Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Dong Changqing got up at 08:30 in the morning. According to his abnormal schedule, he should fall asleep at 08:30 in the evening.

But today, maybe I walked too much, maybe I used too much brain, maybe the fragrance of the soil and grass is very good, when the sun is setting and the sky is covered with red clouds, the evergreen is fascinated. He fell asleep in a daze.

Before falling asleep, Dong Changqing was still thinking, he can’t do this, what’s the difference between this and a beggar, he just rests here, and when he’s had enough rest, he’ll find a better place, no matter where he goes, he won’t go back Find Xiujue.

But when he woke up, his firm belief was shaken.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the sky was completely dark, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the park in the suburbs was pitch black. Compared with the occasional people walking around in the evening, at this time, there were no people.

Such darkness and loneliness made Dong Changqing seem to have returned to the Valley of Disquiet in an instant. Before he fell into a deep sleep, he had always been in this boundless darkness.

Dong Changqing didn't like this very much, he wanted to go home now, he wanted to take a comfortable bath, put on that royal blue pajamas, lie on that big soft bed, covered with his woolen blanket.

Really distressing.

Dong Changqing sat cross-legged on the ground, sticking her chin and considering whether she should go back or not.

He knew in his heart that as long as he and Xiujue admitted their mistakes honestly, Xiujue would definitely not drive him away again.

But...he was so stubborn when he left, it would be too embarrassing if he went back like this.

After struggling for a long time, Dong Changqing still decided not to go back to find Xiujue.

After all, the fact that Xiujue kicked him out really made him sad...

That unpleasant feeling was worse than Xiujue asking him to write a whole hundred math problems, so he couldn't continue to endure the humiliation.

After making up her mind, Dong Changqing put on the slippers hanging on her feet, and walked slowly to the popular place.

Her body was dirty, her hair was messed up, and her shoes didn't follow her feet. Dong Changqing felt that she was becoming more and more like a beggar.

However, things soon turned around.

As soon as Dong Changqing walked to the road, a black car stopped in front of him. In the driver's seat was a middle-aged man about 40 years old. He was also very kind, and asked Dong Changqing with a smile, "Did the young man miss the last train?"

Dong Changqing knows what the last bus is, that is, the last bus, and the last bus in the suburbs is at eight o'clock in the evening.

These are what Aunt Wang said.

He missed Aunt Wang.

Dong Changqing looked at him, nodded listlessly, "Yes."

"Are you going back to the city? It's not easy to take a taxi here. Where are you going, I'll take you there."

This time, as long as it is a person, Dong Changqing will go with him, no matter where he goes, "Yeah!"

Dong Changqing told the middle-aged man that he was going to the mall, because he didn't know where else to go.

As soon as he finished giving the address, the middle-aged man said, "Okay, I happen to be going there too, just give me thirty."

"Ah?" Dong Changqing was stunned, touched his trouser pocket which was cleaner than his face, "I have no money..."

"No money?" The middle-aged man turned his head, his expression immediately became fierce, "What kind of car do you have if you don't have money, go down."

Dong Changqing couldn't get down, he held his seat belt tightly, shook his head, "I won't get down."

"You... Tsk, let's do it this way. It just so happens that I need manpower for some work here. When you arrive, you will help me with the work for two hours, and it will be considered as payment for the fare."

Dong Changqing agreed, "Okay, okay."

On the way to the shopping mall, Dong Changqing learned that the middle-aged man, surnamed Ma, is the owner of a coffee shop. His shop is near the shopping mall. In the past two days, he has been doing activities, distributing a large number of leaflets in the shopping mall and the square. But it's not summer vacation now, and it's not possible to recruit so many young and active leaflet workers, so he came up with the idea of ​​letting Dong Changqing work part-time to cover the fare.

"It's nothing difficult. After a while, you can put on the clothes promoted by our store and go to the square to distribute leaflets. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening, when the square is the most crowded, you will distribute them until [-]:[-]. .”

Just give the paper to someone else...

Dong Changqing, who originally planned to get off the car and run away, changed her mind.

The car drove very fast, and arrived at Boss Ma's cafe at 08:30. After getting off the car, Dong Changqing looked around for a long time, and always felt that this place was very familiar.

Eh?What's written on the building opposite?

Xiuren real estate.

Ok……

"Come here!" Boss Ma's attitude was extremely bad, not at all like the person who asked him with a smile just now if he wanted a ride.

"coming……"

The promotional costume of the coffee shop is a very heavy Pikachu doll costume, and Dong Changqing's height is just right enough to wear it in, "Well—it's too dark, I can't see anything."

Boss Ma laughed a little, and slapped Pikachu on the long pointed ears, "You can't see it! Your headband is reversed!"

