Chapter 1949: Ye Siming, the best Ye Siming
Chapter 1949 �
Gu Nuoer was filled with unbearableness in her watery eyes.
She was still wondering how to help the mother and son.
Ye Siming, who was standing beside him, had already stretched out his clearly-choked hands and handed over a bulging wallet.
The young man was stunned: "Customer, are you?"
Ye Siming said lightly: "Pack to me all the pastries in your stall now and I'll bring them to my family."
The young man took the money bag and opened it.
He only took a small piece of silver from it.
"This is enough, there are too many guests."
The young man wants to return the wallet.
Ye Siming raised his head slightly: "You count first, how many days can the money in this bag be enough for you to make money?"
The young man didn't understand what he meant, so he counted suspiciously.
"Probably...more than twenty days."
Ye Siming nodded: "The remaining money is to buy pastries for more than 20 days."
"You can do it if you want to set up a stall. If you don't want to, just take care of your mother at home."
The young man was flattered: "How can this work? Guest, you have given too much, I can't accept it."
"Cover."
Ye Siming said decisively: "Ling Ci is better as soon as possible so that my wife can eat the pastries she made with her own hands."
Gu Nuoer's beautiful eyes were stunned and she looked at him with emotion.
The young man was naturally stunned, and then his eyes were red.
He held the money bag, as if he was holding the kindness of timely help.
"Thank you, thank you."
Ye Siming was very calm, and he had no intention of giving alms at all.
He regarded the young man as usual and said, "Go and pack all the pastries."
"well!"
The young man nodded repeatedly.
He turned around and went to work hard.
Gu Nuoer couldn't help but pressed it on Ye Siming's shoulder.
"Brother Si Ming, you are so nice!"
In Ye Siming's long eyes, there was only Gu Nuoer's figure and smile.
He couldn't help but smile.
"I look at your face, and I almost write the word pity. I'm afraid that you will cry in the street, so I'll do it for you."
"If a family like this who makes a living by himself helps them too much at once, he will not accept it."
"There is a lot of money, but not much, enough for them to take a breath."
"I will come here with you when I have time in the future."
Gu Nuoer nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
He saw all her thoughts, remembered them in his heart, and then took action.
None of them disappointed Gu Nuoer.
Ye Siming is the best Ye Siming.
On the way back, the warm sun shone in a slanted light.
Ye Siming was carrying four oil-paper bags in his hand, full of sweet bean cakes.
Gu Nuoer ate three and was over.
So she was not in a hurry to return to the palace, and took Ye Siming to accompany her for a while, so she could just digest her food.
There is a swing under a big tree at the entrance of a neighborhood.
When Gu Nuoer saw it, she ran over and sat on it and shook it.
Ye Siming sat on a stone stool not far away, raising his arms and raised his eyebrows, and looked at Gu Nuoer intently.
It seemed that no matter when, he could not see enough of her.
Every time he looked at Gu Nuoer seriously, Ye Siming felt that the heat in his heart deepened a little bit.
Burning his limbs and lying on his mind.
Thousands of words are just one sentence—
He really loves her.
"Brother Si Ming! Look, I'm swinging!"
Gu Nuoer sat on the swing, her bright dress flying and her smile was beautiful.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "Do you still want to fly higher?
I'll push you."
However, at this moment.
Three or four five or four five or six-year-old children with sky-pigments ran out of the alley.
This chapter has been completed!