Fina opened its eyes a little bit, glanced at the hundred dollar bill in Zhang Zian's hand, and closed its eyes again, "I will not admit that it is a cat."
Zhang Zian thought it would be interested, and then he could take the opportunity to show off his profound knowledge, but he was rejected, so he had to walk aside.
Richard, on the other hand, was interested. It fluttered its wings, flew to his shoulder, and stared at the hundred dollar bill in his hand.
"Jeff, is that all you want?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Zian was confused.
"Is your life goal to pursue RMB?" It was rare for it to be serious.
He said firmly, "Of course not! On a small level, my life goal is to pursue a fair, rich, and beautiful woman! On a big level, my life goal is to contribute to the construction of socialist modernization. For the early arrival of the Great Harmony, I am willing to sacrifice my youth and my children! Of course, I have to have a girlfriend first. "
Old Time Tea, who was watching the morning news, nodded, "You are worth teaching!"
Richard shook its head quickly, "No, no, Jeff, you misunderstood me. What I mean is, RMB is nothing! Follow me, and I will take you to earn US dollars! "
"US dollars?" Zhang Zian immediately thought of green US dollars, which was the hard currency that could drive the whole world crazy.
"Yes, US dollars, US dollars, buck, they all mean the same thing. You can understand it however you want. As long as you serve me well, I guarantee that you will have a good life! "Richard said confidently.
Zhang Zian looked around, lowered his voice, and whispered in Jeff's ear, "That …"
"Yes!" Richard said affirmatively.
"You know what I want to ask?" He was surprised.
"You just want to know if there are any foreign girls. Don't worry, there will be US dollars, and there will be foreign girls. "
"…" Although its guess was very accurate, Zhang Zian was still very unhappy.
Am I that easy to guess? He thought to himself, "Both Sun Xiaomeng and Richard have guessed my thoughts accurately … Can't we still be friends?"
"Good morning, Brother Store Manager!" A petite figure ran in from outside the door. It was Little Celery.
Today, one of Little Celery's braids had moved down by about one centimeter. If Zhang Zian hadn't been paying special attention, he wouldn't have noticed such a detail. Her face was flushed from running so fast, and her hands, which were covered in woolen gloves, tightly gripped the strap of her backpack.
"Good morning, little celery. Were you late yesterday? "he asked.
"Woo ~" Little Celery wrinkled her face, stuck out her tongue and said, "So scary! Almost! I had just sat down in the classroom when the teacher came in … "
"You can't do that today! Xiao Ling and Er Duo are here, and they won't run away. You can come and visit at any time, but you can't be late for school, understand? "He lectured.
"Yes! I understand! "She nodded vigorously.
"Well, Celery is a good girl. I trust you." He bent down and said to her, "Now can you do me a favor?"
"Alright! What is it? Little Celery often helps mom at home! "She quickly took off her woolen gloves, rolled up her sleeves, and was really ready to work.
Zhang Zian picked up her gloves and looked at them. They were a pair of dark green fingerless gloves. They weren't too thick, and they were just right for her to wear. In addition, there was a line of small words embroidered in dark red thread on the wrist of the gloves. He looked at the gloves against the light, and it turned out to be "Cai Xiaoqin, Class Three, Grade Two Affiliated Primary School of Binhai First High School." He had to look carefully to see it clearly, otherwise he would think it was an ordinary pattern.
"Your mom knitted this for you?" He returned the gloves to her.
"Yes!" She smiled shyly.
She was my biological mother! Zhang Zian sighed.
"Are there words embroidered on your other clothes?" he asked.
"Yes, here, here, and here …" Little Celery's fingers were pointing at herself. Her name and school were embroidered on the more hidden parts of her clothes, such as the brim of her hood and the corner of her pants. In addition, she was wearing a child locator watch on her wrist.
"I told you I didn't need it, but mom was afraid that I would get lost …" She stared at her toes, and her face became even redder. "I've grown up, and I won't get lost … It's not on other people's clothes. I'm the only one in my class who has it. There are a few particularly annoying boys who call me 'mom's baby' …" She said hesitantly.
Zhang Zian patted her little head to comfort her, "Don't mind them! Sooner or later, they will regret laughing at you now. "
"Really?" She raised her head.
"It's true," he said affirmatively.
"Little Celery, let me teach you a poem. Maybe you've learned it before, or maybe you've memorized it. But now that you listen to it carefully, you should get a different feeling."
Little Celery raised her head and listened carefully.
"The thread in the loving mother's hand, the clothes on the wanderer's body. Before leaving, the seams are tightly sewn, for fear of returning late. Who said that an inch of grass's heart is repaid by three springs of spring? "Zhang Zian slowly recited.
He had never learned broadcasting or reading, so his voice could be said to be tone-deaf. He couldn't even do the basic cadence. Even he himself knew that his recitation was very poor. He thought that with Richard's character, it would definitely mock him mercilessly. He didn't expect that it would listen very carefully and quietly on his shoulder, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
It was a short poem with only 30 Chinese characters, and he finished reciting it in less than a minute.
After he finished reciting, Zhang Zian first thought about whether he had remembered any sentence wrongly. It was still not too late to change it. If Little Celery found out the mistake, it would be too embarrassing … but it seemed that he hadn't.
Little Celery listened, lowered her head, and gently stroked the embroidered characters on her woolen gloves with her fingers. After a while, she raised her head, and the uneasiness just now had disappeared.
"Brother Store Manager, you recited it so well! Even better than my teacher! "she said seriously.
"Haha, don't praise me. I know my level. It's barely passable. Brother Store Manager, you can make a living with your face! " Zhang Zian was actually a little embarrassed, but he couldn't show it in front of this primary school student, so he used his usual jokes to cover it up.
"It's really good! My teacher is the one who reads it dry, like reading a textbook, "Little Celery argued anxiously.
"Really?" Zhang Zian touched his chin, "When I can't do my pet shop anymore, should I get a teaching certificate and become a teacher? Of course, I must teach in high school. Every day, I can look at beautiful high school girls … "
"Don't mislead the students."
A tall and thin man with a ponytail was standing at the door, staring at Zhang Zian with his hands in his pockets. It was Guo Dongyue. He and Zhang Zian had made an appointment to go to the bird breeding base to pick out a parrot today.
Zhang Zian also looked at him, at this wanderer who was trying to repay three springs of spring with an inch of grass' heart.
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