Chapter 1476： Little Brother in the 1990s (25)

Chapter 1476 Little Brother in the Nineties (25)

The white vest was a bit tight on him, with a tall hand and thin skinny tendons on his shoulders and arms.

Looking at her, the stars are hidden in those gentle eyes.

Instantly changed from a small milk dog to an aggressive little wolf dog. At that moment, Xia Ling thought he was going to kiss her.

Brushing her teeth, Xia Ling's face was a little hot.

...

Small cricket, scorching and delicious churros.

Even if Xia Ling pressed the urge to gobble, she was hungry for too long, and she wasn't so gentle!

This is probably the best meal the body has ever eaten.

There are fried dough sticks, and there is also a small bun, there is meat!

It is now 90 years, but it is possible to live in the Su family. It is obviously the same era, but the Su family seems to be so far away from the 90 years.

Xia Ling quickly forgot what the taste of meat is ...

Han Jin looked at her and dialed half of her sister-in-law to Xia Ling.

"Eat slowly, don't eat too much, or you will hurt your spleen and stomach. I like to go back to the city and buy it for you."

Xia Ling was a little embarrassed. She wiped the soup on her lips and smiled at Han Jin.

It's not that she doesn't control it, she's really hungry too much, her image has to be back row.

"..." Well-fed dog food. I didn't eat it. My friend looked at Han Jin and Xia Ling interacting, but what happened?

A friend shivered, and couldn't stand Han Jin's twenty-four filial piety.

Obviously, it's hard to get close to seeing tenderness in school. It's kind of alienating to others. How did it change in front of this girl named Su Ying? Really let those girls who are struggling to pursue him fail, and finally afraid that he is a stone, see that the stone had a day of flowering.

Han Jin ate half a bowl of ravioli and ate some fritters.

Here, Han Jin watched her eating slowly, took out a brand new green fifty from her pocket, and handed it to Xia Ling.

"The first bus is at 9 o'clock. I have 50 yuan here. You take it and go to the city to find Aunt Bai and wait for me to return."

"Oh! Han Jin, you are so secretive? My mother only gave me 20 yuan a week for meals, and you only got 50 for this. Local tyrant! I never thought that you were the hidden rich!" He sighed, staring at the green ticket with his eyes cleared.

Fifty ... It's not that much. Zero in her bank card. She used to be too lazy to count.

However, in the 90's, Xia Ling had only twenty dollars in his whole body and stole it from his home.

It was extravagant just to watch them three mornings.

You buy more churros, at least three people buy five yuan.

Save two dollars for a bowl, and these three bowls cost six yuan.

Xia Ling, for twenty dollars, would be gone after breakfast ...

Poor is really poor!

"I can't ask for this money. I came out of the house and took twenty dollars. I have it, you can keep it for yourself." Xia Ling shook her head and rejected Han Jin.

She took the bag from her arms. The bag contained the hukou book and crumpled twenty dollars.

"Although I took the money, I will give them back ten times as soon as I make money." Xia Ling added that Han Jin frowned.

Shaking her head, Han Jin took the crumpled paper ticket from her hand and stuffed her with her new green paper ticket.

"You ca n’t take the twenty dollars, do you know? If you let the second uncle know that you are still alive and you stole the money from the house, he will trouble you when he walks into the city. Can't wash it off. "

Xia Ling: "I am not ..."

Xia Ling took it, Han Jin stole it. What a thief is doing, what's the use of not admitting it?

(End of this chapter)