Chapter 109 The fight broke out.
Earning money naturally leads to spending it, but since there was nothing lacking at home, Song Xinran took Song Yu out to buy toys, since children never have enough toys anyway.
When Song Xinran picked up Song Yu from school at the school gate, Song Yu was walking with Fu Fu. Fu Fu leaned slightly towards Song Yu, her mouth opening and closing as if she was saying something, her facial expression extremely vivid. Song Yu, on the other hand, walked straight ahead without looking to either side.
Suddenly, Fu Fu caught sight of her out of the corner of her eye, nudged Song Yu's arm, and said something excitedly. Song Yu immediately turned around and looked at her. When she saw her, a smile burst out on her face. She seemed to want to wave, but considering that they hadn't reached the school dismissal point yet, she obediently walked forward.
At the dismissal point for Class 1-5, Song Yu said goodbye to the teacher and ran quickly towards Song Xinran: "Mom!"
Fufu followed behind him, her voice clear and excited: "Aunt Song!"
When Grandma Fu saw her granddaughter running over excitedly, she thought something good had happened at school that day. Then she saw Fu rush up to Song Xinran and chatter away, pushing Song Yu aside.
"Aunt Song, what are we having for dinner today?"
"Aunt Song, the stir-fried pork liver you made yesterday was really delicious. I used to dislike pork liver the most."
"Aunt Song, you're wearing new clothes today! You look so pretty!" Once Fu Fu started talking, she couldn't stop.
Song Yu pursed her lips, quietly walked to the side, and silently took Song Xinran's hand, reminding her, "Fufu, it's Monday today."
Fu Fu's excited expression immediately wilted: "I hate Mondays."
Aunt Song's restaurant is closed on Mondays, so Fufu can't go to the restaurant with Song Yu after school and finishing her homework. This is like a death sentence for her.
Song Xinran smiled gently, her lips curving slightly: "Fufu, go home, finish your homework, take a nap, and Monday will be over."
Grandma Fufu came over and scolded, "Aunt Song is off today, just like you guys go to school for five days and then rest for two. If you want to eat stir-fried pig liver, Grandma will make it for you when you get home. You're such a glutton."
Although she said that, Grandma understood Fufu's thoughts. Not only did the child like Songji's food, but even she, at her age, liked it very much.
Fu Fu pouted, "I don't want to eat."
The stir-fried pork liver we make at home always has a strange smell, a bit fishy, and a grainy texture, which Fufu doesn't like.
But Aunt Song's stir-fried pork liver didn't have any strange taste at all, and it was smooth and tender. Fufu ate two bowls of rice last night.
Grandma Fu patted the little girl's head: "You silly child."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they each took their children home. Song Yu reminded them, "Fu Fu, you have to finish your homework before you can play. Doing homework at night is bad for your eyes."
At first, Fufu was very enthusiastic when the two did their homework together, but the novelty wore off and soon Fufu reverted to her old ways and started procrastinating, so Song Yu always had to urge her on.
Fu Fu waved her hand dismissively and said, "I know."
Song Yu held Song Xinran's hand and said, "Mom, let's go home and do our homework."
Song Xinran was unusually silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Xiao Yu, let's not go home yet."
Song Yu asked curiously, "Then what do we do?"
"Let's go to the central shopping mall to buy some things, like toys, clothes, and stationery that you like." Song Xinran had brought money with her today, ready to go out and spend it.
Song Yu frowned slightly, hesitating: "I haven't done my homework yet..."
Song Xinran said, "I'll write it when I get home after shopping."
Song Yu thought about it and realized that this was not in line with his usual habits. Moreover, he had just asked Fu Fu to do his homework before playing, but he himself could not do it. Song Yu couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Song Xinran said softly, "There's not much homework today, Xiao Yu can finish it quickly. Can we come back early?"
Song Yu: "Okay."
He quickly put his guilty conscience behind him.
Even on weekday evenings, there are quite a few people in the central square. Song Yu has been here several times and is quite familiar with it, so she doesn't look around as much as she did at first.
A new toy store had just opened near the square, and Song Yu spotted it immediately. She tugged at Song Xinran's hand and said, "Mom, let's go take a look."
This newly opened toy store is quite upscale, offering educational toys such as the All-Purpose Craftsman, Creative Luban Tower, and Sudoku Nine-Square Grid. Popular items among children include remote-controlled transforming monsters and plush toys.
Although Song Yu is a well-behaved child who knows how to control himself, he was still a little overwhelmed by the sight of so many toys and his eyes were almost dazzled.
Song Xinran was very generous; if Song Yu glanced at something more than twice, she would wave her hand and say, "Buy it!"
Take it and put it in your shopping cart.
