Chapter 23 Baozi Girl

Mancao quickly browsed the so-called rumor refutation post.

The poster is a well-known Bai Xiaosheng. He often posts a large number of posts that grab money from BBS members, but his posts are extremely authentic, so he can always successfully grab money. And the content of the post... is actually a PS tutorial!

In front of Bai Xiaosheng, who is extremely authentic, a large number of onlookers were fooled, and the comments below began to make Mancao able to watch it. However, there were still many questioning voices, suspecting that Bai Xiaosheng deliberately hyped up this time, and then these voices were sprayed by Bai Xiaosheng's support group, and the two sides began to fight each other.

Although this post appeared to save the scene like timely rain, but... I saw the PS tutorial in the folder "It only takes a minute!" Teach yourself from a passer-by to a celebrity lady! Only 998! What are you waiting for! Click the mouse quickly! Click it! You can take it home! - Dear, I'm waiting for you to take me home!" Mancao made a difficult decision: she will never pay for any attachments in Bai Xiaosheng's post again.

She can probably imagine that the members who spent the same hard time saving 998 forum coins to buy this thing saw how much it was after the download was completed...

Bai Xiaosheng, you cheater, give me back 998... This sentence will definitely keep ringing tonight!

Mancao got up to wipe his body, cleaned up the scene, and walked out of the bathroom. She put the washed dishes into the disinfection cabinet while hesitating the next move.

Why did Bai Xiaosheng post this kind of rumor refutation? What does this have to do with him? She went into her room and thought about it. She looked at the game helmet and predicted what would happen after she logged in. What happened in front of her was what happened in the game next door.

Although Bai Xiaosheng took action, there will still be... murderers.

She is not sure how many people Bai Xiaosheng's post can affect, but at least she doesn't want to go to hell now. In a completely closed black world, dragging heavy footsteps alone, walking on the road that I don't know when it will end, looking carefully from side to side. Even if it is illusory, hell is hell after all.

"SMS: How is your injury? Will it still hurt? Will you not be able to sleep because you are afraid of touching the wound? - Su Yaxuan"

The text message was like a bottle of hot milk in a cold night. Mancao felt the care of the other party, and warmth surged in his heart. She laughed at herself for being too idle to worry about this and that. Obviously, someone has been caring about her.

Mancao touched the Band-Aid attached to the wound. After the summer bath behavior of "self-abandonment" or "fresh attempt", the wound said that even if it rolled to the ground when sleeping, the wound landed first, it would not make her hurt... too uncomfortable.

She doesn't think about those unpleasant things. She should live a happier life, just as she has always expected. With the idea of wanting to be happy, she huddled into a ball, like a baby in her mother's belly, and fell asleep.

In the next few days, after school, she went shopping with Su Yaxuan, like trying out the hair card in front of a stall, like going to the new cake shop to taste it at half price, like picking stationery together in the stationery store. Although Su Yaxuan's family is very good, Mancao still tries her best to save money and avoid expensive boutiques.

Because she knows Su Yaxuan's secret.

At the same time, she was also the only one who discovered this secret in the past days.

Thinking of the secret Mancao, she looked at the girl beside her. After she unconsciously opened the call record many times to check the unsled call, she was used to taking her mobile phone back into her bag. Mancao is sitting in the car that picks up Su Yaxuan from school at this moment. He looks at the driver who is standing outside a booming steamed bun shop and waiting in line to buy steamed buns in the heat.

"That steamed bun shop is still there." When she was in kindergarten, Mancao liked to eat bean paste buns here, and her parents often took her to buy steamed buns with a loving face. Later, after becoming friends with Su Yaxuan, she also brought her here to eat steamed buns.

"It has been renovated several times, and the varieties have become more and more." Su Yaxuan glanced at the steamed bun shop.

"...hmm." Since I went to primary school, because of different roads, Mancao has never come here to eat steamed buns again. The parents who brought her to buy steamed buns have obviously become like that. The steamed bun shop that carries the warm memories in her heart is getting better and better. Mancao no longer says anything, just quietly waits for the driver to buy steamed buns.

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw the driver coming back with a big bag in both hands, all of which were steamed buns. Mancao secretly calculated it by herself. It's probably enough for her to eat for a month, right?

Because I bought too much, it attracted the eyes of many people who were queuing. Mancao didn't know if it was her own illusion. She seemed to see the steamed bun shop... with the sign "Sold out today, thank you for your patronage". Then after the crowd in the queue saw the sign, they seemed to look at the bag in the driver's hand with resentful eyes. Although they would not rush up to grab the steamed buns, but... their eyes were so terrible!

Mancao is very glad that you can't see the inside of the car outside...

The driver returned to the car in a hot sweat. Before he could enjoy the air conditioning in the car, he first put the bag on the co-pilot's seat, took out a small bag for bean paste from the big bag and handed it to Su Yaxuan. "The shopkeeper said that it will smell of fish-flavored shredded pork next month."

"Oh." Su Yaxuan answered, took out a steamed bun, and handed the bag to Mancao.

Mancao carefully took the bag and subconsciously looked out of the car... Two cute little Loris lay on the window with tears in their eyes... How much do you want to eat steamed buns? Hey! The grass stroked his forehead and sighed.

"Yaxuan, give them some steamed buns." Mancao looked at the continuous running nose and saliva, and was very worried about the window.

"They look a little familiar." Su Yaxuan glanced at the car window.

"This is the ninety-third time they have come to the window this year." The driver explained.

"You won't come to buy steamed buns every two days this year, will you?"

"No..." Before Mancao was relieved, "I come to buy steamed buns every day."

"...so much every time?" Mancao's fingers trembled and pointed to the bags of steamed buns.

"It's almost the same."

... Mancao suddenly sympathized with the driver who was unimpeded in the cold winter and summer, and... those who had been in line for a long time and were finally about to reach themselves. As a result... they could only face the poor foodie with the brand of cruel reality. Mancao recalled that Su Yaxuan said that the steamed bun shop had been renovated several times, and he seemed to understand something.

"How much do you like steamed buns..." Mancao couldn't help but want to calculate how many catties of tickets she spent on steamed buns over the years.

"I've always wanted to come here with you and eat the steamed buns here again."