"Um, Miss Zhang is too polite. I'm still young, so you don't need to give me such a big gift. Here you go!" Tangbao presented the silver lock in front of Zhang Zhiyan.
Zhang Zhiyan: "..."
Where am I? Who am I?
Everyone's eyes moved upward from Zhang Zhiyan on the ground to the little hands of Tangbao.
The little white hands are holding a few silver needles, so beautiful...
"Miss!"
Her personal maid screamed in surprise, came to her senses, and quickly went to help her.
Zhang Zhilan glanced at Tangbao with a complicated face, and then asked: "Second sister, are you okay?"
"Pfft!" a sound.
Xia Siya laughed.
Then, he gave the sugar baby a thumbs up.
Zhang Zhiyan felt dizzy and was helped up by the maid, feeling pain all over her body.
Sugar baby: "..."
If others don’t want the silver coins, why don’t you just keep them yourself?
After all, this is money too!
Zhang Zhiyan was so confused that she doubted her life. When she regained her composure, she glared at Tangbao fiercely.
"Did you trip me on purpose?!"
Sugar baby: "...You can't touch porcelain! Think about it for yourself, your head almost hit my feet, how could I trip you?"
The sugar baby looked aggrieved.
"That's right! Are you stupid? You can say such idiotic things. I think your head is probably covered in paste!" Xia Siya rolled her eyes with disdain on her face.
Princess Hua Ning said in a cold voice: "It's really a waste of sister Fuya's kindness. She actually wants to reward her with a few silver coins."
Tangbao immediately nodded with an aggrieved face: "Yeah, my good intentions were in vain. Fortunately, she didn't ask for it, otherwise it would have been a big loss for Dafa."
At the end of the sentence, my face was full of joy.
Zhang Zhiyan: "..."
Not only did I fall so hard that I doubted life, but I also became so angry that I doubted life.
"You..." Zhang Zhiyan pointed at a few people and said, trembling with anger, "You are bullying people!"
Xia Siya curled her lips and said, "We just told a few truths. If we had bullied you, we would have been... wrong!"
Xia Siya suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhang Zhiyan with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
"Did you have any bad thoughts towards my sister Fuya just now, and that's why you fell?" Xia Siya asked.
Zhang Zhiyan: "...No!"
His eyes averted for a moment.
Xia Siya confirmed immediately.
——As expected!
"This is what we call self-inflicted suffering, and we will not live if we do our own evil!"
Xia Siya said and shook her head.
If you want to cause trouble for Sister Fuya, you are making trouble for yourself!
Zhang Zhiyan: "...you are talking nonsense! I..."
"Crack!"
Zhang Zhiyan's voice stopped suddenly, and she looked behind Tangbao with wide eyes.
The sugar baby slowly turned back.
There was a person lying stunned behind her.
Sugar baby: "..."
Touched the small bag.
Are you still going to take out the silver coin?
"Ouch! Zhou Juren, what are you...what is this?"
The guy in the bank screamed in surprise and ran over.
However, before the waiter could reach the man, the man had already gotten up quickly and patted the dirt on himself.
The movements are smooth and flowing, quite skillful.
Tangbao quickly took a few steps to the side and completely stopped thinking about picking out his silverware.
"Zhou Juren, are you okay?" the waiter asked with concern.
"It's okay." The man said nonchalantly, "I'm used to it."
The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched and he looked at Zhou Juren with eyes full of sympathy.
"Is the hairpin ready?" Zhou Juren asked.
"It's done... it's done..."
The waiter said and trotted back to the counter.
From the shelf below, I took out a small box.
"Look, Zhou Juren."
The boy opened the box and took out a silver hairpin.
Zhou Juren took the silver hairpin and looked at it with a satisfied expression on his face.
"It's barely enough," Zhou Juren said.
The clerk didn't seem surprised at all by Zhou Juren's inconsistent behavior.
After Zhou Juren finished speaking, he took out a piece of silver, gave it to the clerk, and put the hairpin into his arms.
The waiter took the money and said, "Zhou Juren, you should go out less often in the future. The little one can be delivered to your house."
"No, my wife's birthday is coming soon. I should have come to pick up the gift for my wife in person to express my sincerity." Zhou Juren said matter-of-factly.
Guy: "...Yes, I wish Mrs. Zhou happiness, longevity and good health in advance."
"Thank you." Zhou Juren said and turned around.
His body swayed and he almost fell.
"Hey! It didn't fall down!" Zhou Juren had a surprised expression on his face.
Everyone: "..."
Why do you think this scene is a bit weird?
No, it should be Zhou Juren’s words and expression, which are weird!
It seemed so strange that he didn't fall down!
"Zhou Juren, please slow down." The waiter looked frightened: "How about I help you out?"
"It's okay!" Zhou Juren waved his hand and strode out with his head held high.
He walked to the door and picked up a black oil paper umbrella next to the door.
Although the boy was rejected by Zhou Juren, he still ran over and stood behind Zhou Juren, with his hands spread out, as if he was on guard against something.
Zhou Juren opened the oil-paper umbrella, covered his head, and stepped over the threshold with his left foot.
Then, he tripped on the threshold with his right foot.
The man behind was very skillful and supported Zhou Juren.
This prevented Zhou Juren from lying on the ground again.
"Thank you... thank you..."
After Zhou Juren finished speaking, he only heard a "click!"
A puddle of bird droppings fell from the sky and landed on the black oil paper umbrella.
Zhou Juren raised his head and took a look at the oil-paper umbrella, his expression not surprising at all.
Then, he walked away holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"He just left like that?" Zhang Zhiyan forgot about her lying on the horse just now, and pointed at Zhou Juren's back with a shocked look on her face: "There is still bird droppings on the umbrella! He...why does he still need that umbrella?"
So disgusting!
Tangbao and others were also shocked.
Not only was Zhou Juren shocked by his bad luck, but he was also shocked by Zhou Juren's behavior and psychological quality.
Especially the psychological quality, so strong!
"Who is this?" Xia Siya asked the waiter in surprise, "He is holding an oil-paper umbrella on a sunny day, isn't he just to catch bird droppings?"
"Of course not." The man shook his head.
"Oh." Xia Siya nodded, thinking it was impossible.
"You also need to be prepared to catch the foot-washing water that falls from upstairs, the stones that children throw and play with, and everything that falls from above." The waiter added: "Otherwise, just go out and you will be full when you get back.
My head is a mess."
Xia Siya: "..."
It turns out that she is too shallow.
"Isn't this person possessed by the Shuaishen?" Xia Siya said strangely: "Why is he so unlucky?"
"Girl, you are right." The clerk sighed with emotion: "This Zhou Juren's nickname is Zhou Damu! He has bad luck all day long, and there is nothing you can't think of, and there is nothing he can't do..."
The waiters chatted and talked about Zhou Juren's unlucky feats.
Because when Xia Siya came in to confront Zhang Zhiyan, she praised the jewelry in the silver shop, so the clerk was happy to tell Xia Siya these things.
Tangbao looked at the drooling guy and asked quietly.
"This person's name...can't be Zhou Zixuan, right?"