Before long, the shopping cart was filled with toys. Finally, Song Yu took her hand and said, "Mommy, I don't want any more."
Song Xinran said, "Xiao Yu, don't worry, our family is rich."
She remembered that Song Yu used to always calculate the price before buying things, and would even say embarrassedly that it was too expensive and she didn't want it.
She didn't want Song Yu to live like that; she wanted him to live in a more relaxed environment, without having to be so calculating and haggling over a dollar or two.
Song Yu blinked: "Mom, we've bought enough toys today. Let's come again next time. Maybe there will be new toys next time."
He had already browsed around the store, picked out his favorite items, and left the others on the shelf.
Song Yu remembered that there was no toy store here when she last came. Now that a new toy store has opened, the toys inside will naturally be updated. Song Yu planned to save the money to buy her favorite things.
After hearing his explanation, Song Xinran was surprised that a child who was not even seven years old could think so deeply: "Okay, then come next time."
"Then let's go take a look at stationery and books."
Song Yu nodded.
Finally, Song Yu bought a new pencil case, several new pencils, and an eraser with a unique design, shaped like a shark, which was as big as Song Yu's hand.
In fact, it is more appropriate to use the most ordinary eraser for younger children. They have difficulty concentrating and are easily attracted by other things. Using overly fancy stationery can easily lead to them losing focus in class.
However, Song Xinran had a lot of confidence in Song Yu. She even coaxed him into going shopping today, otherwise Song Yu would still be at home doing his homework.
Shortly after leaving the store after shopping, Song Xinran was handed a flyer. This scene is all too common. In the past, when the internet was not yet developed, distributing flyers was the most convenient way to promote products and services.
Song Yu stood on tiptoe, looking at the colorful flyers in her hand, her eyes lit up: "Mom, it's KFC!"
Song Xinran handed him the flyer, and Song Yu took it and examined it carefully, pointing to the pictures on it: "Hamburgers, fried chicken wings, family buckets..."
"Shall we go eat KFC?" Song Xinran noticed his interest.
Song Yu nodded: "Great! The kids in my class say KFC is delicious."
They had only been in the city for a short time. Song Xinran was busy with renovations and opening the business. Later, after Song Yu started studying, he didn't have much time to go out and play. There were no fast food restaurants like KFC or McDonald's in the town, and Song Yu hadn't eaten there yet.
The KFC was packed on a weekday evening, with half of the customers being parents with their children. It was Song Yu's first time at such a place, and she was quite curious.
Song Xinran then led him to the front desk and ordered a hamburger, two egg tarts, chicken wings of various flavors, and chicken skewers that would never be available again.
Song Yu looked at her with admiration. It was his first time at the white-bearded grandpa's shop and he didn't know how to order, because it was different from the restaurants he had been to before, but his mother seemed to know everything.
When the meal was ready, Song Xinran brought the plate over. Song Yu glanced at the food on the plate, but suddenly frowned. He picked up the only hamburger and handed it to Song Xinran: "Mom, eat."
Song Xinran refused: "Xiao Yu, you eat it."
Song Yu shook his head: "There's only one. Why is there only one? Can I buy another one?"
Song Xinran immediately understood what he meant and couldn't help but smile wryly. It was because she didn't like hamburgers; she preferred snacks like chicken wings, egg tarts, and Original Recipe Chicken. However, considering that it was Song Yu's first time at KFC, she naturally had to try the signature hamburger, so she ordered one.
“No need to buy it, Mom doesn’t like hamburgers.” She held up a chicken wing. “Mom prefers this.”
Song Yu felt a little strange because his classmates said that hamburgers were the best food. However, he had always known that everyone had different tastes. He put the hamburger to his mouth, opened his mouth wide, and took a big bite.
After taking another bite of the chicken wing, Song Yu wondered if it was just psychological, but the chicken wing seemed to taste better.
Song Xinran ordered a variety of dishes, and after finishing their meal, both of them were quite full. Song Yu patted his round belly and suggested going for a walk. This was the same when they lived in town; they would go for a walk after dinner.
Although Song Yu has grown up a bit, he doesn't seem to have changed much from before. He chatters on about things at school, and the content is quite colorful. Song Xinran knew that elementary school students' lives were strange, but she didn't expect there to be so many oddballs.
While taking a walk, Song Xinran happened to pass by a jewelry store, and another flyer was handed to her. She immediately became interested and pulled Song Yu inside to take a look.
The waiter, seeing a customer, enthusiastically recommended: "Madam, what type would you like to look at?"
Song Xinran: "Just browsing."
She doesn't like fancy jewelry; she prefers simple and elegant pieces. She rarely wears jewelry while working, finding it cumbersome. However, since she was already there, she decided to make a purchase.
