Although Wei Wenjie seemed to be writing seriously, his thoughts had drifted away. He originally thought that those people would come to cause trouble for Tian Xiaolan. He ran so fast, and when he came back to see that she was safe and sound, he felt a little puzzled. It was impossible for them to suddenly change their nature. It was only possible that they were planning some bad tricks.
Another possibility is that she has already met them, but she didn't say it because she didn't want to worry people. He doesn't know what her situation is now.
Thinking about it, the writing in his hand also slowed down. Tian Xiaolan saw his hand gradually slowing down and asked: "What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't think about it!"
"I see that your handwriting is crooked. Take a look for yourself." Tian Xiaolan pointed out to him that the direction of the handwriting was crooked.
Wei Wenjie took a look and saw that it was true. He didn't expect that he was distracted just now and was caught by her. She was really paying attention to him. He covered his head and smiled foolishly for a while.
Tian Xiaolan hit him on the head and said, "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and practice!"
After being caught like this once, Wei Wenjie didn't think about anything else and started practicing hard. Tian Xiaolan's handwriting on the paper was very neat. He copied it exactly. Although he couldn't write it exactly the same, he could see that it was similar.
He handed the written words to Tian Xiaolan to read. Tian Xiaolan looked at it carefully. The first part of the words was a little crooked because he was distracted, but the latter part was much neater because he was concentrating on writing.
Tian Xiaolan took the paper and praised: "Well written, you still need to practice more, then you will be better than me."
Wei Wenjie quickly said, "How can I compare to you?"
"Why not? You will definitely surpass me!" Tian Xiaolan really believed that he was talented. He could form a rudimentary shape as soon as he wrote it and could recognize what the word was.
"Okay, I'll try my best!" Since Tian Xiaolan wanted him to surpass her, he had to practice hard.
A piece of paper was full, and Tian Xiaolan went to see if there was anything else.
I looked carefully around the counter but couldn't find it. It seemed that he had used it up. Although they are still in the start-up stage, his studies are also important. No matter how hard it is, he can't let his studies suffer.
If you already have a plan in mind, you can go to the scrap collection station to see if there is any discarded paper. It will be much cheaper than in the state-owned store.
"I'm going out for a while, you just stay here and look after the store!" Tian Xiaolan said this and left.
Before Wei Wenjie had the chance to ask her where she was going, she had disappeared. Although he didn't know what she was doing, he was still worried about her being alone, not to mention that those who disliked him might attack Tian Xiaolan.
He was still worried, so he closed the shop door and ran to find Tian Xiaolan.
Ask as you go.
Tian Xiaolan found the scrap collection station by asking for directions.
From a distance, the simple door of the scrap collection station was half-open, as if silently telling the vicissitudes of time.
On the ground at the door, there were some unsorted waste piled up in a mess, including rusty old iron pots, twisted and deformed bicycle frames, and worn cloth shoes. They seemed to be relics forgotten by time.
When I walked to the door of the recycling station, I saw a mountain of waste materials piled up like several big mountains.
At the purchasing station, an old man was lying leisurely on a recliner, basking in the sun with his eyes closed, looking very comfortable.
At this time, Tian Xiaolan was standing at the door of the purchasing station. She shouted into the iron gate: "Uncle, can you let me in?"
The old man heard the voice and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that it was a little girl, she didn't have anything to sell in her hands. He drove her away impatiently: "Go away, go away, little brat, what are you doing here? This is not your place to play."
Tian Xiaolan hurriedly explained: "Uncle, I'm here to look for books. I have a younger brother who wants to read them. And I won't take them for free. I will pay for them."
As she spoke, she took out a pack of cigarettes from her purse and handed it to him. When the old man heard that she had money, he looked at her carefully again and found that she was still holding a pack of cigarettes. Then he stood up, opened the iron door, and let her in: "Go find it yourself. If you find it, bring it to me and I'll calculate it for you."
After the old man finished speaking, he returned to the recliner and continued lying down.
Tian Xiaolan walked into the recycling station and saw that it was filled with all kinds of waste. It was even bigger than what she saw outside, and it was filled with an old smell.
The old man was lying on a recliner, occasionally opening his eyes to see what Tian Xiaolan was doing. When he saw that she was not doing anything wrong, he closed his eyes and continued to enjoy this quiet time.
Tian Xiaolan walked into the scrap collection station with great joy and began to search carefully among the pile of messy things.
Her eyes swept back and forth over the old books. She picked them up one by one, gently brushed off the dust on them, carefully examined the covers, and found some elementary school textbooks for Wei Wenjie. She also found some books that she could use and put them aside.
While searching, Tian Xiaolan's thoughts drifted away. She remembered the novels she had read, in which the protagonists always managed to find bargains in scrap collection stations and precious books or other treasures.
Tian Xiaolan saw an ordinary-looking book at the bottom of the pile of books. She pulled it out and opened it. After turning two pages, her heart began to pound. She could hardly believe her eyes.
There was a small space hollowed out in the book, and inside it was a red square box. She opened the box with trembling hands, and a white bead lay quietly inside, emitting a faint smell of medicine.
At that moment, Tian Xiaolan recalled the Angong Niuhuang Pills she had read about in a book. The bead before her bore a striking resemblance to the description. Could this truly be the precious Angong Niuhuang Pills? A surge of ecstasy welled up in her heart, but then she became wary.
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