Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Fortunately, this man stopped at the bun stall just in front of Gambling Stone Square. He was talking to the bun seller, looking completely at a loss.

"I did bring money, but my wallet was missing. I didn't take your things for free."

The boss selling the buns was also helpless. The bun had already been bitten. He looked at the clothes and saw that the clothes were okay, so he didn't rush to collect the money. Who knew he was a free prostitute.

"Then where is your home? Ask your adults to pay."

"No...then I'll give this to you, and I'll come back to get it back another day."

As he spoke, the kid with the hat took off a pure white accessory from his waist.

The bun shop owner didn't understand this. He weighed it in his hand, as if thinking whether it was worth two buns.

Song Lingjia quickly ran over and handed the green purse to the man, "Is this yours? It fell on the ground."

"It's mine, thank you, thank you so much."

He quickly paid the money, took back the pure white accessories, and hung them back on his waist.

"I'll give you one to eat. This bun is delicious. The meat inside is so fragrant."

Song Lingjia was not hungry, but felt that the child was sincere and about the same age, so he took it.

Two children were eating steamed buns together on the roadside.

"Why are you going out on the street alone?" Song Lingjia asked.

"I'm out to buy steamed buns, aren't you alone?" The childish voice said, and it was hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl, but judging from the skirt, it belonged to a girl.

Song Lingjia's personality matched him well.

"My home is right there." Song Lingjia pointed at Gambling Stone Square.

"What does Gambling Stone Square do? A casino? Are you a girl from the casino?"

There was some defensiveness in these words. Song Lingjia explained for a long time before he understood what Beishifang was doing and also knew his name, Zhu Xuanzhou.

"Hey, your name doesn't sound like a girl's name, but it sounds pretty nice."

Zhu Xuanzhou felt a little guilty, "Well, it's just a name. You can call it anything you want. I also think your name sounds nice."

Song Lingjia had already finished one bun and saw Zhu Xuanzhou still eating under the veil.

She didn't quite understand why she ate so slowly, so she tried her best to wait politely, but also showed respect. This was probably what her third father often said, "chew carefully."

"Ahem—" Zhu Xuanzhou coughed and quickly covered it with his hands. He was trying his best to be careful, but he still made a fool of himself.

He is not in good health and is not allowed to go out at home. Even if he goes out, he must be accompanied by someone.

But he really wanted to go out and try it out by himself. Today was the first time. Unexpectedly, he lost his wallet and lost someone while eating.

Song Lingjia patted Zhu Xuanzhou on the back, and he immediately dodged. Even though he was dressed as a young girl, he still did not dare to have any physical contact.

"You wait here, I'll go back and get you a glass of water. I also have delicious strawberries at home, and I'll treat you to some. Just wait for me."

Song Lingjia stood up quickly, ran back to Gambling Stone Square, and went straight to the kitchen.

"Sister Jiajia, aren't you going to bask in the sun? Come on, we are making braised pork." Song Leyu shouted, holding sections of wooden sticks, which are the so-called braised pork.

"No, sister, are there any more strawberries?"

"Yes, it's on the table. What's wrong with you? You're so anxious."

Song Lingjia only said something about coming back, then took a glass of water, grabbed two strawberries and ran back again.

Song Tingran came down from the second floor and said to Qiao Jinshu beside him, "Jia Jia really follows you."

"Not really. We have similar personalities, but I'm quieter than her."

Song Tingran: "..."

Song Lingjia returned to his previous position, but Zhu Xuanzhou had disappeared. He looked everywhere but couldn't find him.

Just now, the boss of the steamed bun stall saw Song Lingjia was so anxious and said, "Stop looking, your friend has already left."

"gone?"

"Yes, just as you left, his family came with a carriage."

"Oh, thank you."

Song Lingjia likes to make friends, but it's a pity that she ate one of their buns and hasn't given out the gift this time.

What's more important is that I only know his name and don't even know his face. If we meet him again on the street next time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get to know him.

I had no choice but to go back with water and strawberries. I felt a little disappointed and sat on the stool in the backyard.

The sisters and brothers who were still playing house all noticed something was wrong with Song Lingjia and gathered around to ask why.

After Song Lingjia revealed everything, she realized a very serious problem. Where was her wild goose kite?

I was there when I was picking up my purse.

I was there when I returned my wallet.

When eating steamed buns.

Was there while chatting.

Then————

When he rushed back to Ganshifang to get water, he didn't bring it with him. Then when he came back, Zhu Xuanzhou and Dayan Kite disappeared together.

Song Qingyi: "Jiajia, isn't that your so-called friend who took your wild goose kite?"

Song Can: "That person even gave you a bun. I think he's a nice person, so he wouldn't take a kite."

Shi Le'an: "Well, and from this description, that person's clothes and accessories are very good. Maybe he didn't take the kite, but it was placed on the ground and someone picked it up."

Song Changyue: "It makes sense, but I think she will come again!" Song Changyue was very sure, and Song Lingjia quickly asked why, wondering what the coincidence was.

Song Leyu shook Song Changyue's arm, "Tell me quickly, Yueyue, why do you say Zhu Xuanzhou will come again."

"Because he went out alone and came here to buy steamed buns. That means he must really like eating them. If you like them so much, will you come here again?"

"Yes!" They answered almost in unison.

This immediately made Song Lingjia happy. He didn't care about the kite for now, just wait until he sees it again and ask.

On the other hand, these strawberries must be given to Zhu Xuanzhou to try next time, as well as the steamed buns made by Wen Li himself, which are really delicious. I must also find a chance to give him a try and be amazed!

The day passed quickly, and when Song Tingran's family returned home, the meals were all ready.

Mainly made by Han Congxing and Luo Mingyue, the taste is not good or not, it is just home-cooked food, a very common taste.

"Hey, Xingzi and the others have been making these these days. I really miss the big chicken drumsticks made by my sixth brother."

Qiao Jinshu didn't complain on his own, but held Wen Li in his arms. He took one step and he followed, every step was accurate.

"Tell me, if my sixth brother knew that I wanted to eat big chicken drumsticks, could he cook them for me?"

Qiao Jinshu looked at Wen Li seriously and said, with a smile on his face full of flattery.

Wen Li was helpless, but thinking about how the fire had not started at home lately, they asked them together what they wanted to eat.