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

October is Song Paner’s harvest month.

The store will be available tomorrow, the novel will be published in two days, and the house will be ready for sale at the end of the month.

Song Paner was cheerful all day long.

"Little one, you will bring me a meal later. They are all going to play ball, and no one will buy me a meal."

Yan Bin's feet are getting better, but they are still inconvenient and he dare not touch the ground when walking. He planned to stop moving at noon.

Song Pan'er thought for a while, "Yes, but I have to go out at noon and will come back later."

"You still eat steamed buns?"

Yan Bin liked eating steamed buns very much and nodded naturally.

The school bell just rang at noon, and Song Paner was the first to rush out of the classroom with her schoolbag on her back and went straight to the real estate hall.

The cake shop owner had arrived a long time ago. When he saw her, he came alone and said:

"Sign the contract first! Then give me the money and we'll go through the transfer process."

Song Pan'er hesitated for a moment and did not rush to agree to her. She looked at the window and said, "Don't rush to sign the contract. There is no one at the window over there. Let's go to the transfer first and save time in queuing."

After saying that he could not refuse, he took the lead and walked towards the window.

The owner of the cake shop secretly cursed "little devil", opened his mouth to stop Song Pan'er, and discussed: "In this way, we will pay the money with one hand, and hand over the house with the other. We will sign the contract first, and then transfer the ownership, and you will pay the money. , I’ll sign over there, is that okay this time?”

Song Pan'er secretly laughed in her heart, "You still want to bully me for being young and ignorant?"

If you take my money, what if you can't pay it back? You can't take the risk.

We are people who have bought a house, so we know all these rules.

Things went smoothly, and it took less than an hour to complete a set of procedures.

"People say that people become more mature as they grow older, and today I saw a person become more mature even when he was young." The cake shop owner was still unwilling to accept it, and said sarcastically.

Song Pan'er's goal was achieved, and now her beauty was bubbling. She didn't care, and imitated the look of her breasts, and said with a smile:

"Haha, thank you for your hard work today, auntie. We are destined to do this business. If auntie doesn't think I am too young, I will make you my friend."

Seeing Song Pan'er say this, the woman's little awkwardness disappeared and she smiled in relief.

"Okay, you can handle such a big thing at such a young age. Auntie is optimistic about you. You will definitely be one of the best in the future. I won't move away the tables, chairs, benches, shelves, etc. in the house. You can keep the ones you think you can use." Bar!"

Song Pan'er smiled even more sincerely, "Thank you so much, auntie!"

On the second floor of the shop, Song Paner plans to place some magazines, novels and other extracurricular books and rent them to students;

And when she was free, she was going to look for a machine that could take photos of people's faces.

She remembers that just in the past few years, photo stickers have been particularly popular among students. This is a good business and can make a lot of money.

As for the first floor, they sell some celebrity posters, stickers, glass fiber for bracelets, bubble gum and so on. These gadgets are extremely popular among students.

Song Pan'er was in no hurry to go back to class. There were still more than twenty minutes before the afternoon class, so she happened to go to the shop to take a look first.

The shop is still the same as it was that day, with empty shelves on the first floor.

Song Pan'er went up to the second floor. There were quite a lot of things on the second floor.

There is an iron frame bed by the window, and there is a table and chairs next to it.

There are mops, broom basins, etc. in the corner. The female boss did not take away these daily necessities, but other large items were moved away.

Song Paner wiped the dust on the table with her fingers, and she thought it looked good.

This is not dust, this is gold dust, gold dust from your own shop.

In her last life, she set up a stall outside the school. When it rained, she hid under the tarpaulin and imagined countless times how great it would be if she had a shop of her own.

Now, the dream has finally come true.

It is said that there are four great joys in life: the rain comes after a long drought; meeting an old friend in a foreign land; the night of flowers and candles in the wedding room, and the time when the gold medal is named.

But Song Paner feels that settling down and buying a home is definitely a happy event.

