"Yes, yes, I will definitely go back next Spring Festival."

Xia Yu walked into the bar with his cell phone in his ears and shoulders, and he never stopped his mouth.

Holding a whole bucket of ice cream in his hand, he went down and replied in one bite: "I know, I know, I will be careful to keep warm. Oh, it's not me."

My mom is real.

Then I will feel no guilt when I eat ice cream. Eat it.

"Yes, yes, I will take good care of Yu Mo. I'm eating ice cream now so she can't eat it without ice cream!"

Yu Mo, who was reading a fashion magazine next to him, resisted the urge to stab Xia Yu to death with the magazine in his hand.

After being told for a few more minutes, the boss on the opposite side finally hung up the phone.

Putting down his phone, Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

The ice cream is so sweet, so cold

Yu Mo snatched a bite of ice cream to eat and asked, "What did you call me and ask?"

"I didn't go home to New Year's Eve last New Year's Eve." Xia Yu scratched the dense back of his head and said, "So my mother and dad called me and scolded me, and warned me that I must go back to worship my ancestors on Qingming Festival."

When talking about his parents' questions, Yu Mo also felt a little frowning and said, "It's almost the same as what my parents called last time."

"Yeah." Xia Yu said: "But there is another thing different. My parents told me that grandpa... that is, my grandpa, he recently participated in an elderly tour group and would pass by Shanghai."

"Your grandfather?" Yu Mo said with some concern: "Isn't it another elder who has abused you since childhood?"

Xia Yu laughed and said, "No, grandpa is not that perverted. You can just call him grandpa or vulgar grandpa. He is very fun."

"Grandpa, vulgar grandpa?" Yu Mo said in confusion: "It's okay to call elders like this?"

Xia Yu smiled secretly and said to Yu Mo in a low voice: "My grandpa's full name is Xia Liu."

Yu Mo almost laughed out loud and said in disbelief: "No, no, no."

“Really.”

Xia Yu smiled faintly at Yu Mo and looked at Zhang Wei and Youyou who were preparing to demonstrate the anti-robbers tutorial in the middle of the bar.

Recently, the street-affiliated household committee discovered a good place for young people to gather, so it regarded the bar as a good place to promote positive energy.

Last time, Yifei and Teacher Zeng performed how to use it correctly.

This time it was Zhang Wei and Youyou's turn. Fortunately, Guan Gu was not there. Otherwise, the little jealous king in East Asia would be furious.

"Fight and fight... rob!"

Zhang Wei held a tool knife and pressed it against Youyou's neck. He also wore a headband from a fake winery factory on his hand.

His eyes trembling and stared at Zhang Wei straight, and said sincerely and truthfully: "I have no money. I went out just to borrow money."

"Beauty, I can't rob my wealth and still have sex."

Zhang Xiaowei licked the fake knife a little and said, "What are you doing for borrowing money?"

"I have AIDS and have no money to treat the disease."

Zhang Xiaowei's eyes widened: "Oh! I really can't do anything to you!"

After finishing the line, Zhang Wei took off his head hood and smiled at the bar audience: "Everyone! What I just demonstrated was the full-score answer when facing the robbers. The robbers not only cannot rob money, but also cannot rob sex."

"Well, it's so useful." Yu Mo smiled and said, "If you escape unstoppable next time you meet a gay robber, we will popularize it!"

Yu Mo's poisonous tongue choked Zhang Wei.

Fortunately, this script was not written by Zhang Wei, so Zhang Wei sat down without caring much.

The twenty dollars earned from the friendly performance have been obtained in a legitimate manner, and he is not happy yet.

"Learn ** and learn **!"

Teacher Zeng shouted and ran into the bar and put a stack of letters on the table.

Zhang Wei looked at the colorful envelopes on the table and asked Teacher Zeng, "What is this?"

"This is the tradition of our Love Apartment's school day." Teacher Zeng explained: "We live in many divorced single-parent families near our Love Apartment. The children in the family lack care, so our household committee held such an activity. Every year, every school day, it collects letters that children want to write to Uncle **, writes the address and gifts they want to get, and the neighborhood committee collects them and passes them to us, so that we can help them realize their wishes."

