I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Hearing this, Wei Miao was a little surprised and said to the gentle middle-aged man:

"Uncle, can I read the newspaper?"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses had just rented the room and was a little surprised that Wei Miao could read.

Someone showed off:

"Teacher Sun, this is our little prodigy in the alley. He knows several foreign languages."

Mr. Sun's eyes lit up with interest, and he generously handed her the newspaper, then asked the people around him, "How did you learn it?"

"I learned it from the nuns in the church."

Mr. Sun felt sorry for the little boy who was reading the newspaper seriously.

Wei Miao read the contents of the newspaper at a glance, and became more suspicious.

Logically speaking, Dong Ergou's story was quite sensational. There were many newspapers in Shen City, big and small, and they would definitely report on this strange news.

But there was no movement.

I don't know why it was only reported today. The newspaper only wrote that they were bitten by wild cats and dogs, but did not report what happened in the basement.

It can be seen that someone deliberately concealed it.

For some reason, Wei Miao thought of the half piece of cherry blossom bronze medal in his hand.

She looked away, handed the newspaper back to Mr. Sun respectfully with both hands, and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Sun."

Someone couldn't wait to ask, "Is it Mr. Dong who came to your house to cause trouble?"

Wei Miao shook his head and said innocently:

"It's vague, and the photo isn't clear. I've only met Mr. Dong twice, and I don't remember."

Others were a little disappointed, but they were more convinced that it was Mr. Dong. After all, it was a very satisfying ending when the bad guys were punished by God.

Wei Miao said goodbye to a few uncles and turned around to see Mrs. Dong leaning against the door of the hair salon.

Wei Miao found that the way she looked at him was a little strange.

Before she had time to think about it, she saw Grandma Cui waving at her.

When Wei Miao passed by, Grandma Cui said:

"Sister Mary said the candles you gave to the church were good, may God bless you."

After saying that, Grandma Cui made the sign of the cross on her chest, closed her eyes and prayed. Many fish wanted to speak, but Sister Lan covered their mouths and warned them with her eyes.

After Grandma Cui finished praying, Wei Miao said:

"Grandma, next time you go to church, I'll go with you. I miss Sister Mary."

Before Grandma Cui could answer, a shirtless man in his forties came out of her room, rubbing his eyes and yelling:

"Mom, are the scallion pancakes I ordered ready?"

After he said that, he looked at Wei Miao and the other brats with a bad look.

Grandma Cui waved to Wei Miao and the others quickly. When she saw them walking away, she turned back and said to her son Cui Liping:

"You're going to tire your mother to death. Forty scallion pancakes can be made in a short time."

"Then hurry up, I promised my brothers to bring it to them." Cui Liping covered his mouth and yawned.

"If you had paid more attention to me than to these little brats, I would have made a fortune long ago."

Grandma Cui looked at the burns on her hands that had not yet healed, sighed quietly, and started making scallion pancakes with swift hands and feet.

On the way, many fish asked Wei Miao in confusion:

"Ah Miao, why is Grandma Cui so kind to his son when he is so vicious?"

Sister Xu Lan also looked at Wei Miao with some confusion. In her opinion, children must be filial to their parents and obey their words.

She had only seen Cui Liping bossing his elders around.

Wei Miao only had an epiphany about the relationship between parents and children after Wei Ada was injured, so naturally he couldn't give any profound answers.

“Maybe this is the way they get along.”

The three young children were all very confused, but were soon attracted and dazzled by the bustle of the street.

Passing by the vegetable market he had been to last time, Wei Miao wanted to go in to buy meat, vegetables and other things.

Sister Xu Lan tried to stop him and advised:

"Ah Miao, my aunt brought so many things, please don't waste them."

Wei Miao held up a dollar in his hand and said, "My mother has instructed that this money must be spent."

Many Fish rolled their eyes for a while, then put their arms around Wei Miao's neck and said with a smile:

"A Miao, let's buy some lotus roots."

Wei Miao has grown a little taller these days, but he is still not as tall as many fish.

She broke free from the clutches of Manyuyu and looked at the fierce woman with her hands on her hips who was buying lotus roots in front of her. She knew that Manyuyu was still brooding over the last false accusation.

So he found fifty cents in his pocket, handed it to her and said, "Go ahead."

Sister Xu Lan failed to stop her, and finally said to Wei Miao: "You and auntie should just spoil her, she will become more and more unruly."

Autumn is the season for eating lotus roots. Shanghai has a lot of water and is adjacent to Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Lotus root is now on the table and its price is slightly higher than that of potatoes.

Wei Miao bought two pounds of pork with more fat than lean meat, as well as soybean oil, salt and other things, and many other household items. He only stopped when he had spent all his money.

Sister Xu Lan couldn't stop it, and kept muttering to Wei Miao:

"You and Duoyu, once you go out, no one can control you. It's so hard to make money nowadays."

Wei Miao smiled and just looked at the many fish chatting with the stall owner.

Everyone has things that they care about, and if there is a chance to let go, it is naturally good.

She didn't want to wait until the fish grew up and recalled the unbearable scenes of their childhood every time they looked at the lotus roots.

She was full of expectations, but when she saw the many fish coming back with several pieces of lotus roots wrapped in mud, Wei Miao was a little surprised.

Sister Xu Lan pouted and asked Manyuyu: "Didn't you say you would give her a good show?"

Many fish were carrying lotus roots, their dark red faces were smiling brightly:

"When will I give her a lesson?"

Sister Xu Lan choked, snorted, turned around and walked outside.

The three of them squeezed in the crowd and finally left the market after a while. Many fish were carrying lotus roots. The little adults sighed and said:

"I wanted to negotiate a good price, pick the right lotus root nodes, and then tell her that their lotus roots weren't as good as the ones next door. But I turned around and bought the ones next door at a higher price, which pissed her off!"

Wei Miao asked, "Then why did you change your mind?"

Many fish looked at the lotus roots tied with straw in their hands and said:

"Her lotus roots are better than the ones next door. They must be fresh ones dug out this morning."

After she finished speaking, she grinned with great pride:

"I told her about what happened last time, but she had forgotten it a long time ago. But she still gave me an extra piece of lotus root as an apology."

After saying this, she ran towards the sun, in the direction of where her boat was docked.

Sister Xu Lan muttered, "Crazy!"

Wei Miao felt emotional in his heart. Even a ten-year-old child knew that livelihood was more important than face.

With the anger in my heart, I have to bow to the meanness of life. In such a world, I have to try my best to survive and grow up.

As for dreams and the future, they are things out of reach.

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Happy New Year’s Eve everyone.

It's a double-open book. Due to a cold and the New Year, I haven't updated much in the past few days. I will make up for it later.