It took about ten minutes of walking before I could smell a bit of people. On the other side of the field, I could vaguely see rows of farmhouses. The houses were lit with warm yellow lamps, and the lights were connected together. I walked a little further, and sure enough, I saw a small two-story shopping mall on the side of the road.
I breathed a sigh of relief and ran up quickly. My little Feichi electric scooter was parked outside the mall, looking very unique among the small tricycles.
When I looked up, I saw four majestic gilded characters hanging on the wall—Tianda Store, and below it was a line of cursive English—very big MaiChang.
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The English that this translator is afraid is not taught by Song Pianran.
There are not many stores in the mall, and there are few people. A few children from the nearby villages just finished school, running around with schoolbags and making trouble.
I looked around, only to see a few bear children pushing and shoving, and a group of boys gathered around an abandoned shelf, playing Aruba.
When the boy who was put up hit the shelf, he let out a shrill scream, which aroused my unbearable childhood memories.
I clenched my ass, clutching my crotch and walking quickly.
Sure enough, no matter how the times change, the vulgar fun among the little boys will not fade away with the passage of time.
After walking around, I finally found Song Pianran grabbing the doll in a corner of the second floor.
He wears a mask, his baseball cap is pressed down very low, and he has long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, which is particularly eye-catching in this gray and small shopping mall. Several children were running around and making noises around him, but he was not affected at all, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was focused.
I took a closer look, and the dolls in the doll machine were neither delicate nor cute. They only had one shape—pink piglets with their heads tilted and grinning, which could be seen through the glass.
I looked at the doll, and then at Song Pianran.
Okay, I have to admit that growing up like Song Pianran, it's not good to catch ugly dolls.
"Boss, I'm here!"
I trot over to him and rubbed his shoulder cheerfully.
Song Pianran turned her head to look at me, nodded, and immediately turned her head away: "Wait by your side, I'm busy."
He just put in two game coins, manipulated the joystick with a dignified face, pinpointed the right angle and pressed it down sharply - he caught a pig's ear.
"Yes, yes!" He stared at the pinched pig, held his breath, and clasped my hand tightly.
I also got nervous, staring at the pig, even breathing paused.
"Snapped-"
The pig, teetering in mid-air, fell back into the herd at the last moment of its exit, back to his siblings.
"Fuck!" He hammered the doll machine and scolded softly, "It's almost!"
"Shy shame! Big brother didn't catch it!"
The group of little brats circling around him grimaced at him with their tongues out.
Song Pianran clenched his fist and waved it, frightening them: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you all!"
The children giggled and scattered, and after a while they ran back to get close to him.
"Aren't we going? It will be completely dark in a while." I leaned over to remind him.
"Wait a minute," he shook his hand and threw two more game coins in, "I don't believe I can't catch it!"
As it turns out, he really can't catch it.
I have reason to suspect that Song Pianran is really just waiting for me "by the way", and his main purpose is to catch dolls.
I watched him use up all his pockets of game coins, and he still didn't catch a single doll.
"Big brother is so stupid!" A shaved little boy put his hands behind his back and laughed at him seriously, "I can't catch a doll for so long! The stupidest person in our Honghua Kindergarten class is smarter than you! "
Done! Song Pianran was laughed at by a little kid in open crotch pants, the end of the world was coming.
Song Pianran's earlobes turned red little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a red light flashed in my mind, activating the first-level warning.
What should I do if there is news on the Internet tomorrow that "Song Pianran beats children violently in a rural supermarket"? Wouldn't it be credible to say that Song Pianran was possessed by an evil spirit and it was difficult to control him
Before I could come up with a result, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of the small board inch, squatted down and put his face to his face, and threatened him viciously: "Shut up you brat! If you talk more, I will ask the monster to kill you. Cut off your tongue!"
Unexpectedly, the child was not only not afraid, but rolled his eyes: "Our teacher said that there are no monsters in the world! People who believe in monsters are fools!"
"..." The force of coercion was ineffective, Song Pianran was at a loss for words, and began to use vexatious tactics, "How did your teacher know? I said yes!"
The little boy shook his head with a high face: "Our teacher also said that Zibuyu is crazy, it seems that the big brother is not only stupid, but also a big illiterate!"
The corners of my mouth were sore when I held back my laughter, and I gave Song Pianran a thumbs up behind his back.
Unexpectedly, this kid pointed at me and said, "If you don't believe me, look! This brother also thinks I'm right!"
