The next day before dawn, Su Weiwei packed up the package, took Tseng Tseng on a bicycle, and sneaked out of the house. This bicycle was bought by Liang Fugui, but usually Xie Zhenjiang and Jiang Tao were riding, Su Weiwei didn't steal it. , where can ride the car out? It was only after three o'clock, and Tseng Tsang fell into a daze, rubbing his eyes and looking at Su Weiwei.

Su Weiwei put him on the horizontal bar, "Good boy, go to sleep, wait until I call you."

Tseng Tseng squinted his eyes, and continued to sleep with his little head bit by bit.

The two had just walked a few steps, and suddenly there was Liang Xiaomei's voice behind her. She ran over and pulled Su Weiwei's car and cried, "Sister-in-law, don't leave Xiaomei, Xiaomei can't be without you."

Su Weiwei swallowed, "Who left you? It's inconvenient for my sister-in-law to go out and take you."

"You are talking nonsense! You even brought Tseng Tseng. You definitely don't want me anymore. I don't care. I won't let you go. If you go, you will never brush your little sister's hair again." Liang Xiaomei cried very sadly, She didn't have a deep impression of her mother. Not long after she was born, her mother died, and her impression of her mother was all linked to Liu Yumei, but Liu Yumei treated her badly, saying she was unlucky, saying that her life was not good, and she died. Mother, I have no great prospects in my life. In the past, my sister-in-law was not good to her, but now my sister-in-law is very good to her. She really doesn't want to lose her sister-in-law.

Liang Xiaomei's eyes were full of horror, and she cried with snot and tears, making Su Weiwei unable to laugh or cry. She only brushed Liang Xiaomei's hair, how could she identify her? However, she was not indifferent to the child kissing her, so she patted the back seat of the car and said, "Come on! But there is one thing, what am I going to do? You must not tell anyone, neither your brother or sister, you know? "

Liang Xiaomei laughed through tears: "sister-in-law, I know, but I will secretly tell you about my brother and sister, and I will kiss you."

"You little clever ghost," Su Weiwei laughed, touching her head and bringing her along.

Liang Xiaomei stuck out her tongue, if she sold her brother and sister to make her sister-in-law like her, she would!

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When Su Weiwei rode several kilometers to the temple fair in the county town, the morning market of the temple fair had just begun. At this time, the temple fair was still very important. The venues were all on the most central street in the city. In the morning, the small vendors had already set up The stalls are so dense that one can't see the head at a glance. Many city people go to work in the morning from here to look around, and wait for noon to stroll around.

Su Weiwei didn't have a booth, so she could only use lime to draw a plot of land on the ground as her own position. The surrounding vendors all stared at her with curious eyes. Many vendors who came to the temple fair came from other places and did everything. , There are those who sell food, perform acrobatics, sell clothes, and do hoops, but no matter what type of stall, there must be a stall there, right? You have nothing to set up a booth? But it's better for Su Weiwei to be alone, or to rent a few small benches from a nearby stall and plan to open it like this?

Seeing her writing and drawing, the surrounding shopkeepers gathered around. Zhong Xiaotao is a clothes seller. As soon as her clothes were set up, she saw Su Weiwei's writing and gathered around, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Su Weiwei smiled, of course it was a white wolf with empty gloves!

In her previous life, when she opened an advertising company, the company only had three billboards, but she told clients that she had dozens of billboards. Later, when she got the list, she planted the billboards, and she relied on the empty gloves to grow the company , not only her, aren't those pre-sale on Taobao in later generations all empty-gloved white wolves? She has no money now, and she is clearly poor, and the white wolf with empty gloves is a must! She has no guilt.

"I wrote the slogan, no, the red cloth has already been written."

Su Weiwei hung up the red cloth and laughed: "Look! Can I write well?"

Zhong Xiaotao's words are really good, but her grandfather can write, so it's not unusual for her to write well. Su Weiwei's character is not as strange as her appearance. The men and women at the temple fair are all running for a living, but Su Weiwei wears It's not good enough, but her skin is fair and translucent, and her hands are delicate. She looks like a rich lady in the city. She looks good and has a good temperament. How can such people set up stalls like them?

And there is something to sell at the stall, look at the slogan that Su Weiwei hangs -

game! Write from 1 to 600, and the person who wins can take away 10 yuan! No time limit, welcome to challenge!

Zhong Xiaotao pulled her, obviously anxious, "Sister, this is impossible! It's too easy to write from 1 to 600, isn't it? When you meet those students who can read and go to school, you can write every one accurately. Want to give 10 yuan? I'm not telling you, you don't come late, at least hundreds of dollars go out, aren't you stupid?"

The uncle of the ring also persuaded: "No! Isn't this giving money to people? You look like a little girl who has never endured hardship, you must not!"

The aunt selling Liangpi next door also patted her thigh: "That's right, little girl, it's not the aunt who said you, my grandson is very good at math, he can write it right away! It's really simple!"

The grandson who came to the meeting with him nodded shyly, "1 to 600 is easy, I should be able to write it down, sister, 10 yuan is expensive, you will lose money."

People are very enthusiastic these days.

