no!
"Uncle, Tuanzi has no money!"
When have you ever seen this little dumpling take money out of its pocket? Aside from when it's trying to curry favor with its mother, right?
The rest of the time, it's all about taking in and never giving out!
He's a total miser!
The thug immediately brought his face close to the little man in front of him, who was so startled that he quickly backed away.
"Uncle, what are you doing? Tuanzi really doesn't have any money!"
I don't believe you!
Did I not see the money popping out of your pocket before?
You dare to lie without batting an eye? Kid, you've got a thick skin.
Compared to this, the stone next to it is much more docile than this dumpling.
Stone looked at his younger brother and then at the hooligan. Finally, he silently lowered his head, thinking to himself: If only I had money, I could give it to that hooligan uncle and save him from asking my brother for money!
But I don't have any money!
Even a hero can be brought down by a single penny.
Since he's called a petty thug, he definitely won't play by the rules. As for the face and reputation that people care about on the surface, those are nothing but bullshit, oh, not even worth a fart. At least a fart makes a sound.
Grab the dumpling and hold it in your hand:
"Hurry up and pay the money, or I'll throw you all away, into the mountains, and nobody will ever find you," he threatened menacingly.
It must be said that this threat is quite intimidating to children.
Although the little dumpling was reluctant to part with her own money, compared to being thrown into the mountains, she figured she might as well pay up.
But this rogue uncle is just too wicked!
Not cute at all!
Ha, trying to make a hooligan cute, little guy, you're dreaming.
After the child was put down, he walked towards the village committee office with a look of heartache and pain on his face.
"Auntie, how much is it?" she asked.
The tone of her voice made it sound like she was about to cry from heartache.
The woman in her thirties who was specifically assigned to guard the phone at the village committee, seeing that the little boy was much cuter than the village children, softened her voice:
"It's one dollar and two cents in total, little brother. Just give me one dollar, and you can use the two cents to buy some candy."
"Thank you, Auntie. You're so kind."
Even so, the little guy was still heartbroken. One yuan could buy a lot of lollipops, or at the very least, two grilled sausages.
Grilled sausages are so delicious!
Finally, after paying the bill, the little boy turned around, his face no longer showing the cute and innocent expression he had when facing the phone bill collector. Instead, he seemed to have turned into a dark figure, glaring fiercely at the little hooligan over there.
A shrewd little hooligan like him wasn't afraid of being glared at, and he glared back, which infuriated the little man.
"You little rascal, you're finished!"
Oh dear, is this a threat?
"Tch, how do you think you're going to play? You think you can do that?" That extremely disdainful look made the little man jump up and down. What the little man disliked most was being looked down upon and ignored like that.
"You wait!"
When I get back, I'll go find my uncles. They're really tough; they'll definitely beat this little rascal until he wets his pants!
However, upon further reflection, it seemed impractical.
If we go looking for our uncles, won't our parents eventually find out?
So, why don't we go find your uncle and maternal uncle?
Yes, that's definitely feasible!
My uncle and maternal uncle are easy to deal with; a little coaxing will do the trick.
Pfft, thankfully, Uncle Gu Yujin and Uncle Ye Chenyang didn't find out about this, otherwise, this little dumpling would probably be the first to suffer.
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