In the end, Song Xinran bought herself a 100g antique bracelet and Song Yu a 12g peace lock.
It's not that such a big difference is necessary, it's just that the weight of safety locks is not high, and the 12g ones look more docile.
The total cost was only 10,700 yuan. Song Xinran thought it was really cheap. If this were kept for 10 or 20 years, the price would be six or seven times higher.
Song Xinran kept the gold bracelet in her bag and didn't wear it on her wrist. Security wasn't good enough at the time, and she was worried about being robbed. Not displaying wealth is an experience summarized by countless people.
However, Song Yu's peace lock can be hung around the neck, and the jacket can be zipped up to the top to cover it completely.
Song Yu obediently let her dress him up, but the child didn't quite understand the value of gold; he only felt that it was shiny and cold against his skin.
When Song Yu got home, she took off the safety lock before taking a shower and put it with her toys. Her mother said she didn't need to wear it to school, but she could wear it to play with whenever she wanted. Song Yu thought it was a toy too.
But he is a very organized child. He keeps his room very tidy and his toys are arranged in different categories. He can find everything except the ones he doesn't want. He keeps the safety lock and rare toys together, which is very safe.
After taking a shower, Song Yu started doing his homework. He turned on the desk lamp and sat under it, still a little dazed. It was the first time he had started so late, and he wasn't used to it.
After finishing my homework, I went to bed, only briefly checking my schoolbag once.
However, Song Yu found that the consequences of not being careful enough in his daily life were very obvious, because when he went to class the next day, he found his shark eraser in his schoolbag.
Song Yu felt a moment of nervousness. Teacher Tang had said that toys were not allowed to be brought to school. Although erasers were not toys, their shape was too peculiar. When Song Yu bought them, she meant they were toys, not stationery.
He originally intended to keep it at home, so why did he put it in his schoolbag?
After thinking it over carefully, it seems I used it last night while doing my homework, and then habitually put it in my schoolbag afterward.
Song Yu wanted to quickly zip up his schoolbag so no one could see it, so he could leave the shark eraser at home after school and no one would know.
Just then, Fu Fu arrived at the classroom and ran to her seat, intending to talk to Song Yu. But as soon as she glanced at something, her eyes lit up instantly: "Song Yu, you, you!"
She leaned over, got close to Song Yu's ear, and whispered in a very soft but still excited voice, "Song Yu, you brought toys to school."
Song Yu was very nervous: "Don't tell the teacher."
Fu Fu stared at him wide-eyed in disbelief: "How could I!"
She patted her chest, looking very loyal: "You're my best friend, don't worry, I'll protect you!"
Song Yu frowned slightly, feeling that the term "cover-up" was not used very well, but he just sighed silently.
"Let me see it." Fu Fu was very curious. In her mind, Song Yu was a good child, and the toys he brought to the classroom must be very fun toys. She wanted to see them too.
Song Yu thought for a moment, then handed his schoolbag to Fu Fu: "You can peek secretly."
Fu Fu nodded, and the two made the transaction as secretly as thieves: "I'll do it quietly."
Fu Fu curiously reached into his schoolbag, his eyes wide with excitement...
"Ah, an eraser?" They were quite disappointed. They thought it was some kind of toy. It wasn't fun at all.
Song Yu quickly grabbed his schoolbag and put it back in his drawer: "Don't tell anyone."
Fu Fu waved his hand: "I won't."
It doesn't matter if Teacher Tang finds out about the eraser. Fufu knows that Teacher Tang likes Song Yu the most and calls on Song Yu to answer questions the most in class. However, Fufu doesn't want this kind of liking. There are many questions that Teacher Tang can't answer at all.
The third period was art class. The art teacher was a very gentle teacher, and Song Yu liked her very much. However, sometimes her gentleness also meant that her discipline was not very good, especially with Wang Yuhao, who sat to Song Yu's right and behind.
Song Yu found him annoying. They were always talking, and the art teacher had called them out on many times, but each time it only lasted less than five minutes before they started talking again.
Song Yu heard Wang Yuhao's voice: "Stop looking, ask your mom to buy you one too."
"Let me see, but my mom would never buy it for me."
Wang Yuhao said proudly, "My mother brought this back from Haicheng. We don't sell them here."
One sentence elicited a gasp of surprise.
Wang Yuhao added, "My mom even bought me a shark!"
"Wang Yuhao, I want to see the sharks again."
Wang Yuhao was not happy: "The shark is gone. I just brought it to class yesterday."
...
Listening to these annoying sounds, Song Yu thought to himself that he would tell Teacher Tang about this after class, because Wang Yuhao was affecting his classmates and always making the art teacher angry. He was really annoying.
