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Chapter 1949: Ye Siming, the best Ye Siming

Chapter 1949 Ye Siming is the best Ye Siming

Gu Nuo'er's watery eyes were full of unbearability.

She was still thinking about how to help the mother and son.

Ye Siming on the side had already stretched out his well-jointed hand and handed over a bulging money bag.

The young man was stunned: "Sir, what are you doing?"

Yesiming said calmly: "Give me all the pastries on your stall now, and I will take them to my family."

The young man took the money bag, opened it and clicked it.

Only a small piece of broken silver was taken from it.

"This is enough. The guest officer gave me more."

The young man wants to return the money bag.

Ye Siming raised his head slightly: "Count it first. How many days will it take you to earn enough money in this bag to set up a stall?"

The young man didn't understand what he meant, so he counted roughly and suspiciously.

"About...more than twenty days."

Yesiming nodded: "The remaining money is just for buying pastries for more than twenty days."

"You can work out if you want to, but if you don't want to, just stay at home and take care of your mother."

The young man was flattered and said: "How can this be done? Sir, you have given me too much and I cannot accept it."

"keep it."

Ye Siming said resolutely: "Let Ling Ci get better as soon as possible, so that my wife can eat the cakes she made by herself."

Gu Nuoer's beautiful eyes were startled and she looked at him movedly.

The young man was naturally stunned, and then his eyes turned red.

He was holding the money bag, as if he was holding a favor in times of need.

"Thank you, sir, thank you."

Ye Siming was very calm and had no intention of giving charity at all.

He regarded the young man as an ordinary person and only said: "Go and pack all the pastries."

"well!"

The young man nodded repeatedly.

He turned around and got busy.

Gu Nuoer couldn't help but put her head on Ye Siming's shoulder.

"Brother Siming, you are so kind!"

In Ye Siming's long eyes, there was only Gu Nuoer's figure and smile.

He couldn't help but laugh along.

"I saw the word pity on your face. I was afraid you would cry in the street, so I did it for you."

"For people who make their own living, if you help them too much at once, they won't accept it."

"This is a lot of money, but not much. It is enough for them to take a breather."

"When I have free time in the future, I will accompany you around here."

Gu Nuoer nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"

He saw all her thoughts, kept them in his heart, and then acted on them.

Gu Nuoer was never disappointed.

Yesiming is the best Yesiming.

On the way back, the warm sun was shining slantingly.

Ye Siming held four oil paper bags in his hands, all of which were filled with sweet bean cakes.

Gu Nuoer felt full after eating three.

So she was not in a hurry to return to the palace, and took Ye Siming to accompany her for a while, just in time to eat.

There is a swing hanging under a big tree at the entrance of a neighborhood.

When Gu Nuoer saw it, he immediately ran over, sat on it and swayed.

Ye Siming sat on a stone bench not far away, crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, looking at Gu Nuoer intently.

It was as if he couldn't get enough of her at any time.

Every time he looked at Gu Nuo'er carefully, Ye Siming felt that the heat in his heart was getting deeper and deeper.

Burning through his limbs and bones, it controlled his thoughts.

Thousands of words are just one sentence——

He really loves her.

"Brother Siming! Look, I'm hooked!"

Gu Nuoer was sitting on the swing, her bright dress flying and her smile 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 six-year-old children with pigtails running out of the alley ran out.


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