Chapter 93: The plot of the scam
When Song Yu Nuan left the provincial capital compound, she saw her uncle leading Ah Sheng across the street. 窬
Seeing her come out, he seemed relieved.
Cousin Zheng was at the gate, and when he saw Song Yu Nuan come out, he hurried to follow her. He also saw what happened just now.
He promised to treat her well, and of course he couldn't break his promise.
Song Yu Nuan smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, my uncle and I will go for a walk and have dinner in Huaihua Hutong tonight."
It was a hotel that had existed in the provincial capital for a long time, and not many people knew about it. It
was privately owned at first, and then it was publicly owned. Last winter, it became privately owned again.
Therefore, the business hours are different from those of state-owned hotels. 窬
Huaihua Hutong is not far from here.
Cousin Zheng did not try to be humble, and said to Song Yunuan: "If you need anything, please don't hesitate."
Song Yunuan knew that he was sincere.
How could a little girl like her ask him anything?
Song Yunuan said softly: "Brother Zheng, my uncle is with me, but the unit has also assigned him a task, which is to go to several furniture factories in our provincial capital to study. I wonder if Brother Zheng can arrange it for him. By the way, I have a letter of introduction and a certificate."
Cousin Zheng agreed readily.
Study, not arrange a job.
This is too simple.
He works in a guesthouse, and he usually contacts leaders of various units. To be honest, there is basically no one he doesn't know. He can be
said to have a wide network of contacts.
Afterwards, Song Nian followed his niece and Ah Sheng for a stroll.
Along the way, Song Yu Nuan kept introducing this and that.
After that, she said, "Qin Siqi is full of resentment now, which is also normal. If I am not mistaken, she must have grown up in the provincial capital. Let's not talk about whether you are good to her. The environment of our Erdaohe is not comparable to that of the provincial capital. So, when you see her smiling and welcoming you to get closer to you in the future, don't take it seriously."
Song Nian nodded hurriedly. He understood this too well.
He just pretended to be worldly.
The prosperity of the provincial capital was beyond his imagination. At that time, walking from Erdaohe to the county town was like entering Beijing.
What's more, this is the provincial capital.
Even the street lights are brighter than those in the county town, and the pedestrians passing by seem to be unattainable.
That spirit is totally different from the people in the county town.
Not to mention Qin Siqi, rural children are all like that, raised in the wild, how can it be like the provincial capital compound?
Even the Lu family is something he has never seen before, and the Qin family is not much worse. 窬
If it wasn't a mistake, this should all belong to Qin Siqi.
That child has a bad temper to begin with, and is competitive. She wants to share things together, no matter that she is the oldest, and she won't accept a little less .
It would be strange if she could be nice to them now.
It's best not to have any contact.
Song Nian even patted Ah Sheng's head: "Ah Sheng, you too, don't lose your mind after being coaxed by that sister."
"I know." Ah Sheng agreed very well.
While they were talking, they arrived at Huaihua Hutong. 窬
Sure enough, he is a frequent visitor here.
The shop owner's eyes flickered when he saw Song Yunuan, but he still called her "Xiao Nuan" affectionately and asked her what she wanted to eat.
Song Yunuan ordered three bowls of shredded pork noodles, large, medium and small, and tofu meatball soup. Well, it's good to eat like this in the evening.
He also asked Song Nian if it was enough.
Of course it was enough. Such a big bowl of noodles, topped with a layer of shredded pork, milky white tofu, and the meatballs were actually meatballs.
I just don't know how much this meal will cost.
But he has money in his pocket. 窬
Not to mention the travel expenses, there is also the 40 yuan that his wife stuffed into him, and the 30 yuan that his father stuffed into him while scolding him.
He can also afford to treat his nieces and nephews to a meal.
Song Yunuan didn't argue. The uncle's habit of rushing to pay is a good habit, and he hopes to keep it in the future.
The next morning, cousin Zheng said he would take Song Nian to the furniture factory. Song Yu Nuan asked her uncle to take notes, and she took Ah Sheng to go shopping. When Ah Sheng was tired, she would hug him for a while. They strolled a lot in the morning.
Song Yu Nuan bought a watch, and finally had time.
She also bought toothpaste, toothbrush and towel.
Then she went to the bookstore.
On the way, she also bought a small pancake for Ah Sheng.
Ah Sheng sat obediently on the chair at the door of the bookstore to eat, while Song Yu Nuan went to buy books.
She had to buy a few books for her uncle.
Learning is definitely necessary.
After buying the books, when he found out that they were for his uncle, Ah Sheng asked in shock: "Sister, my uncle doesn't study anymore, why do you let him study?"
"My uncle is just a small tree now, we have to let him keep studying and slowly grow into a big tree. Even if he can't shelter us from the wind and rain, he won't be a burden to us."
Little Ah Sheng seemed to understand, but looked at Song Yunuan anxiously: "Sister, I will work hard in the future."
Song Yunuan touched his head: "Well, Ah Sheng is the best, then sister asks you, what do you want to do with your efforts?"
Ah Sheng: "I study hard, find a good job in the future, buy delicious food and beautiful clothes for you, and spend all the money I earn on you."
Song Yunuan said that it depends on actual actions.
It's not enough to just talk without practice.
Ah Sheng's eyes flickered, and he pulled Song Yu Nuan over and lowered his voice: "Just now, an old man and another old man were talking next to me. One of the old men took out a box with a bottle in it. He told the other old man that he spent all his savings to buy it. The other old man congratulated him, but the porcelain bottle was only unearthed last year, but the old man said it was eight hundred years old. They went to that office and said they were appraising the treasure together and then donating it to the museum in the provincial capital. If I told the old man that it was fake, would the old man give me money? Then I would go to the department store to buy a flowery dress for my sister."
Song Yu Nuan thought about it and whispered, "Then you said all the savings, is it possible that there is only one yuan?"
Ah Sheng shook his head, and suddenly reacted, and immediately whispered, "Sister, I almost miscalculated. Grandpa spent all his savings, which proves that he has no money. Even if I help him, Grandpa has no money to give me a bonus." Song
Yu Nuan nodded. That's the truth.
It's right to mind your own business.
After putting all the books in the bag, Song Yu Nuan's face became serious.
Ah Sheng suddenly became nervous and asked hurriedly: "Sister, I didn't say anything. I didn't say a word at that time, I just lowered my head to eat the small biscuits, they didn't know."
Song Yunuan said: "Don't worry about whether it's true or not in the future, just pretend you didn't see it."
"Yes, I promise, if you are with me, I will tell you, if you are not, I will pretend that I don't know anything, I will keep my mouth shut."
Song Yunuan smiled. 窬 She
happily picked up her brother and kissed him: "You are so good."
Little Ah Sheng was very happy to be kissed by her sister.
But it was such a coincidence that Song Yunuan put her brother down to pick up the bag. The moment she stood up, the bag in her hand made a small arc because of Song Yunuan's strength, and it happened to hit the knee of an old man who was walking to the door behind her. The old man fell to the ground with a cry, and then the box in his hand fell to the ground.
A crisp sound rang out at the door of the bookstore.
The box fell apart, and the blue-and-white porcelain inside broke into countless pieces on the marble floor.
Song Yu Nuan did not look at the pale old man.
Instead, she looked at her brother.
Seeing her brother's shocked look, Song Yu Nuan rolled her eyes in her heart speechlessly.
What's the matter? If the person doesn't touch the porcelain, will the plot touch the porcelain?