The whole bag of things was given to Erdan, and of course he was responsible for distributing them.
Seeing him distribute the food to Dadan and Qian Duoshu, and then hand something to Ms. Meng, and then walk towards the owner sitting in front of the typewriter, Su Qinghu smiled and looked away at Du Jizhong.
Du Jizhong was still shocked, his eyes switching between Su Qinghu and Dadan in confusion.
Judging from the physique of this older child...he should be about ten years old, right?
Su Qinghu can’t have a baby at the age of ten, right?
So this older one is not a biological child? Or is he a child of an uncle?
He scanned the faces of several children, but for a moment he was unable to make a definite judgment because the children were all too good-looking.
"You'll have to pay extra for this." The master glanced at Du Jizhong while changing the spare character plate. "The price for uncommon characters is clearly marked. On top of the original price, there's an extra ten cents for every ten characters. Is that clear?"
"I am quite familiar with you and know this." Du Jizhong quickly turned his head and replied.
The master said "hmm", replaced the spare keyboard, and continued typing on the keyboard, with the sound of typing crackling continuously.
Erdan took a sip of soda, walked slowly towards him, stopped about 20 to 30 centimeters away from him, and leaned on the table next to him. His whole movement was as smooth as flowing water.
Du Jizhong had never seen such a child before, and his attention was attracted for a moment.
Erdan looked him up and down, chuckled, and then winked at Su Qinghu.
Su Qinghu: “???”
Erdan walked over, waved, and stood on tiptoe, whispering to Su Qinghu in a voice that everyone could hear, "He looks like an average-looking guy."
Du Jizhong: ...This is definitely not a compliment.
"Do you think he's good-looking?" Su Qinghu whispered to Erdan in a voice that everyone could hear. While speaking, she glanced at Du Jizhong, then turned back and said in a somewhat cryptic tone, "...Forget it. For the time being, your ability to judge beauty and ugliness will probably be just this much. When I have time, I'll take you to an art exhibition or a film studio to improve your aesthetic taste."
The two of them were talking about their "whispers" so openly and frankly that the listeners wanted to eat them alive.
Erdan: "I don't think he's good-looking! He's nowhere near as good-looking as my dad!"
"That's definitely not comparable to your dad." Su Qinghu confirmed Erdan's words without hesitation.
Then Erdan lowered his voice and whispered to Su Qinghu.
This time, no one could hear the sound.
But it also makes people more anxious and anxious.
After Erdan finished speaking, he held his soda bottle and walked out lazily.
Seeing this, Qian Duoshu raised his foot and wanted to follow, but Su Qinghu stopped him. He looked up and Su Qinghu winked at him, "Your second brother will be back soon, don't worry."
"Okay." Qian Duoshu gave up the idea of following and stood obediently beside Su Qinghu, looking outside, looking at Du Jizhong opposite, and from time to time smiling at Du Jizhong who was scared by his gaze.
Du Jizhong felt so fucked at the moment. Why did he have the illusion that the three children in front of him had become spirits?
This feeling became even stronger when he caught a glimpse of the big egg out of the corner of his eye.
The look in their eyes... doesn't look like that of children of this age at all!
In comparison, the child who went out seemed a little more normal...
Seeing that there was nothing she needed to do, Ms. Meng watched the master typing. After watching for a long time, she wanted to try her hand at the actual operation.
She had heard of this thing, but had never touched it. After all, it was public property that could not be left idle at that time, and she was afraid that if it broke, she would have to take it to be repaired and delay her work.
When I get back, I will practice using my daughter-in-law's Chinese-English bilingual typewriter to see if I can learn something.
As she was thinking, she saw the door darken and an old lady with an armband was led in by Erdan.
"Are you talking about this person?" The old lady was very gentle to Erdan, a dark but handsome boy. When Erdan nodded, she looked at Du Jizhong with a serious face, "Comrade, please show me your ID."
Du Jizhong: "...Why do you want to check my ID?!"
Although he is not a native of the capital, he has lived in the capital for more than ten years and has personal experience with the behavior of these aunties in the street offices.
But, everything has a reason, why investigate him?
His eyes fell on the child who was drinking soda without any awareness, and his brows gradually frowned.
"Why? Because you're spreading feudal superstition." The old lady frowned and looked him up and down. "Practicing qigong is one thing, spreading feudal superstition is another. Don't try to fool people with qigong!"
Du Jizhong took a deep breath and asked, "Do I look like someone who practices that?"
"Who knows?" The old lady waved her hand. "These days, there are so many people who only know a person's appearance but not their true heart."
"Alright, comrade, hurry up and cooperate with me. If there's something to do, we'll handle it accordingly. If not, we'll just do our own thing. I'm busy these days."
This is National Day. We should not have a very good mental state, but at least it can’t be bad!
Du Jizhong: "I don't spread superstition. I'm a college student and a staunch materialist. I don't engage in that kind of stuff."
"Let me see your ID." The aunt held out her hand.
Du Jizhong: "I'm from here. I went out to print some documents and then returned. How could I possibly have my ID with me?"
"Name, age, where do you live?" The aunt took out a pen and paper and waited for his answer.
Du Jizhong was silent.
Are you having a problem with his name today?
He looked at Erdan, the kid who brought the old lady from the street office, and the flesh on his face seemed to tremble for a moment.
He quickly looked away and looked at the usually difficult aunt from the street office, and finally gave her name, age and home address.
During this special period, it is best to be sensible.
Su Qinghu: "What are the characters in your name?"
Du Jizhong looked at Su Qinghu, who was standing next to the aunt from the street office and seemed to be acting like a bully. He was angry and didn't say anything.
The street office lady didn't notice anything strange and asked casually, "What are the characters in your name?"
“…”Du Jizhong directly took the pen from the auntie from the street office and wrote his name on it.
The aunt closed the notebook and smiled. "Tell me, what did you say just now that made the child think you were spreading feudal superstition?"
Du Jizhong: "I didn't say anything."
"Can a child lie?" The old lady pointed at Erdan, who was concentrating on drinking soda, looking contented and a little silly. "Do you think he looks like someone who can lie?"
When asked this question, all the little kids Qian Duoshu looked over.
My second brother looks like this... a little stupid.
Dadan also looked over, walked up and touched the silly brother's head lovingly.
This time... it's a little smarter.
Du Jizhong looked at the children's actions in disbelief, and the feeling of being screwed came over him again.
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