Su Weiwei squinted and smiled: "Really? Then you come to challenge, I brought the paper, and you write it on this paper, if you write it right, I will give you 10 yuan, if you write it wrong... We are all neighbors, money I won't accept it, how about asking your grandma to give me two bowls of jelly?"

The little grandson looked at the aunt, and the aunt smiled and patted the grandson on the shoulder. The jelly was made at home, and the cost was not much. Even if you invited Su Weiwei to eat two bowls, it would not be a problem. She agreed immediately, and the little grandson was full of confidence. Sitting down, because he was afraid of making mistakes, he wrote very carefully, starting from 1, writing slowly, and writing every word well.

He was very good at math in school. The teacher praised him for his mathematical talent. He never missed math problems. How could he be wrong with such a simple count? At first, he wrote very easily, because the numbers in front were small, and it was easy to write. When he wrote more than 100, he was obviously anxious. Gradually, he became less and less confident. When he wrote more than 200, he was already It needs to be checked several times to ensure the correct rate. When he wrote more than 300, his eyes began to dazzle, and when he wrote more than 400, he began to think about whether there are any.

But he still managed to finish it. After more than 20 minutes, he took the paper to Su Weiwei. Su Weiwei finished checking it with a smile, and pointed at the paper and said:

"Look, there are 10 less numbers in the middle, and here, you wrote 457 as 451, there are more mistakes later, you can see for yourself!"

The little grandson was stunned, it was impossible, although he lost his mind in the middle, but he checked it several times, and there was absolutely nothing wrong.

But upon inspection, Su Weiwei was right. He made a lot of mistakes. Seeing this, the aunt patted her thigh and said, "It's weird! How can something so simple go wrong?"

Others came to challenge, Su Weiwei smiled and said: "The next challenge is to give money. Before the challenge, pay a deposit of 1 yuan. If you lose, I will take it. If you win, I will give you 10 yuan."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses came to challenge. He wiped his sleeves and said, "I've been a math teacher all my life. I don't believe that I can't do something so simple."

Su Weiwei smiled: "1 yuan deposit."

The man pulled out a dollar and put it on the table.

Su Weiwei smiled and gave him a piece of paper. The man was confident, he took out a pen from his jacket pocket and wrote. ?"

"Yes, there is no time limit, but try not to rest too long, because I have limited seats here."

The man nodded to show his understanding. Su Weiwei was a young and beautiful woman, and no man would find her unpleasant. There were still several people who wanted to challenge and sat down. Su Weiwei sent them a paper, and several people paid a dollar. Full of writing.

After he came to challenge, there were more and more people watching. Even though Su Weiwei didn't sell anything here, there were the most people around, even more people than the people next door. The more people there are, the more people there are. When they wanted to come in, everyone thought that Su Weiwei was selling some rare items, but when they came around, they found out that she didn't sell anything. Look at the slogan, what? This can be done! It's not uncommon to write from 1 to 600, right? Although life is difficult for everyone these days, many people drop out of school at a young age, and there are many illiterate people, but the ability to count is basic, as long as people who have gone to primary school can write, this threshold is too low? Besides, it's just writing numbers. Some children in kindergarten can do it. How can anyone dare to invent this kind of game to make money?

"I'll try!"

"I don't believe in evil! Just wait and give me 10 yuan!"

"Big sister, this friend of mine is a college student. He was the top few in the county at the time. He was very focused on his work. He will definitely be able to complete this game! Come on, Gangzi, give the girl a try. We made 10 yuan. Go back to drink and eat meat at night!"

The college student named Gangzi seems to be gentle, and doesn't seem to take the game of Su Weiwei to heart. He is a literate person. Most of the people at this temple fair are uneducated people. They say that knowledge determines destiny. He is a literate person. If not, can you still lose to these illiterate people? He didn't take this game to heart. As one of the top students in the county, he was very confident in his math. Besides, he was not good at math, he just wrote numbers, how could he not be able to write them?

After a while, there were seven or eight challengers sitting in front of Su Weiwei's booth. These people were full of confidence at the beginning, and they were sweating profusely by the end.

At the moment, the aunt brought two bowls of jelly.

"Thank you mom."

Seeing Su Weiwei's sweet mouth, the aunt smiled and handed the jelly to the two children, "I'll bring you a bowl too?"

"No, I have eaten in the morning. You can give the child jelly. I am already very grateful."

How can Auntie not see that she is in a difficult situation? All the people who came to set up the stalls left after three o'clock in the morning. Everyone didn't have a good breakfast. Looking at the clothes of Liang Xiaomei and Tseng Tseng, Su Weiwei's family must not be rich. When they came to this morning, Tsing Tsing and Liang Xiaomei stared at others. The family's hemp group is drooling, if he has money, can Su Weiwei not buy it for his children?

The aunt knows that, she is also used to living a poor life. In the early years, the man in her family died, and it was not easy to take care of the child. If someone helped her, she could remember it for decades, so she simply turned around and took it again. A bowl was stuffed into Su Weiwei's hand. Su Weiwei wanted to give money, but she didn't want it.

"It's all made by your own family, so don't be polite to auntie, but girl, tell auntie directly, do you have any tricks for this game?"