"Oh..." Dong Changqing supported her heavy head and looked out through Pikachu's mouth. There was a mirror in the narrow field of vision. In the mirror was a short and fat Pikachu with a red face, a little cute .

Dong Changqing shook her waist, and Pikachu in the mirror followed suit.

"Hey, what cartoon is this?"

"I didn't know, put this on." Boss Ma took out a very large red apron, tied it on Pikachu's body, and put a thick stack of leaflets in his pocket, "Okay."

This apron looks like it was made by myself, and it is not so beautiful. Dong Changqing thought about it, and said to Boss Ma, "I think the robot cat is better."

"...Go out, you! Don't talk."

Dong Changqing was pushed out of the door, and not far away was the overcrowded square. He swayed and walked forward with a little difficulty.

It is very hot to wear this kind of doll costume. Although Dong Changqing doesn't know pain and is not very sensitive to cold and heat, he still feels whether the temperature is suitable.

"call……"

I knew I would not take a car.

"Mom, Pikachuye!" As soon as a five-year-old child saw Dong Evergreen, he ran over holding his mother's hand. Pikachu's hand could not pick up the leaflets. Can take a flyer automatically and consciously.

However, the child was too short, as soon as he ran to Dong Changqing, Dong Changqing couldn't see him, and when he puffed out his belly, he bumped the little boy into a squat.

"Hey hey!" Seeing that Dong Changqing was still going forward, the mother hurriedly stopped him, "I don't know if I bumped into the child!"

Got murdered again.

Dong Changqing felt a little wronged.

He didn't know, and he didn't see it.

"Baby, get up quickly, where did you fall?"

This way of speaking made Dong Changqing think of Pengci in the TV series.

Hey, don't you want to blackmail him!He has no money!

The words "it's not suitable to stay here for a long time" came out suddenly, and Dong Changqing grabbed her head and ran away.

In fact, nothing happened to the kid, who saw Pikachu running away, giggled, and ran after his ass.

The child's mother was afraid that the child would fall, so she shouted, "Don't run! Stop!"

Dong Changqing thought he was calling him, her mouth pouted, and she ran more happily.

So there was a very funny scene in the square, the chubby Pikachu was chased by a five-year-old boy who was over one meter tall and fled.

"Hahaha, look at that Pikachu."

"so cute!"

"Come on, let's go and see."

Dong Changqing ran for a long time and couldn't run anymore. He stopped and leaned against the pillars in the square. The child finally caught him and laughed happily, "Mom! Pikachu was caught!"

"Well, our baby is really amazing." The little boy's mother saw that the child was happy, so she was naturally happy. She bent down, hugged the little boy in her arms, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Come play again tomorrow!" Okay? It's late, I'm going home and going to bed."

"Good~"

"Baby is so cute."

Looking at the backs of the mother and son, Dong Changqing's eyes suddenly felt sore.

He also wants to go home and sleep...

"Hi, can we take a picture together?"

Hearing the voice, Dong Changqing turned her head. There were five or six young girls in their prime, each holding a hydrogen balloon with a string of lights in their hands.

Holly liked that balloon.

"Yes, can you give me a balloon..." Dong Changqing asked cautiously.

He now knows that getting something requires a price, and giving something must be rewarded, so his request is not too much, right?

"Ah?" The girl was taken aback for a moment, obviously she didn't expect Dong Changqing to say that.

"Is it okay? I like your balloon very much..." Dong Changqing felt that the girl didn't intend to give him the balloon, so she lowered her head in frustration.

There are mourning characters all over his body.

Dong Changqing's voice is really nice, clear, soft, and full of youthful spirit. No one can bear to refuse his request when he speaks so aggrieved, let alone a hydrogen balloon worth 20 yuan, "Okay, Then how do you hold it?"

Hearing that she was going to give it to him, Dong Changqing became excited instantly. He patted the apron on his stomach, "Will you tie it here?"

The doll costume comes with a cute filter, and with Dong Changqing's childish body language, the girls are so soft-hearted, "Okay, come here."

"Ok!"

The girl's hands were very skillful, and she tied the hydrogen balloon tightly on the apron with two or three strokes, and tied a big bow with a ribbon, wrapping Pikachu like a gift, "Haha, it's so cute. "

Dong Changqing also likes it very much, although the field of view is tightly blocked by the hydrogen balloon, "Okay, then let's take a group photo."

After all, it cost 20 yuan, and the girls were not polite at all, and they used Dong Changqing as a prop, flirting with him for a while, hugging him for a while, and taking selfies for more than ten minutes.

Xiujue watched from afar, with a bad expression on his face, and took out his phone.

After a while, Boss Ma's voice came from far away, "I asked you to distribute leaflets! You are flirting with girls here!"

The author has something to say: Mr. Xiu: Observe secretly.