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Yi Li came to Zhao Yuanle's side and asked curiously, "Who offended you?"

Zhao Yuanle was sad and angry: "Someone cheated me with five silver dollars!"

Yi Li: "Hi... I thought something was wrong."

Isn't it just five silver dollars?

Hearing Yi Li's disdainful voice, Zhao Yuanle suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yi Li.

She remembered that this guy cheated her of money back then.

At that time, she was earning only one or two silver dollars, and she was so poor that she was dying. This guy was obviously rich, and he took advantage of loopholes to deliberately cheat her money.

Yi Li met Zhao Yuanle's gloomy eyes, yet he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Look at me for what?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It seems that you cheated me of money before."

Yi Li was a little surprised.

"How long has it been? You still remember?"

Zhao Yuanle waited for me to stretch out my hand.

"Pay back the money!"

Yi Li picked up his hands, looking like he deserved a beating.

"I punished it according to my ability, why should I pay it back?"

Zhao Yuanle was already very angry, seeing Yi Li's unbearable appearance, his anger went straight to his head, and then he remembered the unhappy things he had met Yi Li before, and the wrongedness he had suffered.

"Fuck you!"

She punched Yi Li hard, gnashing her teeth: "If I hit someone with my skills, you have the skills to catch me!"

Yi Li's face instantly became stiff, and soon, his face turned pale.

Zhao Yuanle... hit him in the wound.

It hurt him to death!

Seeing Yi Li standing there silently, Zhao Yuanle snorted, turned his head and left.

Finally got revenge, and she is also very vengeful.

Yi Li stood where he was, looked at Zhao Yuanle who was walking away, and touched his wound from the heavy blow.

Damn it, he had to find a few unruly people to beat him up today.

When the menacing Zhao Yuanle arrived at the bookstore, he was told that Chen Moying was not there.

Xiaofu took her hand and smiled sweetly.

"Sister Lele, come play with me. After a while, Uncle Chen will be here."

Lin Yin at the side had a meaningful smile on his face when he heard Xiao Fu's name.

"Why is this so inferior?"

Zhao Yuanle: "What kind of inferior, Chen Moying is already older, almost 20 years older than Xiaofu, right? Xiaofu should call him uncle.

I don't have big blessings, so she should call me sister. "

Xiaofu also nodded.

"That's it."

At this time, Laicai, who was sorting out newspapers and doing some chores, poked Zhao Yuanle lightly.

"You, behind."

Zhao Yuanle was puzzled: "What? What are you talking about? Can you speak louder?"

Lai Cai: "..."

And Chen Moying's usually gentle and clear voice, when it came from behind Zhao Yuanle, couldn't help but get a little deeper.

"Stand up before you arrive, how come you are old."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yuanle turned his head, glanced at Chen Moying, and turned his head again with a snort.

Chen Moying: "You are..."

He asked Zhao Yuanle to go in and talk.

After Zhao Yuanle went in, he got straight to the point.

"Your newspaper clearly makes money, why do you still tell me you are poor, and trick me into buying your book at a high price?"

It turned out to be this...

Chen Moying hid her smile with a light cough.

"That's what I said. Mainly, although I have made money, the newspaper has small profits but high turnover. Generally speaking, I am still poor."

Zhao Yuanle: "Small profits but high sales? But they are all sold to other counties. No matter how small your profits are, you still earn a lot."

Chen Moying: "I also have other expenses."

Zhao Yuanle: "For example..."

Chen Moying: "For example, the wages of this group of students, the cost of including food and accommodation, and the occasional encounter with a poor person who sent a kind heart."

Zhao Yuanle frowned.

"Why do you bear it alone? Do these students still think that their articles are worth the money?"

Chen Moying sighed.

"People came here because of me, and I decided what was done at the beginning. I can't let them bear the consequences because of my temper.

Also, I don't want to break my promise. "

Zhao Yuanle thought about it, and felt that this made sense.

"Since that's the case, I respect your decision, but if you sell my books in the future, I won't give you a high price again.

I think that those students have to experience what real life is.

If I was lucky enough to earn money and buy your book at a high price, it is not to help you, but to use it for their high wages, then it will not work. "

Seeing Zhao Yuanle like this, Chen Moying couldn't help but chuckle.

"This is also a gradual process. It is impossible to change from good to bad all at once. They have to have a process of adaptation."

Zhao Yuanle sighed.

"But reality often doesn't give people time to adapt."

For example, she came here from a developed modern age, but no one gave her a transition.

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Chen Moying nodded slowly.

"The reality is like this, so the reality is cruel, and I want to try my best to let some people not experience these cruelties within the scope of my ability.

What's the point of trying to make things better if it's true that everyone's suffering is brutal. "

Hearing Chen Moying's words, Zhao Yuanle blinked.

It seems that this is also the case.

However, in the next second, she saw Chen Moying showing a gentle smile.

"So, I hope you will understand this when you buy a book next time, and maybe you will be willing to support it."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

It turned out that she was waiting here.

Seeing Zhao Yuanle's speechless expression as he wished, Chen Moying laughed twice, and then quickly regained his composure.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what's the matter you came to me today, it shouldn't just come to Xingshi to inquire about crimes."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's really just asking the teacher for a crime."

The matter of advertising is not needed now, and she doesn't bother to talk about it now.

Because she felt that now that she said it, Chen Moying would take the opportunity to say a lot of things to her, and then ask her to pay a high price.

For the sake of her own purse, she kept quiet for the time being.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanle didn't say anything anymore, Chen Moying sighed.

"It's actually because of this."

Zhao Yuanle hummed softly.

"Why do I feel that you are much more lively now?"

Chen Moying's eyes lit up.

"Without restraint, if you do what you like and make some achievements, you will naturally feel better, and your temper will become more extroverted."

The main thing is...

He felt that the depression that was always lingering in his heart disappeared. Sometimes, he even had a feeling that he was really a healthy person, as if he was not sick.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tell Zhao Yuanle about it.

"You said, is this my illusion?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Maybe that's the case. If you really don't get sick all your life, doesn't that mean you don't get sick?"

Chen Moying: "But this will be passed on to the next generation."

Zhao Yuanle thought about it.

"You can see a doctor. Your illness is something that a doctor can take care of. If you really get better, maybe you will really get better, and there will be no other effects." Click to download, avoid pop-up window