Song Pianran turned his head to look at me, his face was darker than the bottom of the pot, I quickly put my hands behind my back and shook my head quickly.
The little boy pursed his lips and said unhappily, "So you are a group!"
I am not, I am not!
I cry in my heart, I am on your side!
In the ideal, I am an unyielding and unyielding pursuit of truth, rich and noble, not promiscuous, mighty, and unyielding, but in reality, I am just a humble working child.
The humble I stepped forward and pulled Song Pianran's hand to smooth things out and said, "Boss, forget it, we adults don't remember the villain's deeds, and our prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, so we'll let him go today."
I set up all the ladders for Song Pianran, he just needs to walk down.
He snorted and tapped the little boy's forehead: "I'll let you go today."
The little boy raised his neck and shouted confidently: "Our teacher said that age is not a matter of age, and a person who is careful is a villain no matter how old it is!"
This little brat kicked my ladder again.
I covered my forehead, very helpless.
This teacher is really cruel!
Song Pianran was so angry that his eyes were smoking, and he took it out in his pocket. There were only two game coins left, just enough to grab one more time. He opened his wallet and took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills and stuffed it into my hand: "Give all of them to me. I'll change it into coins! I'll let this kid see my true strength today!"
There is an eternal law that says that men are the most handsome when they pay.
I think a condition should be added at the back, men are the most handsome when they pay, but not when they pay a huge amount of RMB to catch dolls.
I suspect that Song Pianran has contributed to the mall's annual turnover.
He also spent the last two game coins, but still got nothing.
"Go and buy coins!" Song Pianran urged me to see me stunned.
I tried to save the boss's wallet: "Boss, why don't we catch it? What's so fun about this game without technical difficulty? How good is it to go back to the canyon! These little kids don't know how to appreciate your beauty? It's like you don't understand the darkness of night in the daytime! You can see that it's dark now, and now you can just enjoy the night view when you go out. This night is low-key, mysterious, and noble, just like your temperament!"
He raised his eyebrows happily, and seemed a little moved by me.
I made persistent efforts, took his hand and said sadly: "You are so rich, when you go back, buy ten or twenty doll machines and put them in the studio, catch them every day, and everyone in the studio will watch you around. You catch it, how cool it is! When you catch a doll, it's like Prometheus, a living work of art! Not everyone knows how to appreciate art, except for those of us who really understand you. There is no bosom friend here, let's go !"
Song Pianran's praised beauty was about to go up in the sky, her hair didn't explode anymore, and she was in a better mood. She raised her chin noblely: "It makes sense."
"Mmmm!" I struck while the iron was hot, grabbed his hand and walked out.
At this time, a man and a woman came to a doll machine next to them, both wearing red scarves.
The boy said to the girl, "What's so good about Zhao Xiaoqian! Did you like him because he caught you a doll last week?"
The girl pouted, gripped the strap of her schoolbag tightly with both hands, and said shyly, "You can't even catch a baby, you don't deserve to like me."
The boy took off his schoolbag, threw it on the ground violently, and said aggressively: "I know! I used to be so useless, Lin Xiaoming, that I couldn't even catch a baby. No wonder you don't believe that I like you. He gave it to you. Did you catch one? I'll catch two for you today! Let you see who really loves you!"
The girl blushed, kicked her toes on the ground, and said, "Then if you catch two, I won't be with him."
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Is the entertainment life of elementary school students so rich now? All rose to the level of love.
I was still playing with mud when I was in elementary school! I thought holding hands with a girl would have a baby!
I shook my head and continued to pull Song Pianran out.
No, why can't Song Pianran pull it
I turned my face to look, Song Pianran's brows were tightly knit together, and her face was serious.
I pulled his clothes: "Boss, what's the matter?"
Song Pianran took out a hundred-yuan bill and slapped it on my chest: "Go buy coins, keep grabbing!"
?
Didn't you just listen to a love story in a rural primary school? Song Pianran, what was the stimulus? !
"Boss, don't..."
Song Pianran raised his hand to interrupt me. He glanced at me and said, "I'm not as trashy as Lin Xiaoming."
So what does this have to do with Lin Xiaoming? !
The trash next door, Lin Xiaoming, was fighting in front of the doll machine, and the girl stood by to cheer him on.
The red scarves on their chests are even more vivid.
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Song Pianran: If you love him, grab a baby for him, I learned
(Today, two more are combined into one chapter, very thick ~ long ~ Aruba meaning, if there are fairies who do not understand, you can Baidu [shy] by yourself)