Song Paner nodded.

Tang Zhiqiang took a sip of tea, paused, and said:

"Then I'll rent it to you directly! Last year Huang Zongren won the bid for 22,000 yuan. If you want to buy it, just rent it for 22,000 yuan! The school's bidding will not be held."

Tang Zhiqiang was very happy. Although he didn't want to accept Song Pan'er's love, he also knew that it was not Mrs. Qian who facilitated his marriage with Bai Yuanyuan, but Song Pan'er, a little kid.

It's a good idea to return a favor at the moment.

Song Pan'er thought for a while and realized that the price was okay. Just when she was about to agree, Mrs. Xu spoke.

"Can it be less? Xiao Pan'er is not an outsider."

Tang Zhiqiang rarely rolled his eyes, he is such a mother! Why am I getting more and more confused?

"Mom, the school doesn't belong to me alone. I can't show favoritism!"

Mrs. Xu also reacted, but she really wanted to thank this little benefactor who solved her big trouble.

The railway director's mind was spinning very quickly and he immediately changed his mind.

“Since the rent can’t be lower, let’s relax the term!”

Song Pan'er glanced at Mrs. Xu gratefully, immediately climbed up the pole, and said quickly: "Thank you, Uncle Tang."

Tang Zhiqiang smiled helplessly, "Okay, then sign a twenty-year contract!"

After thinking for a while, he added:

"But the rent is subject to a five percent increase every year."

Of course Song Pan'er has no objection. She has experience in doing small business. The small shop in the school is like a golden chicken. Once it is done, it will lay a golden egg a day, and it will be like picking up money for nothing.

After making preliminary arrangements with Tang Zhiqiang, Song Paner stood up and was about to leave.

Old Mrs. Xu found a box of tangerines out of nowhere and insisted on giving it to Song Pan'er.

The two of them were pushing back and forth, as if they were about to fight.

In the end, the warm welcome was hard to resist, and Song Paner could only go home with a large box of oranges.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Song Pan'er took two stacks of more than one hundred dollar bills and dragged her breasts to Tang Zhiqiang's office the next day.

After Tang Zhiqiang stamped the school's big red seal on the contract, Song Pan'er finally let go.

Song Paner wanted to continue busy with the purchase of goods, but Mrs. Qian stopped her.

"Granddaughter, you are about to take your final exam. Stop working on these things and leave them to me!"

Song Pan'er was a little worried and said hesitantly: "Nai, you know what to buy!"

Mrs. Qian waved her hand: "Just follow our small shop. You are a student, and the exam is the most important thing."

Song Pan'er thought about the same reason, so she stopped insisting and let her go to work on the new store.

This final exam is definitely an epic peak moment for Class 1, Grade 1.

Because the ambitious goals they set were actually achieved.

The day after the final exam, students returned to school to hear their results.

After the class teacher posted the report card, several fast boys in the class rushed to the blackboard of Class 2 with lightning speed, quickly wrote down the score of the first place, and then returned to the classroom to compete with the last place in their class. Compare.

Then, a class of classmates went crazy, and the roof of the classroom was almost lifted off by them.

Ding Min, the first in class two, was only one point less than the last in his class.

The students were excited in the classroom, running back and forth howling, slapping the table, hugging each other and high-fiving each other. There was no one who was not excited and excited.

The cheers of Class 1 reached the ears of Class 2 students. They were so angry that they didn't even clean the classroom. They quickly distributed their winter vacation homework and then retreated, out of sight but out of mind.

Yan Bin waved his hand and invited guests.

I called seven or eight boys to move a bunch of snacks and drinks to Song Paner's store, and the class held a temporary tea party before the holiday.

Song Pan'er gave him a discount and brought all the fruits and dried fruits at home.

The guys ate, drank, and played around until the evening, and then they went home with unfinished content.

began their winter vacation life.

Now that the students are on vacation, Song Pan'er's two small shops can close their doors.

Song Pan'er and He Dali agreed to come to work on March 1st, and then the small shop outside the school would be taken care of by him, and his salary would be increased by fifty yuan.

In Jinshi, a salary of four hundred and fifty is quite a lot.

He Dali was very satisfied. After thanking him again and again, he went home to prepare for the New Year.

Song Paner originally planned to take advantage of the holiday to sign up for a hobby class.

She had sent the first half of "Puppy Returns 2" to Zhou Wen two days ago, but she has not received a reply yet.

She wanted to wait until she received a reply before writing the other half.

The last New Year's Day party made her very hurt. Everyone had some talent, but she didn't know anything. Moreover, she also planned to compose a classic song that would be handed down for generations.

During the winter vacation, she could just go and learn music!

Just when she was about to tell her grandma about this, her grandma spoke first.

"Eldest granddaughter, let's go back to the village to celebrate the New Year!"

Song Paner was stunned for a moment, but agreed first.

"Okay!"

Then he walked over with a smile and asked, "Mistress, are you homesick?"

Mrs. Qian touched her hair and said with a smile: "Our newly built Beijing Ping has not been inhabited for a long time. Without the popularity of the house, the house will grow old very quickly."

"My mother and I will go back and warm up the house. And I also miss our big fire kang."

Song Pan'er really had never heard of this statement, so she asked again: "Why do you age so quickly if you are not popular in the house?"

Mrs. Qian came closer mysteriously and whispered: "Our Baojiaxian is probably here with us. We have to take it back for a few days to let it cast spells on our house in the village and repair it." house."

"Oh~"

Song Pan'er sounded a long note as if she didn't understand, and then asked:

"Nai, then who is our Baojiaxian?"

Mrs. Qian looked confident and replied:

"It's probably Gray Fairy. I've only seen Gray Fairy at our house, but not the others."

Song Pan'er: "Grey Fairy? The one Pan Pan bit last time? The big rat?"

Mrs. Qian: "No, that one should be Hui Xian'er's disciple."

Song Pan'er couldn't bear it any longer, lowered her head and pursed her lips in secret joy.

Just go home! The interest classes probably don’t have classes every day, so you’ll just need to take a bus back and forth.

The next day, Song Pan'er found a vocal tutoring class in front of the bus station given by a retired teacher. After she signed up and got the class schedule, she and Mrs. Qian got on the bus back to the village.

I still chatted with Qian Fang on the bus, the only difference was that Qian Fang was pregnant.

Song Pan'er wrote down the words "give gifts to Sister Qian Fang's children" in her notebook.

After returning to the village, you still have to be inspected by the intelligence team members under the big locust tree.

"Hey, Aunt Qian has made a fortune in the city and returned?"

"This little girl has grown taller again. She's so fair and fair!"

"Aunt Qian is fat too!"

"No, my hair is all fine! Isn't it nice to live in this city? It's all fair!"

......

Everyone was chattering, and Mrs. Qian was laughing along with her, saying, "Where is that?"

Among the many compliments and praises, a sudden voice came out:

"No, these dogs are all city dogs. Look at this white-haired one, he looks the same as this old and young one, tsk tsk~"

Wu Chunzhi, Liu Bald's former mother-in-law, was throwing popcorn into her mouth and looking weird.

Mrs. Qian handed the schoolbag she was carrying to Song Paner and said:

"Eldest granddaughter, you take Panpan home first. Grandma will stay here for a while and chat with your aunt and grandmas."

Mrs. Qian spoke very calmly, and Song Pan'er didn't think much about it, thinking that her mother wanted to stay here for a while and look for an opportunity to cash in.

So she took the schoolbag, called Panpan and went home first.

The other people sitting and chatting also thought this was the case, and were thinking of appreciating Mrs. Qian's eloquence for a while.

Unexpectedly, unexpected changes occurred!

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