Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 4
After Aunt Zhu returned home, she couldn't figure out why Han Xiaoxiao, who always obeyed her, refused her proposal, and what was Gu Changdong doing?
Han Xiaoxiao opened the door of the closet and rummaged inside for a long time. Except for sportswear, the clothes were old men's shirts, a size of black, gray or blue. The young girl was dressed like a Taoist nun, which she couldn't accept.

Looking at the beautiful face like a lotus flower in the mirror, Han Xiaoxiao laughed to herself, no wonder the original owner chose ugly clothes to cover herself, as long as she dresses up a bit, the rate of turning heads will definitely be [-]%.

Han Daya, who looks a bit violent, actually has a beautiful girl. It seems that the appearance of "Han Xiaoxiao" followed her mother, so Han Xiaoxiao couldn't help arousing her curiosity. Mom's photo.

Han Xiaoxiao was discouraged, the room was hot and stuffy, and Han Xiaoxiao, who was sweating all over, couldn't bear the sour smell on her body, so she fled to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

There is no water heater at home, and Han Daya doesn't seem to be reluctant to pay for a water heater for his daughter, probably because it hasn't become popular in the market yet.

Seeing that it was still early, Han Xiaoxiao was going to go outside for a walk, and she wanted to find out the truth about some things.

Picking up the schoolbag hanging by the bed, I found a plastic wallet inside, opened it, and found a stack of brand new ten-dollar banknotes, still with consecutive numbers.

Darling, does the original owner like to collect coins?
Han Xiaoxiao doesn't have such a bad taste, how can money reflect its value?If the bank can still lay an egg and keep it in the wallet, either the owner has a problem with counting money for fun, or it is a thief who is cheap.

The total was more than 200 yuan, and Han Daya cared enough for her daughter. A 93-year-old high school student in 17 had more than 200 pocket money, so she could be considered a little rich woman.

With the money in hand, Han Xiaoxiao tugged at the large school uniform on her body, found a hat and put it on, and looked in front of the full-length mirror for a long time, and couldn't help admiring that a beauty is beautiful even if she is wearing a straw mat.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?" Before Han Xiaoxiao came out, Aunt Zhu opened the door and asked in a rough voice.

Han Xiaoxiao twitched her mouth, "Auntie, I want to go downstairs."

"You wait, I'll accompany you." Aunt Zhu was wearing a ripped vest with white flowers on her chest, no wonder the two of them didn't dare to look up just now.

"Auntie, no need, I won't go far, don't worry." Han Xiaoxiao quickly closed the door, and she ran away before Aunt Zhu changed her clothes.

"Huh!" Han Xiaoxiao stood by the street, took a deep breath, and looked around.

Her family lived in a small six-story building, surrounded by three similar buildings, and in the distance were some ordinary houses that were lower than these four buildings.

Following the memory, Han Xiaoxiao came to a busy street.

There was a popcorn popper at the corner, and bursts of aroma came out from the dark stove, and a few greedy children squatted aside with their ears covered, waiting for the shocking sound after popping.

"Hey, isn't this Han Daya's precious daughter? Come out to catch monsters at night?"

A hoarse female voice came from behind. While she was not paying attention, someone stabbed her in the waist and eyes hard. Han Xiaoxiao frowned in pain and turned around angrily. Standing behind her was a slender man who was a head taller than her. girl.

A name popped up in my mind, "Jiang Qing"

"I'm calling you, what are you doing standing there?"

Seeing Han Xiaoxiao staring at them obsessively, Gong Yini suddenly pushed hard, Han Xiaoxiao slipped, lost her balance, and fell back to the hot stove.

(End of this chapter)