So Song Pan'erle went crazy and began to clean the house.

Until the sun went down, Song Pan'er wore a big painted face and looked at the clean storefront, smiling so hard that she couldn't even see her teeth.

"Gu...Gu GuGu..."

Song Pan'er's stomach rang and she was hungry, so she went to the cafeteria to eat. Song Pan'er tied up her hair again, put on her schoolbag and was about to leave.

Wait, school bag? Did I forget something? Song Pan'er kept holding on to her schoolbag strap and froze.

Damn it, I skipped class in the afternoon!

Song Pan'er ran downstairs in a panic, took the 'gold powder' in the bag, locked the door, and threw it into the trash can on the street.

Then like a gust of wind, it rushed towards the campus.

Song Pan'er was lucky. The head teacher did not go to the classroom in the afternoon. When teachers from other subjects asked about her, they were all covered up by Yan Bin.

Li Rui also took over the responsibility of her school committee member to get homework books.

"Oh, Xiao Ruirui, I'm dead without you!"

Song Paner rushed over to hug Li Rui.

Li Rui ran away in disgust.

"Look at you, you bastard, with the streaks on your face, stay away! They're all rubbing against me!"

Song Pan'er still wanted to rub against her, but suddenly she felt like someone was looking at her.

She looked over and saw an expressionless face diagonally above her.

"What's wrong? Yan Bin, what are you doing here pretending to be a ghost?"

Song Pan'er asked puzzledly.

"I'm not pretending to be a ghost, I'm a real ghost, a hungry-death-ghost-"

Yan Bin was still expressionless, and his words were weak.

"Uh~ I'm sorry, I forgot to bring you food."

......

Since acquiring the store, Song Paner has been busy.

She moved the tables and small beds on the second floor of the store to the first floor.

Place it on the right side of the door just after entering, with the bed against the wall and a table across the outside. From now on, grandma can sit here and collect money!

Looking at the empty shelves, she took advantage of her lunch break to go to the wholesale market several times and bought back things for everyone.

Celebrity pictorials, stickers, bubble gum, colored paper for stacking stars, glass ropes, etc.

All kinds of things that students love to play with.

This Saturday was a holiday, so she didn't go home. She went to the second-hand market and bought an old black and white TV for fifty yuan.

Then we found a bookstall, bought a bunch of magazines, illustrated novels, and hired a car to take them to the store.

The TV is placed on the table by the door, and magazines and other items are moved upstairs.

Song Pan'er was like a top, constantly tossing and turning, and her mind was not idle, thinking about asking her to come to the city tomorrow so that she could apply for a business license.

Finally, everything is ready.

Song Pan'er locked the door, went straight to the school's phone room, and dialed her home phone number.

"Grandma? Granddaughter?"

The phone was connected, and Mrs. Qian's familiar voice came from inside.

"Nai, it's me, you can come to the city tomorrow! I've taken care of all the shops—"

After Song Pan'er finished speaking, she waited patiently to be praised.

Mrs. Qian did not disappoint her either, her voice immediately rose.

"Oh! How can my eldest granddaughter be so capable? You've already done it yourself? This little girl is incredible. She's the material for big things!"

Song Paner was beaming with praise and listened happily.

After praising for several minutes, Song Paner finally remembered the business.

"Nai, you bring your ID card and so on. Let's go get a business license tomorrow."

"Ah! I know it."

As soon as Mrs. Qian finished speaking, the shouts of Mrs. Liu next door came from the gate.

Mrs. Qian ignored her and continued chatting with Song Pan'er.

"My eldest granddaughter, if I go to the store in the city, there will be no one to feed our little pig."

"Sell it! Someone must be killing pigs in the village during the Chinese New Year. Just buy some when the time comes."

Mrs. Qian thought for a while, and it was the same thing. Just when she was about to answer, the curtain in the room was opened.

"Why are you looking after a store in the city? Do you want to do business again?"