My Son, You Just Entered Elementary School, How Can You Become The Richest Person?

"Brother Xiu, I think my dad must be a Muggle, day by day, he knows how to beat people, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a magician.

"Shi Jieyun, that idiot, must also be a Muggle, she cried when she did her homework before, this kind of person can be a magician, it is definitely a shame for a magician."

"My mother is very similar, but I've never seen her hide a broom, and I'm probably not a magician.

"By the way, Brother Xiu, do you think, is it possible for me to pick it up, like Harry Potter, you see I also have a scar on my head, my dad said that I fell down when I was a child, I suspect he lied to me."

Shi

Qingsong was still chattering, thinking about the possibility of whether he was a magician, but after talking for a long time, he found that Gu Xiu had no reaction, which was strange:

"Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu?" "What's wrong with

you?" "What are you looking at?"

Following

Gu Xiu's gaze, Shi Qingsong suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his heart moved, and he couldn't even say what he wanted to say before.

Almost subconsciously, he couldn't help but ask

: "Brother Xiu, you said that if I am moved, is this considered a puppy love?"

Gu Xiu was stunned for a moment, looked back at Shi Qingsong, and kindly reminded: "You will be hung up and beaten by your father, and your pants will be taken off."

Shi Qingsong suddenly shuddered, and quickly extinguished his thoughts, but he still looked in that direction and muttered

, "That young lady is so beautiful!"

It was a roadside steamed bun shop, and the steamed buns were sold by a pair of old people, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, who was helping in the store.

The girl is wearing a white down jacket with a ponytail, revealing youth and beauty, and her facial features are not very delicate, but with the face, it makes people look extraordinarily coordinated and comfortable.

This is a beautiful young lady.

"Brother Xiu, don't you want to have a puppy love, do you?" Shi Qingsong on the side asked suspiciously.

Gu Xiu glanced at him: "Build a harmonious society together and avoid the 404 tragedy, it is absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen!" Shi

Qingsong: ???

However, before Shi Qingsong could figure it out, Gu Xiu had already taken the lead in walking over:

"Sister, do you have meat buns?"

"Yes, how many do you want for a little brother?" The girl asked with a sweet smile, her accent a little awkward.

"I want a meat bun, do you have any roasted wheat, I also want to eat one siu mai. "

There is also siu mai, you wait and I'll get it for you." "

Sister, are you made of

glutinous rice?" "Little brother, the roasted wheat is made of glutinous rice."

"Oh, is there any rice made of that?"

"Rice?" The

girl was stunned, and even wondered if this kid was here to find fault, but looking at Gu Xiu's cute big eyes, she finally shook her head:

"No." "

Oh, then give me a shiitake mushroom wrap. "

There are no shiitake mushroom buns either. "

Is there a cabbage?"

"Yes." "

Okay!"

After a while, the two buns were handed to Gu Xiu, and Shi Qingsong naturally helped take them.

Although he was curious about why Gu Xiu still wanted to eat steamed buns, he didn't ask much, and even guessed in his heart whether Gu Xiu deliberately wanted to talk to this girl.

Sure enough, seeing Gu Xiu, who had finished buying the buns, didn't leave, but asked

, "Sister, where are you studying, I seem to have seen you." "

I'm in the second middle school. The girl replied, giving Gu Xiu a strange look: "Little brother, do you have anything else

?" "Yes, you don't have a local accent, where are you from?" "I am..."

The girl hesitated, but before she could finish answering, an old man who was busy in the shop suddenly scolded angrily:

"What are you doing with your ramblings? Why don't you hurry up and work, and that kid, so many people are lining up, do you still want to buy it, don't you

buy it!"

"Hey, what do you old man say, you can't ask!" Shi Qingsong was not convinced.

But soon, seeing the old man coming over with a rolling pin, Shi Qingsong dragged Gu Xiu with a huge sense of oppression:

"Brother Xiu, the windmill is screaming!" What is

the windmill shouting?

Gu Xiu was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't continue to look for unhappiness, just glanced at the girl more, and then turned around and left with Shi Qingsong.

The two left, and the old man's angry scolding voice came from behind:

"Two dead children, come early in the morning to touch the mold..."

"This dead old man, if this is not Jiangcheng, there is surveillance everywhere, if it is in Zhou County, I have to let him know that the price of glass windows can rise every day!"

Walking across the road, Shi Qing was relieved and said with some resentment.

Gu Xiu just shook his head, still frowning.

"Brother Xiu, what's wrong?"

Shi Qingsong finally realized that his boss's mood was wrong, and asked strangely.

Gu Xiu shook his head, but then asked, "Did you hear that the girl's accent just now was a bit like the accent of Zhouxian

?" "Is there one?" Shi Qingsong was strange, thought for a while and nodded: "

It sounds more understandable, Jiangcheng people speak, sometimes I don't understand what they say." "

Although Zhouxian is a district and county under Jiangcheng, there are still some differences in dialects, and outsiders hear about the same.

But the locals can tell it directly.

The girl's accent just now is not like a pure Jiangcheng dialect, nor a pure Zhouxian dialect, it is a bit like a combination of the two dialects.

"It's a bit like our Zhouxian dialect, but Brother Xiu, does it matter

?" "Some Jiangcheng people and Zhouxian people get married, and that's what they say, and even some people who come to

Jiangcheng to work for a few years and go back, and they also speak with a Jiangcheng accent, which is normal, right?" "My dad often scolds these people and scolds them for forgetting their roots after going out for a few years, so my Zhouxian dialect is a thief, and I will speak Mandarin in Jiangcheng in the future, and Zhouxian dialect must not change."

Shi Qingsong's words made Gu Xiu nod his head, and the doubts in his heart were dispelled a little.

However, the doubts remain.

The reason why I deliberately bought buns and stared at them for so long was actually because he was a little familiar with that girl.

And before, the person seen on a photo.

It's a lot like.

But after thinking about it, Gu Xiu finally shook his head and shook off this idea.

After all, if the prediction was not bad, that person should have already gone to the ends of the earth, and it was impossible for him to appear in such a close place to Zhouxian.

Next, the two slipped into the game hall again.

The King of Fighters Ninety-Seven, Three Kingdoms Wars, Thunder Fighter and other classic games, both of them came to a set, and there were bad young people in the middle who wanted to borrow some game currency from the two.

But.

For Shi Qingsong, who has long experienced strong winds and waves, he has seen a lot of this kind of small trick.

At that time, Shi Qingsong stood up directly, and the tall and strong man directly put pressure on the two young men, and by the way, Shi Qingsong also pulled his sleeves.

Faintly visible, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on his arm.

The two unscrupulous youths were frightened at that time, and after obediently giving Shi Qingsong two yuan of game coins, they quickly fled.

In this regard, Shi Qingsong just smiled:

"Stickers, my father taught me, thieves work!" Originally

, Gu Xiu felt that this day's matter was nothing, but until the Chinese New Year's Eve, when two people came to pay New Year's greetings.

Gu Xiu once again remembered the girl in the bun shop...