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360 seven

The book area of ​​the supermarket can generally be divided into three types: children's books, magazines, and special books.

It's a pity that Mr. Bai, who doesn't visit the supermarket often, got lost in the children's book area and couldn't find the exit.

After walking around the cabinet several times, a five or six-year-old boy finally couldn't look down, grabbed Mr. Bai's clothes, and asked, "Uncle, what are you looking for?"

Mr. Bai patted the boy's head, thought for a while, and decided to tell the truth, "Book."

"There are books here," the boy pointed to the densely packed cabinets next to him, and asked again, "What kind are you looking for? I'll help you."

"Hehe," Mr. Bai pursed his lips and smiled, and asked, "Is there any better book?"

The boy got up from the ground, pulled Mr. Bai and walked to the side. Mr. Bai saw that the boy's pants were covered with dust, so he patted them for him. The boy turned his head and smiled and said, "Thank you uncle."

"No thanks." Mr. Bai was slightly startled, and looked at the boy with scrutiny, wondering why the boy was so polite...

He and his son Bai Runze are simply two species.

360 eight

Zheng He went downstairs with big bags and small parcels, glanced over and saw Mr. Bai propped up by the counter with one hand and holding a book in the other, but what is that light yellow ball of hair next to him?

"Mr. Bai!" Zheng He shouted, "Come and help me get things."

"Okay," Mr. Bai came over, and the ball of yellow came along with the bluff. Mr. Bai took the things and asked in surprise, "Why is it so heavy?"

"The ones I choose are all well-made commercials, and my mother believes in these things that always appear on TV."

"Oh, what else do I need to buy?"

"That's enough." After Zheng He finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the light yellow ball. It turned out to be a child wearing yellow chicken clothes. The boy's eyes were big and round, except for a red spot about half a palm from the eyes to the cheekbones. Scars aside, it's really cute.

"He is?" Zheng He looked at the child and asked.

"Just met." Mr. Bai said.

The child said childishly and in the tone of an adult: "We are friends."

Zheng He liked the child's appearance, knelt down and handed him a toffee, and said, "Thank you for taking care of my Mr. Bai, what's your name?"

The child looked at Zheng He vigilantly, and shook his head: "Chenchen can tell you my name, but Chenchen doesn't eat food from strangers."

It turned out that his name was Chenchen... Zheng He understood it, and said with a smile: "Look, you and him are good friends." Zheng He pointed to Mr. Bai, and said, "Then I am also good friends with him, since you and him are good friends. Friends, then you and I should also be friends, how can you not accept things given by friends?"

Chenchen looked distressed, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation of the toffee, and politely took the candy over, holding it tightly in her hand.

Zheng He saw that Chenchen was here alone, so he asked, "Where's your mother?"

Chenchen blinked: "Mom? Mom is in the clouds."

Zheng He and Mr. Bai looked at each other, Zheng He covered his mouth and whispered: 【Could it be that his mother died? ] Mr. Bai nodded lightly: [It should be. 】

"What about your father? We're leaving in a while. It's not safe for you to stay here alone. We'll take you to him." Zheng He felt distressed, rummaged in his pocket, found two bags of snacks, and stuffed them in Chenchen's little hands.

Chenchen tore open the snacks, dunked the cream with her fingers to eat, and said vaguely with her fingers in her mouth: "Father and mother walked together, my aunt is here, she came after get off work."

Zheng He looked up, and suddenly saw a middle-aged female tour guide rushing over, and hit Chenchen on the head when she came up: "Didn't you tell me to wait for me at the door? Why are you so disobedient!"

Chenchen pursed her mouth, tears were in her eyes, but she was strong enough not to let them flow out.

Mr. Bai frowned slightly.

Zheng He stepped forward and explained: "This matter has nothing to do with Chenchen, it's our fault. My friend couldn't find a book, so I asked Chenchen to come over to help, and then I asked him to come over and say a few more words. In fact, I have been sitting obediently at the door."

The shopping guide looked Zheng He up and down for a moment, then asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"I..." Zheng He was a little embarrassed. He had appeared in the newspaper a few days ago. Could it be that he should take off the mask on his face now and tell him: 'I am Zheng He'.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zheng He couldn't think of a reason, so Zheng He randomly chose the most suspicious and blank explanation: "We are not bad people, don't worry."

The shopping guide didn't say anything else, and dragged Chenchen away. The well-behaved Chenchen turned her head and waved at the two of them, but the woman forcibly pushed her hand down, and half dragged and half dragged her into the staff lounge.

Zheng He looked at the back of the senior and junior leaving, feeling a little emotional: "Chenchen is really obedient, obedient and sensible, I didn't expect his parents to... Sigh, but I think his aunt doesn't seem to treat him very well. Looks good."

Mr. Bai gave a faint 'hmm' and didn't say anything further.

Zheng He turned his head and asked suspiciously: "Why, don't you have any feelings?"

"What's the matter?" Mr. Bai ignored Zheng He's waist and went downstairs, regardless of the fact that it was in public, "I still don't know what my mother looks like."

360 nine

Mr. Bai was accompanied by Jiezi, Chen Ming and dy all the year round. During this period of time, there was a big change in the western district, and there were inevitably a few unsightly things, so he brought seven or eight more, adding up to four more cars. .

Zheng He thought that there were too many cars anyway, so he tossed the furniture he had packed in the apartment a while ago into the trunk and put it in the trunk.

Jiezi didn't know the cause and effect, and thought that Zheng He was simply packing Mr. Bai's things into his home for cheap. From the moment he entered the house, he put red wine and ivory cups on each side of the box. Zheng He didn't care. Know what he's doing, and ask Chen Ming to pull him out so he doesn't make trouble.

Jiezi thought that his self-esteem had been thwarted, and once he got close to someone, he would lose his shape, so when packing the boxes, he surrounded Zheng He again and mocked, "What do you mean?" You, can't you be more upscale? You used a car worth a million yuan to hold these junks, and I brought them over. Those are expensive things, much better than your wooden tables and chairs. "

"What do I pretend to do, and my parents don't need it."

"You don't care if he needs it or not, just take it first, and use it as a decoration."

Zheng He waved his hand: "Come on, I want to take those things back. My dad might still be muttering about me behind my back. It doesn't take that trouble. I just think it's a pity to lose them, and it's not worth a lot of money after selling them."

Jiezi clicked his tongue twice, and said, "Bai Dong, how did you mistreat Zheng He? You still care about such a small amount of money. His furniture is not enough for us to pay for gas."

Mr. Bai thinks that Zheng He's careful calculation is very good. Although he often makes some ridiculous things, it often makes him feel very down-to-earth and realistic. Therefore, Mr. Bai glanced at Jiezi gently. , said: "Chen Ming, you go and sit in the car next to me, and diverge from Jiezi."

Jiezi was in a hurry: "Bai Dong! You can't do this, my dear Ming Ming and I are anxious not to leave Meng, and Meng does not leave home, do you know that you were punished by God for beating mandarin ducks!"

"God's punishment? Hmph." Mr. Bai turned around and got into the car.

Jiezi: "..."

He felt he was being mocked.