Unable to resist the temptation of the meat, Xiu Kaijie walked out of Uncle Li's house with a sour face.
Turning left after leaving the house will take you to the street, while turning right will lead you closer to the rice paddies at the end of the village. Those little brats definitely won't go to the end of the village, so Xiu Kaijie decided to go to the street to look for them.
On a day when it's not market day, the streets aren't very lively. Various snack shops are open, and the owners sit at the door watching videos on their phones.
There were lots of spicy snacks on the shelf. Just looking at them made Xiu Kaijie imagine what they tasted like. He was so tempted.
His feet moved uncontrollably as he walked over, staring at the bags of snacks, his mouth watering uncontrollably. Xiu Kaijie picked up a large bag of spicy strips and asked, "Boss, how much is this bag?"
The shopkeeper lifted his eyelids and said, "3.5 yuan."
"3.5 yuan? That's so cheap!" Xiu Kaijie thought the shopkeeper had added an extra "point." He had never eaten spicy strips this cheap before. He immediately reached into his pocket, but it was empty, not a single penny.
Ahhhhhh~~~
The gluttonous boy went berserk! All his and his mother's money had been taken by that bald man, leaving them penniless and unable to afford spicy snacks. What a miserable situation!
The shopkeeper, engrossed in his phone, didn't hear the commotion and assumed Xiu Kaijie wasn't going to buy it. He looked up and saw Xiu still there, clutching the bag of spicy strips, his face a picture of misery. "Little friend, do you still want these spicy strips? 3.5 yuan."
Yes, I want it, but I don't have any money!
Xiu Kaijie was on the verge of tears. He, a little rich kid with savings, was stumped by a bag of spicy strips. What were his parents thinking? Why did they sign that unequal treaty? Why did they come to this place for "tourism"?
The little boy, stumped by the spicy snacks, stared resentfully at the large banyan tree not far away. Under the tree, several boys sat on a ping-pong table, one foot on the table and the other dangling, enjoying a bag of spicy snacks.
A summer breeze swept up a wave of heat, which stirred up Xiu Kaijie's irritation. Breaking the contract was out of the question; he would have to pay compensation, a lot of money!
"Boss, I'll pay for this and his bag together." A little boy's voice rang in his ears. Xiu Kaijie immediately looked up, his sour expression instantly vanishing, and exclaimed with delight, "Big brother~~~"
That's right, it's the yo-yo big brother. As soon as Xiu Kaijie saw him, he was reminded of the cracked yo-yo, and his face fell again.
The boy paid, handed Xiu Kaijie a carton of milk, and asked, "Xiao Kai, what's wrong? Are you lost?"
It was obvious that Xiu Kaijie wasn't from here. Although the village wasn't big, there were several intersections, so it was possible for a little boy to get lost.
"No..." Xiu Kaijie shook his little head, his toes grinding against a small pebble on the ground, his little figure looking utterly lonely.
"Brother Yangyang, the yo-yo you gave me... it cracked!!!" Xiu Kaijie said angrily. "I already know how to play with it, and I'm really good at it, but the yo-yo suddenly hit the ground and it cracked. It's broken, I'm so... sad~~~"
Yangyang: "..."
Even if the yo-yo cracks, you can still play with it, right? He thought it was no big deal. Xiu Kaijie was all bark and no bite, wailing about how miserable it was.
Seeing the child crying so sadly, Yangyang explained, "Xiao Kai, if the liuli only has a small crack on the surface, it's fine, you can still play with it."
"Really?" Xiu Kaijie looked up at his fair and clean face in confusion.
A sweet, childlike voice came from over the phone, "Brother Kai Kai, why are you crying again?"
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