With only two months left to live, the contract girlfriend cried like crazy

"Young man, this is three yuan each."

The old man had a friendly smile on his face.

"Three yuan?"

Lin Xun had woven such dragonflies before. Although it didn't cost much, it was very time-consuming. It took at least an hour to weave such a dragonfly. How could it only cost three yuan?

"How about two yuan..."

Seeing Lin Xun stunned, the old man thought the price was too expensive, so he hurriedly lowered the price. He sold one when he came here early this morning.

"You misunderstood. Isn't it too cheap to sell it for three yuan?" Lin Xun hurriedly explained.

"Nowadays, few young people in the city like this kind of thing. I rushed here early in the morning and sold one. It was bought by a little girl."

The old man shook his head bitterly.

"I can't help it. I'm old and useless, and I don't have any skills. In fact, I don't make much money with three yuan. I rushed here from my hometown and took the bus. It costs four yuan for a round trip. I only sold one today."

"If you want to buy it, I'll sell it to you for two yuan. At least I won't lose money..."

Looking at the old man's appearance, Lu Manman felt very sad.

Only a few yuan for a day's work?

It's hard to imagine that there are still such old people now.

Then Lu Manman took out some 100 yuan cash from her bag and put it on the old man's stall.

"Take this money and go home early."

"Ah, girl, what are you doing? I don't want it."

The old man panicked and waved his hand hurriedly.

"Aren't you setting up a stall to make money? If I give you money, you don't have to set up a stall." Lu Manman stared at the old man blankly.

"No, I don't want it. It's not easy for you young people to make money. How can I take your money for no reason? Girl, take it back."

The old man seemed to feel that his hands were dirty. After wiping the money on his clothes, he took it and handed it back to Lu Manman.

"This...Lin Xun..."

Lu Manman was very puzzled and looked at Lin Xun with a puzzled face.

Lin Xun glanced at Lu Manman and said slowly: "You take it."

"But..." Lu Manman wanted to say something.

"It's okay, you take it."

"Okay..."

In the end, Lu Manman still took the money.

After a pause, Lin Xun looked at the old man:

"Grandpa, how many dragonflies do you have here? I'll buy them all. You can charge them at three yuan each."

Hearing this, the old man's face lit up, and he stood up tremblingly, putting down the half-woven dragonfly in his hand:

"Do you want all of them? In fact, you can just buy one, they are all the same."

"It's like this, I think these dragonflies you knitted are very beautiful, I want to buy them and give them to my friends."

These dragonflies will be very popular with the children in the orphanage if they are taken back to them?

"So that's the case. Okay, thank you then."

The old man nodded, then took out a bag and packed them.

"There are eleven in total, just give me thirty yuan."

Lin Xun took out thirty yuan from his pocket and took the small bag handed over by the old man.

"Grandpa gives it to you, I'll take this dragonfly."

Seeing Lin Xun take the small bag, the old man took the money with confidence, then carefully took out a red cloth bag from his arms and put the money in it.

Lin Xun put the small bag in his cardboard box, then stood up.

"Thank you, young man, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

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"Why didn't he take my money?"

After leaving the stall, Lu Manman was still very confused.

"It's very simple, because their generation is like this, never taking other people's things for free."

Lin Xun thought of his grandmother.

She had been taught this way since she was a child. She said that one should be clean and honest, and should not take things that do not belong to him. If he has the ability, he should help others more...

"Giving him money may seem like a good deed, but in their eyes, it is no different from giving them alms. Alms only happen to beggars. Although the old man only makes a few dollars a day, he is not begging in essence, but doing business. Although the money he gets is small, it is clean and he feels at ease when using it."

"So that's the case. Wasn't it very rude for me to do that just now?"

Lu Manman frowned. She had never thought of this reason.

"It's okay. I don't think the old man would care."

"Okay..."

Listening to the two chatting, Qi Bin, who was following behind, looked disdainful.

In his opinion, these were just the thoughts of some poor people, and they were not presentable at all..

As expected, the poor have their reasons for being poor.

"There seems to be a Sichuan restaurant in front, it looks pretty good, let's go take a look?"

Lin Xun pointed to a restaurant called "Sichuan Spicy Style" in front and said.

This Sichuan restaurant on the street has a unique appearance. The storefront is not big, but it exudes a simple and warm atmosphere.

The vermilion door is inlaid with a copper handle, and a plaque with "Sichuan Fragrance Overflowing" is hung on the door. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful. There are several pots of lush green plants on both sides of the door, adding a bit of vitality and freshness to this hot store.

The roof is blue-gray tiles, stacked layer by layer, and staggered. A row of red lanterns hang under the eaves, making the entire Sichuan restaurant particularly eye-catching.

"Look at this decoration style is quite unique, the taste of the dishes should not be bad, right?" Lu Manman nodded.

"It's OK, but..."

Before Qi Bin finished speaking, Lu Manman had already pulled Lin Xun in.

Qi Bin clenched his fists. Why did he feel like air?

He should have stood next to Lu Manman today!

Qi Bin suppressed his anger and was about to follow him in when his phone rang.

Looking at the incoming call, Qi Bin fell into deep thought, his face full of uncertainty, his finger stayed on the red reject button, and was about to press it, but after a few seconds he chose to connect.

"Qi Bin, I didn't expect you to choose to connect, hehe..."

The voice on the phone was very strange, neither male nor female, and it was obviously processed.

"I seem to have made it clear last time? You are really brave." Qi Bin sneered.

"Hehe... Since you chose to answer this call, does that mean that your attitude is not as clear as you said last time? Otherwise, you would have reported this matter to Mr. Lin a long time ago, right?"

"Hehe..."

The laughter on the phone was very creepy.

"It's not too late for me to tell Mr. Lin now, right? In our opinion, you are just rats in the gutter who are afraid to see the light."

"Then what are you? Do you think of yourself as a cat hunting rats? Hehe..."

Qi Bin, do you really think that everything you have now is won by your own strength? You are just relying on the Lin family. Without the Lin family, you are nothing... Hehe..."

"Shut up!"

Qi Bin held the phone tightly, as if he was hit on the heart.

"Qi Bin, I know what you are thinking, but do you think you can really get the favor of Mr. Lin? Hehehe..."

Qi Bin's pupils shrank instantly when he heard this.

"Of course I know this, and you, a stinky rat, don't need to tell me, but as long as that person never shows up, who can know the result?"

Qi Bin's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.