Reborn Financial Overlord

"how did you do that?"

"How did you do it?" Shen Jiannan asked in surprise.

"Heart. How did you do it?"

"I want to tell you that Luohua intends to flow ruthlessly, and this heart is mine, so don't have any extravagant thoughts."

Lu Xinyue was so angry that she rolled her eyes and said.

"Shameless. Who cares?"

This is very hypocritical.

Because although Lu Xinyue said that she was not rare, her eyes were looking straight at the heart washed out of the spoon.

Shen Jiannan didn't point it out either, he said regretfully.

"It's fine if you don't care about it. I was planning to teach you, but who knows that you don't like my heart."

Too lazy to pay attention to Shen Jiannan's pun, Lu Xinyue said hastily.

"How. Teach me."

"You like this heart?"

"like."

If it was an ordinary girl who would have blushed by Shen Jiannan's molestation like this, Lu Xinyue would be fine, saying that she likes it is no different from talking about eating.

What can Shen Jiannan do.

He has nothing to do when he meets such a guy who is as shameless as himself.

"It's good!"

With that said, Shen Jiannan took the spoon and put it under the water pipe again. Under the washing of the water, he divided his thumb and index finger, and the shape of a heart was washed out immediately.

The shape of the heart was slowly expanding, and Lu Xinyue's eyes were shining brightly.

She also learned how to behave.

result...

Naturally it was a failure.

Water is still water, spoon is still spoon.

"Ha ha!"

Shen Jiannan laughed unkindly. He had learned this trick for a long time to pick up girls. How could Lu Xinyue know it at a glance.

Laughter is sometimes the greatest irony.

As soon as Shen Jiannan canceled Lu Xinyue's anger, she snatched the spoon from Shen Jiannan's hand and took it into her hand.

Shen Jiannan didn't care either, this little trick was all skill and had nothing to do with spoons.

But soon Shen Jiannan was dumbfounded.

Lu Xinyue took a spoon and dipped gently into the water, her heart burst out immediately.

Chapter 34 A Letter

Under the water pipe, the stainless steel spoon forms a big heart shape under the impact of the water flow.

Very clear and transparent.

Shen Jiannan was speechless. It took him several weeks to learn this little trick.

Lu Xinyue saw the speechlessness on Shen Jiannan's face, so she didn't seem to see the speechlessness on Shen Jiannan's face.

"It's that simple, I thought it was so difficult."

What can Shen Jiannan do with this 99-point pretense? He can only roll his eyes.

Immediately, Lu Xinyue's eyes narrowed into crescents with a smile.

She likes to see Shen Jiannan deflated, it gives her a special sense of accomplishment.

"Am I very good?"

"so so."

"Look at how pure and transparent my heart is."

"Why, want to give it to me?"

"You made a mistake, it should be returned to you."

Lu Xinyue was right.

Indeed, it should be returned instead of given away. The spoon in her hand belonged to Shen Jiannan.

The four eyes meet for a moment.

No one spoke again.

Suddenly, the two smiled at each other.

Shen Jiannan stretched out his hand, while Lu Xinyue's hand was still holding the spoon.

The two hands gradually touched together, one was slightly cold, and the other was moderately warm.

Shen Jiannan's spoon returned to his hand, but it had an extra heart shape compared to when it was snatched by Lu Xinyue.

A transparent heart shape, a heart shape washed by water.

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Time will never stop, and the years will not leave a sound.

In the passing of time, the most important festival of the year, the Spring Festival, is coming.

New year.

Some people are happy, some people are worried.

In the eyes of children, being able to celebrate the New Year means that they can wear new clothes and get lucky money, but simple-minded children still don't understand how much pressure the New Year has on adults.

Zhongzhou Province, Shenjia Village.

The children who had the winter vacation ran and chased around, and the faces of the children who put on new clothes in advance were full of joy before the festival.

The little faces were flushed with cold, but no matter how cold the weather was, the joy of putting on new clothes could not be suppressed.

"Ring bell bell!"

The bell of the bicycle came, and the children who were running and playing suddenly flashed away.

An outsider came to the village, a young man in a green overcoat and a green leather jacket, riding a [-]-bar bicycle with two large green parcels on the back of the bicycle.

Postman, this is the postman who comes to the village to deliver letters.

The children who were chasing and playing cheered, as if they saw sugar, they stuck to the back of the postman's bicycle and ran, because they knew that among the letters delivered by the postman, there might be letters from their relatives from afar.

Shenjia Village is not big, and the postman delivered the letters to the recipients' homes one by one while the children were chasing them.

Whenever the recipient smiles and holds the letter over a cigarette, the postman will take the cigarette with a smile and chat first.

Soon, the young postman rode his bicycle to the gate of a courtyard in the easternmost part of Buntou.

Yellow wooden doors, yellow windows, mud yards, fence walls.

Corn cobs are hanging everywhere in the yard, and a few big flower chickens are pecking at the corn on the ground.

A very ordinary, very common, and very poor family.

The young postman stopped his bicycle with his legs crossed, and he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Auntie, there's a letter from your college student."

In an instant, there was a reaction in the yard, and a slightly excited voice shouted before seeing anyone.

"Mom. My brother's letter."

The sound falls, the person is now.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl ran out from the inner courtyard. She wore a big braid that looked like a twist. When she ran, the braid swung back and forth like a small tail.

Then, another middle-aged woman in shabby clothes came out of the house.

She walked quickly, with a smile on her wrinkled face.

The girl who arrived at the door first took the letter from the postman, and the woman who hadn't left the yard hurriedly greeted her.

"Dongzi. Come in and have some tea."

"Next time. Your college student sent it."

With that said, the postman took out another money order and handed it to the woman who walked outside.

The people around who heard the words "college students" came out to join in the fun immediately booed.

"Sister-in-law, the college student sent you money back!"

"You have to go to the town tomorrow to buy more meat. I honor you for this."

"Ha ha!"

"How much did you send?"

"..."

The smile on the woman's wrinkled face grew wider.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"I'll be good, five thousand!"

"It's five thousand!"

"College students are amazing."

The faces of the literate people around changed after seeing the amount on the remittance slip.

Shock, envy, and even a hint of jealousy.

Women were also shocked.

She didn't know how much money was remitted on the remittance slip before, and her hands trembled after knowing the specific figure.

This is five thousand!

"Sister-in-law, you have to buy a pig for Chinese New Year."

"This boss is really promising."

"College students are just different."

"Tomorrow I have to go to the street to buy a new set of clothes."

"I have to pull a new piece of cloth, and the whole family needs to add a new set."

"..."

The booing gradually dissipated, and the woman who returned to the house could not be calm for a long time.

She asked the braided girl who was squatting at the door and reading the letter.

"Meizi, did your brother really send five thousand?"

Meizi, who was busy reading the letter, took a look at the deposit slip handed over. The capitalized five thousand and 5000 were not 5000 yuan.

With her daughter's confirmation, the woman's wrinkled face showed both excitement and worry, joy and nostalgia.

Suddenly, she remembered that there was still a letter.

Carefully put the deposit slip in the cabinet in the back room, the woman asked.

"What did your brother say, read it to me."

Meizi, who had already read the letter, smiled, it was not the first time she helped her mother read the letter, she cleared her throat and read.

"My lord mother said: