Later, they all knelt down and called me "Kimchi Dad" (4)
Jiang Ye said that he picked up trash in order to have money to buy breakfast tomorrow, and it was not a lie. After the old lady heard it, she felt extremely distressed that such a young child had to suffer this.
So the old lady took out her wallet without hesitation and gave Jiang Ye a red bill.
"Grandma, I don't need so much, just ten pieces will be enough..."
The old lady felt even more sad when she heard this. Not only did she not take back the 100 yuan, but she took out an extra 100 yuan and said, "Child, you can use these 200 yuan."
"If you don't want it, I'll fall to the ground and scold you, and then things will be difficult to handle!"
Jiang Ye: "..." What can I do if they insist on giving me so much money?
Just like that, Jiang Ye accepted the 200 yuan from the old lady and promised, "Grandma, I will pay you back. Please leave me your address and I will come to you when I have money."
"What are you talking about? Do I look like someone who is short of two hundred dollars?" The old lady was determined not to tell Jiangye the address. She gave him the money and left.
Jiang Ye silently said to himself that good people will be rewarded, and then he took the money and wanted to get a haircut.
The original Jiang Ye's hair was already very long, long enough to cover his forehead and eyebrows, making him look very gloomy and depressed, with no spirit. His facial features were originally very good, but they were ruined by the overly long hair and black-framed glasses.
On the way to find a barber shop, Jiang Ye Ganghao saw a lottery shop on the road. Thinking of his identity as a jinli, his eyes lit up, and he went in and bought himself a lottery ticket, the numbers of which were all randomly selected by him.
The lottery numbers would not be announced for several days, which meant Jiang Ye would not get the money for a while. So he spent some money and bought a few scratch tickets.
The owner of the lottery shop looked at Jiang Ye's poor appearance, tattered schoolbag, and washed-out pants, and frowned in disgust.
It's fine if you have some spare money to buy lottery tickets or play scratch tickets, but the person in front of me is obviously from a poor family. He doesn't even understand how hard it is for his parents to earn money. He actually wants to do something that involves gambling.
It's really too ignorant!
"Boss, this one is 500..."
The first ticket Jiang Ye opened had a 500-yuan prize written on it. He remained calm, as if he had expected to win, and handed the scratch-off ticket to his boss.
The boss's contempt was completely shattered by the shock.
He would rather believe that he heard it wrongly.
Before the boss could react, Jiang Ye handed him the second card and said in secret, "This one is for 1,000."
This time, the boss heard clearly what Jiang Ye said, and saw clearly that the scratch-off lottery ticket had indeed won a prize of 1,000. Confirming that this was not an illusion, the boss's face was full of disbelief.
"Are you cheating? Are you sure this was scratched out in my shop?" The boss' face flushed. He couldn't help but suspect that Jiang Ye was cheating or deceiving, because he was just looking at the man and didn't see with his own eyes that it was Jiang Ye who scratched it out.
Jiang Ye found it a little funny. He picked up a ticket that hadn't been scratched yet and said, "How about you watch me scratch this one?"
The boss looked at Jiang Ye's calm and composed appearance, but his heart was beating fast. Perhaps it was because he had run the lottery shop for so many years and this was the first time someone had won a large sum of money twice in a row.
He couldn't help but get nervous, but in order to prevent the man from being a fraud, he still responded, "Go ahead and scratch it." He wanted to see with his own eyes whether the man could scratch out five hundred or one thousand.
Jiang Ye was also feeling a little uneasy, wondering if he would miscalculate in his koi luck. If he didn't win the prize this time, it would be a shame for him.
The boy slowly peeled off the silver coating with his fingernails. The number on it, and the corresponding amount of money, was still 1,000.
This scene left the boss speechless, because he saw this person scrape it out with his own eyes. But it is even more bizarre, isn't it? How could he scrape it out three times in a row...
"This scratch ticket can be verified to be counterfeit. Boss, if you really doubt me, you can check the authenticity on the system." Jiang Ye looked at the boss with a smile, feeling relieved.
The boss was greatly shocked, but he finally gave 2,500 yuan to Jiang Ye. His hands were shaking when he gave the money to Jiang Ye.
Jiang Ye put the money in his pocket and waved, "Uncle, see you next time."
He bought a lottery ticket, hoping that it would win. He would come to claim the prize then.
After watching Jiang Ye leave, the middle-aged boss was still immersed in shock and speechless for a long time. When he came to his senses, he immediately posted what he had seen and heard today on the Internet.
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The next day, Sheng Chuan just sat down at his seat and saw breakfast on his desk: a golden potato pancake, a meat bun, and a bag of yellow peach flavored yogurt.
As to who sent it, there is no doubt.
Sheng Chuan was surprised for a moment but soon he was no longer surprised. That person had fallen to the point where he would rather rummage through trash cans to make money... It was really unacceptable if he couldn't even buy a breakfast.
With a cold expression and tightly pursed lips, Sheng Chuan took out a piece of paper from his drawer. On it was written a line of beautiful words:
I've bought you breakfast. From now on, we owe nothing to each other.
Seeing the handwriting left by Jiang Ye, a dark color flashed across Sheng Chuan's eyes. That man was really stubborn. In order to thank him for helping him and to fulfill his promise, he actually paid to such an extent.
Thinking of the scene he saw in the park yesterday, Sheng Chuan felt very uncomfortable.
"Did your group of little fans bring you breakfast again?" Sheng Chuan's deskmate's eyes lit up when he saw the food. He reached out his hand without thinking, "Oh, I know you won't eat it! Come, let me help you solve it!"
