Quick wear: Help!The ace female supporting role overturned!

Wu Rui walked to the freezer, took an old popsicle, and ate it happily. She walked to the counter, took out the remote control from the drawer on the far right, turned on the TV, tuned to the entertainment channel, and began her leisurely life of looking at the shop.

After a while, a barefoot child appeared at the door. Wu Rui didn't quite know who it was. After all, the original owner had been studying outside and rarely came back when he grew up.

The child was dirty and had a hairpin on his head. He sneaked in at the door and saw that the person sitting behind the counter was not the kind uncle Jiu's wife, but a strange and beautiful older sister. Some of them were afraid to come in. .

The dirty kid poked his head out not far from the door and then quickly retracted, swaying his arms and legs, as if this way he would not be seen by the big sister inside.

Wu Rui looked at this child who was hiding his ears and wanted to laugh.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Wu Rui sat on the chair behind the counter, her feet in slippers stepping hard and loosely on the wooden board under the counter. The chair also swayed, looking like she was carefree.

Hearing the big sister inside suddenly shouting, the dirty kid hid back against the wall, motionless in fear.

Wu Rui looked at the sudden appearance of Qingtianguo by the window. Knowing that the child was hiding under the window, she quietly stopped the chair, stood up, and walked to the window in large but quiet steps.

Sure enough, the dirty kid was standing there nervously, his little body trying to shrink into a straight line.

"Hey!" Wu Rui made a sound quietly by the window.

The dirty kid looked up and saw the beautiful sister just now by the window. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously ran away with a dollar in his hand.

"You! You, you, you, you!" Wu Rui said hurriedly.

"Stop, don't run!"

The dirty kid stood on the concrete floor in front of the small shop as if he had braked suddenly, without turning around or running away, as if he had a bug.

"Turn around." Wu Rui continued.

The child didn't move, his back was still facing Wu Rui, and he didn't even move his little hand holding a dollar.

Wu Rui walked out of the small shop and walked up to Dirty Child.

The child moved and turned slightly sideways, a little shy, not wanting to face the fragrant big sister. His toes were slightly curled up, trying to hide his little black feet.

Wu Rui squatted down with her hands on her knees, "Which family are you from?"

The child lowered his head, pursed his lips, and whispered something.

"Huh? Which family are you from? Please speak louder, my sister can't hear you clearly."

"I'm from the Wu family." The child's voice was indeed a little louder.

"Wu family? Then you are from the same family as me. Do you know the name of your grandfather or father?"

Wu Rui pointed to the small shop again, "Or do you know what you call the owner of this small shop?"

The child looked in the direction of Wu Rui's finger, looked at Wu Rui again, and continued to whisper, "My grandfather's name is Wu Haiquan, and my father's name is Wu Deming."

The child looked at the small shop and said, "I call the grandpa in there Mr. Jiu Shu."

Wu Rui straightened up, clasped her hands on her chin, with a distressed expression on her face, and muttered, "Mr. Jiu Shu? Wu Haiquan? Wu Deming? The name Deming is not familiar, but the name Haiquan is quite familiar." familiar."

Wu Rui turned her eyes left and right and continued to mutter, trying to wake up her sleeping memory.

"Haiquan... Haiquan... Oh, I know, Uncle Haiquan!" Wu Rui had a flash of inspiration and finally got the name right.

"So he calls my grandfather Jiu Shu Gongtai. His grandfather is the same generation as my father, so this child should call me aunt."

Wu Rui continued to half-squat and said to the child, "Sister said it wrong just now. No, aunt said it wrong just now. You should call me 'aunt', do you know?"

The dirty kid lowered his head again and hesitated to scream.

"You should call me 'aunt'. The grandfather you call uncle Jiu is my biological grandfather, do you understand?"

The child made no sound, but nodded slightly.

"Okay, I won't tease you. Do you want to buy anything from our small shop?" Wu Rui greeted this little guest with a smile on her face.

Seeing that the child refused to speak, Wu Rui gently held the child's shoulders with both hands and took him back to the small shop.

"Okay, I won't ask you anymore. You can see for yourself what you want to buy."

The child looked at the snacks in front of him and relaxed.

Look left, look right, it seems like you want to have them all.

Holding a dollar in both hands, he placed it on his chest, looking left and right, as if he was weighing how to distribute it.

Wu Rui sat on the chair behind the counter. Seeing the child in such distress, she couldn't help but said again, "Who gave you this dollar? Do you want to use it up?"

The dirty kid replied in a low voice, "My grandpa."

Wu Rui raised her eyebrows, knowing that they were probably left-behind children raised in the village.

He looked to his left and took the box next to him.

"Do you want to play our new scratch-off ticket? For two cents a time, you can win toys or snacks." After saying that, he shook his head.

The child was indeed fascinated, and he didn't hesitate to buy some snacks, and handed a dollar to Wu Rui.

"I want one."

Wu Rui took the one dollar, smiled, took out the drawer, took a five-cent note, three ten-cent notes, and handed them back to the child.

After the child took the change, Wu Rui opened the box again and showed the child the scratch-off tickets inside, "You can draw it yourself, you can only draw one. Don't say I fooled you, whether it is good or bad, you draw it yourself. "

The child nodded, stretched out his dirty little hand, and pulled out a scratch-off ticket from the middle of the box.

After taking the scratch tickets, he carefully put the money in his hand back into his small pocket. He stopped leaning against the counter, walked around the counter, walked to the wooden sofa farthest from Wu Rui, faced the light, and carefully used his own money. scraping fingernails.

After scraping the whole thing, he puffed up his cheeks and blew off all the silver debris on it. Looking at the three words exposed, the child was a little confused.

Although Wu Rui said nothing, she had been quietly paying attention to the child.

"Come here, Auntie will help you see if you have won the prize."

The child obediently held the scratch-off ticket, stood on tiptoes in front of the counter, and handed the scratch-off ticket to Wu Rui.

"Congratulations, little guest, you won the fifth prize. Wait a minute and let me see what the fifth prize is."

Wu Rui took the scratch-off box and read the instructions inside.

"The fifth prize is a small water gun." Wu Rui said as she took a small water gun from the bag next to her and gave it to the child. "You can only play with water after you go out. You can't point it at other people's eyes." Eyes shot, do you know?"

The child nodded obediently, took the water gun with both hands, carefully put it into the small pocket on his back, and took out two cents with some understanding, and put it on the counter.

"I also want a scratch-off ticket."

Wu Rui smiled, holding the box and letting him pick another one.

The child scratched it open directly on the counter and handed it to Wu Rui to see.

"This time it's a consolation prize. Let me look at it. It's a small balloon."

Wu Rui took an uninflated small balloon from the side and handed it to the child, "You have to blow this up yourself or you can fill it with water and play with it."

The child took it with some frustration and took out the sixty cents in his small pocket, hesitating a little.

There was a smile on the corner of Wu Rui's mouth. Seeing the child in distress and looking a little impatient, Wu Rui persuaded him.

"Aren't you here to buy food? If all the money is spent, there will be no snacks to eat."

Only then did the child remember his purpose, and quickly picked out two large spicy slices, a small ham sausage, and a small popsicle, leaving himself only a dime of pocket money, his dirty little feet dangling. He ran out with a bang.

I don’t know whether to go home or go find my friends to show off his little water gun.