Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Ma Xijuan's return has no impact on Song Pan'er for the time being. She and Mrs. Qian set up a stall as usual.

"Granddaughter, let's close the stall early. Grandma will take you to buy some clothes. You will go to junior high school when school starts, so you need to wear some new clothes."

"Okay! Grandma."

It was rare for Granny Qian to want to close the stall in advance, so Song Paner certainly agreed.

The grandfather and grandson just closed up the stalls and went shopping happily.

But when they got to the street, the two became separated. One of them was going to an adult clothing store, and the other was going to a children's clothing store. They couldn't argue. In the end, Song Paner had the upper hand because she used her special skill, fake crying.

"You kid, grandma is so old, what new clothes are you wearing?"

Mrs. Qian grabbed the clothes she was trying on and complained awkwardly.

"Oh, old lady, I can't hide the smile on your old face! Your granddaughter is so filial, isn't she happy?" The salesperson helped organize the clothes, not forgetting to tease her.

"My granddaughter is filial! But your clothes are too expensive, eight yuan, I won't buy it for even one cent more." Mrs. Qian was not stunned by the praise, she reacted quickly and immediately started bargaining.

Song Paner snickered, this old lady is really hard to fool.

"Yes! It's too expensive. I only pay eight yuan. If it's more, I won't have the money to buy it for my grandma."

After snickering, he immediately supported grandma.

In the end, the salesperson failed to withstand the attack from the grandfather and grandson and sold it at almost the cost price. The angry salesperson kept saying, 'Don't come to me to buy clothes again, I will pay for it if you come again.'

The grandfather and grandson didn't care and left happily.

After buying clothes, the next stop was to go to Xinhua Bookstore.

English classes are about to start in junior high school, and they need to prepare an English dictionary first. Song Paner has not learned English yet, so she attaches great importance to this course. Pulling grandma towards the store.

Xinhua Bookstore is the largest bookstore in Jincheng. There are countless test papers and real questions on various books. The grandfather and grandson searched for a long time before they found an English dictionary.

I picked up a random copy. Anyway, these are all genuine copies, and it doesn’t matter which publisher published them.

When checking out, the magazines placed next to the counter caught Song Paner's attention.

She had seen Bai Yuanyuan in the office, reading this kind of magazine, and when she found out that she was here, she immediately hid the magazine.

I have always been curious about what these writings are, and now that I came across them, I took a second look.

Mrs. Qian saw her staring at the book without moving her eyes, so she immediately took two books, put them on the counter and bought them together.

Song Pan'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was really a domineering old lady and she liked it.

These two books are said to be magazines, but in fact they are more like storybooks. There are many short stories and some biographies, but there are very few advertisements.

After dinner, Song Pan'er ate the cantaloupe that her grandma had cut for her, lying on the kang and reading a magazine leisurely. An advertisement in the middle of the magazine attracted her attention.

This is a call for submissions, soliciting short stories for 50 yuan per 1,000 words.

Song Pan'er read it several times and was dumbfounded.

So valuable? Her eyes were gleaming. She had written a lot of essays, and there was a pile of them.

He jumped off the kang and ran to the desk to search.

After a while, I found five or six composition books, thinking about sending them out tomorrow to see if I could get royalties.

She even counted the approximate number of words in each composition, dreaming that she would suddenly become a great writer, and all kinds of money would come to her.

Maybe she thought too much about money during the day, and at night she dreamed of picking up money, but she was exhausted.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Half a month has passed, and those essays that have been highly praised by teachers have not received any reply.

Song Pan'er's dream gradually shattered until, a week later, she received a rejection letter and her few composition books. Her dream was completely shattered.

"Oops! Would you like to submit two more articles? Maybe the number of words in these essays is less? My eldest granddaughter writes so well, she will definitely want to write longer ones."

Mrs. Qian was watering the cucumbers in the vegetable garden. When she saw her granddaughter squatting next to her, she couldn't help but persuade her.

Song Pan'er pouted, tripped up Panpan who was running around her with one finger, and rubbed its exposed belly.

I sighed, still a little unwilling. If I succeeded, I would get fifty yuan for one thousand words! Money is motivation, Song Paner stood up unwilling to admit defeat.

"Humph! I don't believe it anymore. I'll do more research." He stood up and ran into the house to read.

Mrs. Qian shook her head in a funny way. She is not bold but she is not timid. But isn’t that as the old saying goes? The bold ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death.

As a child, you have to dare to think, dare to do, and dare to fight!

Song Pan'er took out two more Youth Digests and read them carefully from cover to cover. Each article is summarized in detail.

The main reader group of youth anthology should be young people. The style of most articles is close to the lives of young people. The style of writing is humorous and humorous, with positive intentions and using small points to make big things happen.

The compositions I submitted for primary school students with themes such as flowers, plants, trees, and school duties, etc., did not have deep intentions and unclear themes, which would definitely not work.

Song Paner suddenly realized.

After counting her past experiences in detail, she finally decided to write a documentary about a campus fund-raising incident. It was positive, far-reaching and in line with the tone of the magazine.

This time she wrote a 2,000-word documentary short story with great passion, moist eyes, and full of positive energy.

Song Paner put it in the envelope with satisfaction and waited for it to be mailed out tomorrow.