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

Mrs. Song is illiterate, so the task of writing can only be left to Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er was lying at the post office window filling out the remittance form. Mrs. Song was watching her closely as if supervising a prisoner.

But what's the use of staring? She can't read!

After Song Pan'er finished filling in, he put down the pen and curled up into a sinister smile.

Mrs. Song handed the two thousand yuan wrapped in a handkerchief to Song Pan'er.

"You still have to pay a handling fee, twenty." Song Pan'er said expressionlessly.

"What? There's a handling fee? So expensive? You kid, are you lying to me?"

Mrs. Song's harsh shout aroused the dissatisfaction of the window staff.

"If you want to shout out, there is no handling fee, and we are helping you in vain? We don't want to eat?"

Mrs. Song immediately became honest, obediently took out another twenty yuan, and said nothing with a sullen face.

It really shows how to bully the weak and be afraid of the strong, and to be intimidating.

After leaving the post office gate, Mrs. Song dropped Song Paner and left! She could find a place to get off the bus in this countryside. She could just wait there for the bus to come back, and there was no need for this damn girl.

But what she didn't expect was that after waiting for more than an hour, she finally saw the bus coming. Just as I was waiting to get in the car, the car drove past me in a flash without even stopping.

The conductor on the bus laughed heartily, proud that his trick was successful. This damn old woman is disgusting to look at, just like her breasts, I won’t pull you away, just keep waiting!

Mrs. Song was dumbfounded, how can this be done? After wandering around for several times, I finally plucked up the courage and walked along the main road in the direction I came from.

She had thought that with just such a big road, she would be able to find a home. Even if you make a mistake, there must be someone in the ten miles and eight villages who knows how to get to Huaishu Village. Just ask when the time comes.

The thoughts are beautiful, but the facts are cruel. Mrs. Song walked to the dinner point and hadn't seen their village yet, so she realized that she was going the wrong way.

I stopped a passing tricycle with my hands and feet, only to realize that there was no turn at the intersection I was supposed to turn at, and that I had gone seven or eight miles in vain.

Mrs. Song was lucky. This person was kind-hearted and sent her home directly.

After walking seven or eight miles, Mrs. Song on the tricycle was too cold to walk, but the kind-hearted owner of the tricycle helped her down.

Song Pan'er, who had arrived home long ago, was very happy to see it. God's way is reincarnation, who will God spare?

At the post office just now, Song Pan'er did not fill in her mother's address, but filled in the post office next to the wholesale market in the city. The payee wrote herself, and she planned to borrow the money.

When she got home just now, she saw that her milk hadn't come back yet, so she immediately went up to the house and cut the phone cord. If her mother called, it would reveal her secret, but she couldn't let her mother receive the call.

Cutting the phone cord took a lot of effort. In order to prevent her from finding out, she first dug a hole in the outer rubber of the phone cord, then picked out the copper wires inside and cut them off one by one. At first glance, no one could tell that the phone line was broken.

With these two thousand yuan, Song Paner planned to buy some more firecrackers.

If you can’t handle it yourself, hire someone! The uncle who bought her goods last time was quite reliable. When he came back to chat, she found out that they were from the same hometown and his family lived in the same town.

The next day, Song Paner went to the store where she purchased goods last time.

"Little girl, are you here to buy goods again? Are they all sold out?" The shop owner saw Song Pan'er coming in and greeted her with some surprise. This little spirit was still fresh in his memory. How come she came to buy goods again in just a few days? Already?

"No, let me take a look. If you make it cheaper, I will buy more." Song Pan'er came up and started bargaining.

"Okay! How much are you prepared to ask for?" The uncle was immediately happy after hearing her words. In the past few days, except for the batch of goods ordered by Song Paner, he has not opened much recently.

"Three times as much as last time." Song Pan'er raised three fingers.

"Let me think about it, last time you ordered 680, triple it would be 2040. If I give you another 10 yuan cheaper, you can just give 2030, how about that?"

"Not good! I bought so much goods from you, and you give me a discount of ten yuan? Two thousand yuan. If you don't do it, I will turn around and leave without giving you a chance to stop me." With that, Song Paner put her hand on the door handle, pretending to open the door and leave.

"Hey! This is too big of a difference. Otherwise... Hey, just stand there, okay, two thousand is just two thousand, come back!"

The uncle was very aggrieved. If he hadn't been anxious to make money to buy a house, he would have had to argue with this little girl.

After ordering the goods, Song Pan'er had to find the uncle who helped her get the goods.

There is such a place in the wholesale market, and many unemployed men from nearby villages or cities stay there every day. When encountering someone who needs to move goods, a bunch of people rush forward, vying to recommend themselves.

Because this uncle had one more tricycle than others, he was not busy moving forward. When Song Paner arrived, he was smoking leisurely in the car.

Seeing Song Pan'er coming over, the other people squatting in the market waiting for work had not had time to move, but the salesman suddenly stood up.

"Doll, are you still selling goods?"

When the people around him heard what he said, they immediately gathered around.

"Yeah, let's get the goods. Uncle, I'll come find you at the same time tomorrow."

"Little girl, how much do you need? What can I do? I want a cheap price..."

"Hey, I'm cheaper, the little girl is looking for me!"

"..."

Song Pan'er finally got out of the crowd. This guy had ignored her last time, thinking she was playing tricks. This time he believed her, but it was too late.