Sheng Chuan forcefully pushed away the hand that his deskmate had extended to him. He frowned and a murderous aura emanated from his body, which frightened his deskmate so much that he dared not move.
"Who said I don't eat?" Sheng Chuan frowned and glanced at her with an innate coldness and arrogance in his eyes.
My deskmate couldn't help but grumble, "You obviously didn't eat anything someone gave you before..."
Sheng Chuan didn't say anything. He picked up the potato pancake and started eating. Then he finished the meat bun. Finally, when he picked up the yellow peach yogurt, he froze.
There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
In the end, Sheng Chuan put the yellow peach yogurt into the drawer.
…
"Did you notice that Jiang Ye had his hair cut? When I saw him just now, he looked so strange that I almost didn't recognize him."
Jiang Ye arrived at school early today. Although he sat in his seat without moving, he still attracted other people's attention many times.
He was being stared at like an animal in a zoo.
This made Jiang Ye feel a little unhappy, as he just had a haircut. Because it was too late yesterday, he had to give up the idea of buying himself a pair of contact lenses.
If he had replaced his orbital spectacles with contact lenses, he believed the reaction today would have been even greater.
Fortunately, I didn't rush to change my glasses.
"Hey, where did you get the money to get your hair cut? Didn't you borrow money to buy books and materials?"
As soon as the class was over, Liang Huanan stood in front of Jiang Ye's desk. He placed one hand on Jiang Ye's desk and made a mocking sound.
"I heard that Jiang Yixuan borrowed 200 yuan from you, and you never paid it back. Now that you have money, you are not in a hurry to pay him back, and you still care about your appearance? Don't you think this is very shameless?"
Liang Huanan has a loud voice, and he seems to be keen on highlighting his own existence by bullying Jiang Ye.
For a moment, everyone looked over with curious eyes.
Jiang Ye raised his eyes and frowned. Without the cover of long hair, his forehead was white and smooth, and his eyebrows were as delicate as if they had been carefully trimmed. The whole face appeared more clearly defined.
The glasses reflect light, so people can't see Jiang Ye's eyes clearly, but from the outline of his face after the haircut...
This was no longer the Jiang Ye they knew.
In the past, Jiang Ye didn't dare to look up at people.
And now, Jiang Ye was looking up at Liang Huanan. His pointed, white chin was full of three-dimensionality, and his thin lips were pink, fleshy and tender. Overall, he looked... actually pretty.
Moreover, the aura around him is no weaker than Liang Huanan's.
"Take your hands away."
Jiang Ye looked at Liang Huanan's hand on his desk with a look of disdain in his eyes. He picked up the compass and intended to stab Liang Huanan's hand directly on the back.
Liang Huanan was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand, stared at her, and said angrily, "What are you doing!"
"I told you to go away and stop bothering me in front of me."
Jiang Ye stared at Liang Huanan. Although he was sitting, he seemed to be looking down at Liang Huanan. "Don't jump around in front of me like a little idiot."
Yesterday, the first day, this person humiliated him.
Today, the next day, this person came to humiliate him again.
He could believe that if he didn't show his attitude, Liang Huanan would really be so bored that he would come to humiliate him every day.
Liang Huanan never thought that the man who usually never dared to say a word would now dare to face him with such an attitude.
"What do you mean, do you want to fight with me?"
He was so imposing that everyone thought Jiang Ye was going to be beaten.
Liang Huanan was a scoundrel who could walk around the class with almost no one daring to stop him.
Few people would want to stop him.
Jiang Ye was about to agree when someone walked in from the back door of the classroom. The class suddenly fell silent, and the arrogance and immaturity on Liang Huanan's face also subsided a little.
Jiang Ye turned his head, thinking he would see a teacher, but unexpectedly the person who walked in was Sheng Chuan.
Sheng Chuan was wearing a school uniform. His 1.88-meter height made him stand out from the crowd. He had an imposing presence the moment he walked in.
After only a few steps, Sheng Chuan's long legs reached Jiang Ye. He must have heard what Liang Huanan said just now. He turned his head and glared at Liang Huanan, and spoke coldly,
"You want to fight?"
Liang Huanan suddenly felt weak in his heart, and his voice was obviously lacking in strength. "I mean, it's not you who is fighting with Jiang Ye."
Sheng Chuan raised his eyebrows, looking at Liang Huanan as if he were a minion, and said lightly, "I am Jiang Ye's thug. If you want to fight him, you have to fight me."
These words made the students who had been watching the show in silence look at each other in bewilderment.
Jiang Ye's mouth twitched. When did Sheng Chuan become his thug? ?
Sheng Chuan's eyes were like a knife, swishing and swishing. Liang Huanan was frightened in a few seconds. He could see that Sheng Chuan was not joking... and it was obvious that Sheng Chuan's height and aura were not something he could beat.
"It was just a misunderstanding... I didn't plan to really fight Jiang Ye. This was in the classroom."
Liang Huanan left himself a step down, but Sheng Chuan suddenly asked, "Do you mean we're going to fight as soon as we leave the classroom?"
This calm tone seemed to weigh a thousand pounds to Liang Huanan, as if he would never cause trouble for Jiang Ye no matter where he was or when.
Just when Liang Huanan felt that he had embarrassed himself, the bell for class suddenly rang.
Liang Huanan quickly took this opportunity and returned to his seat with a blushing face.
Jiang Ye didn't take it seriously. He looked at Sheng Chuan who was not ready to leave the classroom yet, "You came to see me? What's the matter?"