Chapter 1476 Little Brother in the 1990s (25)

The white vest was a little tight on him, he was tall and his hands were long, and his shoulders and arms were full of thin tendons.

Looking at her, there are stars hidden in those gentle eyes.

In an instant, the little milk dog turned into an aggressive little wolf dog. At that moment, Xia Ling thought he was going to kiss her.

Brushing her teeth, Xia Ling's face was a little hot.

...

Small wontons, delicious fried dough sticks.

Even if Xia Ling suppressed the urge to gobble it up, he was hungry for too long, and his eating was not so refined!

This was probably the best meal this body had ever eaten in memory.

There are fried dough sticks, small wontons, and meat!

It is now 90 years, but living in the Su family, it is obviously the same era, but the Su family seems to be so far away from 90 years.

Xia Ling almost forgot what meat tastes like...

Han Jin looked at her, and gave half of her wonton to Xia Ling.

"Eat slowly, don't eat too much, or you will hurt your spleen and stomach. If you like it, I will buy it for you when I go back to the city."

Xia Ling was a little embarrassed, wiped the soup from her lips, and smiled at Han Jin.

It's not that she doesn't control it, it's just that she's too hungry, and her image has to be placed in the back row.

"..." So full of dog food, I obviously didn't eat it, what's the matter with my friend watching Han Jin and Xia Ling interacting, but feeling full?

My friend shuddered, I really couldn't bear Han Jin's appearance as a good man of twenty-four filial piety.

Obviously at school, she looked gentle and was actually very difficult to get close to, and she was always estranged and polite to others, why did she change her appearance when she was in front of this girl named Su Ying? It should really let those girls who pursue him so hard and fail, and fear that he will be a rock in the end, see that the rock will also bloom one day.

Han Jin ate half a bowl of wontons and some fritters.

Here, Han Jin saw that she was eating slowly, took out a brand new green fifty from her pocket, and handed it to Xia Ling.

"The first bus is at 9 o'clock. I have 50 yuan here. You take it and go to the city to find Aunt Bai, and wait for me to go back."

"Oh! Han Jin, are you really hiding something? My mother only gives me 20 meals a week, and you only pay 50. Local tycoon! I didn't expect that you are the hidden rich man!" A friend wailed With a loud voice, the eyes of the green ticket are shining.

Fifty... It's not that much, the zeros in her bank card, she used to be too lazy to count.

However, in the 1990s, Xia Ling only had 20 yuan for his whole body, which he stole from home.

Just looking at their meal for three mornings is already a luxury.

Fried dough sticks are bought a lot, at least five yuan for three people.

A bowl of wonton costs two yuan, and these three bowls also cost six yuan.

Xia Ling's twenty yuan is gone after breakfast...

Poor, really poor!

"I can't take this money. I came out of the house and took twenty yuan. I have it with me. You can keep it for yourself." Xia Ling shook her head and rejected Han Jin.

She took the bag from her bosom, which contained the account book and crumpled twenty yuan.

"Although I took the money, I will return it to them ten times when I make money." Xia Ling added seeing that Han Jin frowned.

Shaking his head, Han Jin took the crumpled paper ticket from her hand, and then gave her his brand new green paper ticket.

"You can't take the twenty yuan, do you know? If you let the little second uncle know that you are still alive and stole money from the family, he will also trouble you when he walks into the city. Once the thief's reputation is established, he will never stop. Can't wash it off."

Xia Ling: "I'm not..."

Xia Ling used to take it, and Han Jin used to steal it. What is the use of not admitting it is the behavior of a thief?