However, before Song Yu could even relay the news to Teacher Tang after class, Teacher Tang found out first and, with a serious expression, called Wang Yuhao to her office, saying that he had been talking during art class.
Song Yu then realized that it was the art teacher who had complained first.
The fourth period was physical education class. Song Yu didn't see Wang Yuhao during this class, probably because he was being punished in Teacher Tang's office.
Wang Yuhao's friends sighed and said that Wang Yuhao was too pitiful, but Song Yu felt that Teacher Tang was more pitiful.
He could simply ignore Wang Yuhao if he didn't like him. The seats were changed every week, and by the next week he would be far away from Wang Yuhao.
But Teacher Tang couldn't do that. When Wang Yuhao got into trouble, Teacher Tang couldn't ignore him. She had to deal with it little by little, and Teacher Tang would get very angry every time.
If the last class is physical education, the teacher will let them leave a few minutes early so they have time to go back to the classroom and wait for the teacher to get the food.
When Song Yu returned to the classroom, he found Wang Yuhao standing next to his seat, rummaging through his bag.
Song Yu's eyes widened instantly.
Wang Yuhao picked up his shark eraser with one hand, held it high, his face a mixture of excitement and anger, and shouted, "Song Yu stole my things!"
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then instinctively ran over and shouted, "Give it back to me!"
Holding the shark eraser, Wang Yuhao shouted loudly, as if he wanted everyone around him to hear: "This is mine! Song Yu is a thief, he only steals things!"
The students were all returning to their classrooms from the playground. There were people both inside and outside the classrooms, and they all started talking about it when they heard this.
Song Yu was usually a model student in the eyes of his teachers and a role model in the eyes of his classmates. The word "stealing" seemed to have nothing to do with him, but now even Wang Yuhao said it...
Wang Yuhao's accomplice, standing behind him, chimed in: "This is Wang Yuhao's eraser. His mother brought it back from abroad. Song Yu stole Wang Yuhao's things!"
"That's right, that's right, Wang Yuhao's eraser is missing!"
Song Yu frowned and ran over to try and take it back: "My mother bought this for me!"
Fu Fu shouted, "This belongs to Song Yu! You're the thieves! You stole Song Yu's things!"
"Yang Sifu, you're talking nonsense! This is Wang Yuhao's!"
Song Yu tried to snatch back her eraser, but Wang Yuhao's hands were so dirty that they had smudged the shark's white skin.
But Wang Yuhao didn't return it to him; instead, he pushed him, causing Song Yu to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
Fu Fu opened her eyes wide and shouted, "Someone's been hit! Wang Yuhao's hit someone!"
She turned and ran outside, shouting, "I'm going to tell Teacher Tang!"
Wang Yuhao was also a little flustered: "I didn't hit him, he tried to take my things!"
Song Yu was really angry. That wasn't Wang Yuhao's thing; it was something his mother bought for him!
Last night at the central square, Mom said she would buy everything Xiaoyu liked.
How did it become someone else's when it was clearly his? Wang Yuhao even squeezed his eraser with his dirty hands!
Song Yu scrambled to his feet and rushed toward Wang Yuhao, yelling, "Give me back my eraser!"
He was very strong, like a small cannonball, and slammed Wang Yuhao to the ground with a thud, making him fall flat on his backside.
Wang Yuhao was stunned and couldn't believe it. He was a formidable fighter in the neighborhood, and none of the other kids could beat him. How could he have been defeated by Song Yu today?
Wang Yuhao immediately tried to retaliate, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a sharp pain, and in an instant, his palm felt empty. Song Yu had already snatched the eraser back.
Song Yu looked down at the dirty shark eraser, feeling very distressed. Last night, after erasing the notebook, he carefully wiped away the dust.
Just as he was about to stand up and leave, Wang Yuhao pounced on him, shouting, "You dare hit me!"
The sound is incredibly powerful.
Song Yu felt that he hadn't hit Wang Yuhao; he had simply taken back what was his.
The classroom instantly erupted in excitement:
"Song Yu and Wang Yuhao got into a fight!"
Many children ran towards the teacher's office while shouting.
Author's Note: Regarding the gold price, since this story started in July, the female protagonist's time travel definitely occurred before the story began. At that time, the gold price hadn't risen to such a high level, so six or seven times is more appropriate.
I checked the data, and it was only 648 in January this year. The increase in the past few months is really outrageous!
Given the current gold price, it seems like buying gold in the future would be a pretty good investment.
Female lead: I made some money today, I'm going to buy some gold [starry-eyed]
Save it up little by little, and you'll be a real little rich girl with a fortune in the future!
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