Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 583 - The Most Romantic Thing
"Are you rich?" Grandma Wang raised her eyes and looked at Tongtong.

"Yes!" Tongtong immediately took out the two small cloth heads from the school bag, and flashed them in front of Grandma Wang, "The big one has 20 yuan in it, which should be enough. The small one will buy these books."

After Tongtong finished speaking, she pushed "Folk Tales" and "Children's Era" in front of Grandma Wang.

It turned out that Grandma Wang was worried that she had no money!
Tong Tong couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, his eyes slid past Grandma Wang's gaze, and looked at the two little cloth heads.

She came prepared!

Huh?Tongtong suddenly thought of something, and his eyes fell on those "Folk Tales" and "Children's Era".

When she returned the book just now, she forgot to ask the class teacher, when did she buy this book, and will the price increase?

Tongtong blinked involuntarily, then shifted her eyes to the little cloth bun, and made a decision in her heart.

Today I mainly came to buy "The Complete Works of Xi Murong".

At worst, she will just make up for it and buy fewer copies of "Folk Tales" and "Children's Era", or buy them next time.

That's it.

Tongtong raised her hand and grabbed the long ponytail at the back of her head, raised her head, and looked at Grandma Wang.

Those firm little eyes!Grandma Wang pursed her lips. What was the child thinking just now?

She knew this child, since three years ago, when she brought her father to buy books for the first time, she remembered it.

Tong Shuai, that is a handsome boy!

The point is, the child's mother Zhan Yun, she knew, oh no, to be precise, she grew up watching her.

It didn't seem right, she just watched Zhanyun's birth, and when she grew up, Grandma Wang looked at Tongtong, and when she saw that the child was this age, she was transferred away, first to teach in the middle school of Yunling County.

Five years later, she was transferred to the High School Affiliated to Jingyun No. [-] Middle School, and later, to Jingyun No. [-] Middle School, and then...

Cough cough, Grandma Wang blinked her creased and sunken eyes, wondering what to do with this.

She is a person who is about to die at the age of 70, and she always thinks of those old things from time to time.

Don't they all say that you are always forgetful?
But I always found that my memory is getting better and better.

A fallen leaf, a cloud, a ray of breeze, a blue sky, and a familiar face will always inadvertently evoke memories deep in her heart.

Grandma Wang glanced at Tong Tong. This child really looks like Zhan Yun.

Even the hobbies are the same, they both like reading books.

I just don't know if when I grow up, like Zhan Yun, I will suddenly change from a polite little girl to a big swordsman.

Fifteen years ago, when she returned here due to the "turmoil", she was surprised to find that Zhan Yun's style of painting had changed drastically.

One moment is another moment, and a good seedling who is going to college is delayed.

It's not just one Zhanyun who was delayed.

Grandma Wang couldn't help but sighed heavily in her heart. Fortunately, that young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is still good.

Ten years have passed, and everything is slowly getting better.

I just hope that their future will get better and better, and it will be good not to experience what they have experienced.

Grandma Wang raised her eyes and looked at Tongtong. Now, Zhanyun's children are so old.

And she is old too.

Grandma Wang blinked her wrinkled and sunken eyes, and looked at Tongtong.

Why is Grandma Wang still staring at her?Don't get her a book yet!

Tong Tong blinked her eyes thoughtfully, no matter what, anyway, she has bought this book today.

"Grandma Wang," Tong Tong called out softly, and carefully moved towards Grandma Wang again, "Where's the book?"

Book?oh, books!Grandma Wang lowered her wrinkled eyelids, bent slightly, reached out and touched a few books in the box under the booth, took out the thick "Complete Works of Xi Murong", and handed it to Tongtong.

Book?Tongtong's eyes lit up, and he reached for his hand to pick it up, hey, the color is wrong.

"Grandma Wang must have taken the wrong one." Tongtong Dingqing took a look, hehe, "Xi Murong Poetry Collection"!
"Huh?" Grandma Wang raised her creased eyelids, glanced at Tong Tong, and then looked at the book in Tong Tong's hand.

Although her eyesight is old, she is not so dizzy, she still has sharp eyes and ears.

She could see the big "Xi Murong" very clearly.

Grandma Wang glanced at the book in Tongtong's hand disapprovingly, and raised her wrinkled eyelids slightly.

Ok?Xi Murong's poetry collection?
Grandma Wang blinked, and took another look carefully. On the green cover, there were three big characters Xi Murong written impressively.

Really wrong?
Keke, okay!
It is her consistent style to correct mistakes.

Grandma Wang glanced at Tongtong, then raised her hand and waved at Tongtong.

Tongtong immediately handed over the book.

"Xi Murong Poetry Collection"!
Grandma Wang lowered her creased eyelids and carefully looked at the title of the book again, checked the color of the cover, put the book on the bookstall calmly, and bent over to look into the bookcase.

The green ones are poetry books!Well, such a purple one, it should be the complete works.

Grandma Wang picked up a book and was about to pass it to Tongtong. After thinking about it, she stopped, held it in front of her and looked at it carefully, ahem, and took it wrong again.

It's actually "Xi Murong's Prose Collection"!
Lao Sun deserves a beating. He actually put these two books in the same place. Doesn't he know how to classify them?
Grandma Wang put the book on her lap, took out the reading glasses and put them on her eyes, thought for a while, and took them off again.

She is presbyopic and not nearsighted.

The green one is not, the purple one is not, what about this orange one?
Grandma Wang looked into the box and turned it over and over again. There are three colors in total? !
There are poetry collections and prose collections, so this third color must be the complete collection.

Grandma Wang picked up the orange book from the bookcase, held it in front of her and looked at it, "The Complete Works of Xi Murong"!
Right this time!
Grandma Wang glanced at the title of the book on the orange cover again, and handed the book to Tongtong.

He conveniently put the purple Xi Murong on her leg into the bookcase.

"Thank you, Grandma Wang."

Tongtong took the book, with a smile on his eyes, and his fingers lightly slid the five big characters of Xi Murong's Complete Works on the orange book cover.

Great, finally bought it.

Holding the thick "Complete Works of Xi Murong", Tong Tong pointed to the books on the bookstall. She picked out "Folk Tales" and "Children's Era", and said with a smile, "Grandma Wang, how much is the total?"

how much is it?Grandma Wang paused for a moment with her hand reaching for the reading glasses, but she didn't look at them either. How did she know how much it was?

Grandma Wang glanced at two small cloth bags of different sizes on the bookstall.

If the money is not much, it's a big deal, she will just make up for it and give the child a discount.

You can't discourage a child's enthusiasm for reading just because of a few dollars!

Anyway, she too, ahem, used to be an educator.

Besides, she didn't sell books to make money, but to pass the time.

It's just that in the future, this newspaper will be read less, the characters are too small, and she will almost become dizzy from reading it.

(End of this chapter)