"Do children nowadays really believe there are ** people?"

Xia Yu sneered: "Do you really think that children today are children?"

Meijia said, "Xia Yu, you think this society is too dark, too."

Youyou took a few letters and said, "That's right, where do you come from so many Tianshan boys?"

"I think what Xia Yu said makes sense." Zhang Wei chose to support Xia Yu because he might not have to spend money: "What if these children want too much?"

Yu Mo pushed Xia Yu with his elbow and said to Zhang Wei: "This is not a robbery, it won't kill you. Get a letter!"

Teacher Zeng smiled and said, "As a child, he only needs some dolls and toys at most, and a little greedy, he only needs plush toys."

"Don't worry, it's definitely worth the money." Yifei waved the letter in her hand and said, "Last year I gave a child a pencil, and the child immediately got the first place in the province!"

Meijia said, "Ah, Sister Yifei, why are you so lucky? I gave a child and a rabbit doll last year. The child lost to a child who gave a turtle doll in their school sprint competition."

Youyou waved her hand and smiled, "Rabbit can't beat the turtle, common sense."

Zhang Wei was willing to open the envelope after hearing this, and he was slow to move: "I'm just more cautious."

Teacher Zeng asked back: "You were also cautious when you donate disaster relief last year?"

"Five dollars are not money!" Zhang Wei argued with reason: "If you have love, don't look at how much money you have! Don't use shrimps as seafood."

"It makes sense." Xia Yu nodded and said, "Next time you go to the restaurant below to order seafood noodles, someone else will add a few shrimps to your seafood noodles, which can also be called seafood noodles. Give me all the crabs and so on,"

Zhang Wei pushed Xia Yu with a dark face and said in a deep voice: "You are a member of the Demon Sect."

However, Zhang Wei quickly realized what the leader of the Demon Sect is.

Ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the silence, everyone watched Zhang Wei's mouth grow bigger and bigger...

Yu Mo took away Zhang Wei's letter paper and read the above content: "Hello Uncle **, I got the third place in the class this year. Here are the gifts I want. psp game console, LCD TV, Nokia n97 or mini collector's version!"

Not to mention Zhang Wei, even Yu Mo and others were scared by the contents on the letter paper.

"Are you sure this was written by a poor child?"

Zhang Wei took the letter paper back and then read it out: "DVD player, gas stove, four-piece set on the bed! Is this a gift or a dowry?!"

Yifei said, "Hey Zhang Wei, this is showing love. It depends on how much money you have if you have love."

"But this is dead..."

Everyone looked at Zhang Wei who was about to exude fragrance.

Fortunately, Zhang Wei stopped the car in time and changed his words: "This gentle child is clearly planning to destroy the big family!"

"Zhang Wei, calm down, first of all, you are not a big family. Secondly, this letter must be something parents took this opportunity to cheat people."

Xia Yu picked up the letter from Zhang Wei's hand, put it back in the envelope and handed it to Teacher Zeng, and said, "Teacher Zeng, this letter is too much, throw it back. Even if it was not written by the parents, then this kid must be the kind of kid who knows that he should give it to others without taking rat poison. This is the third in the class. If he takes the first place in the province in the future, he is afraid that he will not be able to go to heaven."

In fact, this letter was indeed written by a child who was so naive that he still believed in Uncle **.

Zhang Wei even bought all these things in order to fight against the people in the apartment.

But in the end, I was still working hard for the 20 yuan deposit for the cart......

If you savor that scene carefully, you can smell the difficulty of Zhang Wei's life.

Simply put, poor.

Originally, Teacher Zeng wanted to say a few words to Zhang Wei, but now seeing that Xia Yu had spoken for Zhang Wei, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it back later."

However, Yifei next to him didn't care about that much and said to Zhang Wei: "It's really a shameless one. I said you are a handsome guy, why do you always look like a bear?"

"Sister Yifei, stop talking, this kid is indeed too much."
Chapter completed!