A strange color appeared in Yi Momo's beautiful eyes. She raised her white wrist gently and touched the cold lamp post. Fortunately, there was no snow on this side of the lamp post, otherwise with her delicate hands, I wonder if she could block the cold air emitted from the snow.

"Do you want such a cold lamppost to mock you? Or are you mocking yourself?" Yi Momo said calmly. "You must not forget your original intention!"

Lin Dong lowered his head and remained silent. His shoulders were already covered with snow, but he did not slap them. Because the snow surrounds his neck, it can help him resist the cold wind.

"The snow on your shoulders is like a scarf!" Yi Momo saw Lin Dong's silent and was depressed, so she continued: "The words you write are so beautiful. Are you good at calligraphy?"

Lin Dong sighed: "What can you do if you are good at calligraphy..."

When Yi Momo saw him talking, her pretty face became a little more happy: "In ancient times, the words you wrote would definitely become famous!"

Lin Dong suddenly laughed. Yi Momo said before that he could be a general in ancient times. When he thought of this, he said: "I believe it now. In ancient times, I could only be a poor scholar at most, not a general with literary and military strategies!"

"Do you know the Four Books and Five Classics? Scholars are in charge!" Yi Momo didn't know much about the scholars.

"I can write poetry!" Lin Dong didn't dare to be so arrogant that he said 'can write poetry', so he said 'compilation of poetry'.

Yi Momo covered her mouth and smiled cleverly. She raised her head and looked at Lin Dong quietly.

Lin Dong blushed. Under Yi Momo's slightly questioning gaze, he broke a branch from the tree next to the green belt on the side of the road. Lin Dong's posture was very chic. He blew a breath of heat on his right hand, then picked up the branch and wrote on the snow:

The heaven and earth are quilts and beds, and goose feathers are made of sable fur.

The seven orifices chase the coldness, and the skin capsule keeps the cold current.

Flying snow brings sadness and silence, and the land brings peace and serenity.

This is a beautiful woman's words, and one word will relieve a thousand worries.

Even a young man, I have never stopped striving for progress!

He has become more talented than Li Du, and his virtue and energy are more effective than Confucius.

Shang must be better than Shen and wealth, and his reputation should be shaken for thousands of years!

Lin Dong threw the branches in his hand into the snow and immediately said to Yi Momo: "Do you believe it? Does this poem look good? So, in ancient times, I was at most a poor scholar!"

"Goose feathers are made of sable furs? Do snowflakes look like goose feathers?" Yi Momo had never seen goose feathers. She held the roasted sweet potato in her left hand and stretched out her right hand. A snowflake fell on her palm.

"The poor scholar is going to make money, I won't play with you anymore! By the way, I don't know your name yet!" The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snow was already covering the feet. The bicycle could barely move, and the snowflakes in the sky were quite tempting to cover the world, so Lin Dong could no longer stay.

"My name is Yi Momo, where are you?" Yi Momo smiled sweetly. Did he become friends with this young man? This is her first friend of the opposite sex.

"My name is Lin Dong! Lin of the Shulin, Dong Dong of the East!"

Lin Dong was very fast, and in a few breaths, he was already sitting on the bike. Yi Momo stared at the outline of the three-wheeled pedal and stood there.

"Lin Dong..." She recited Lin Dong's name several times and kept it in her heart.

"Hey, I haven't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for many years. Is this what the boy bought for you just now?" An old man in Tang suit appeared in front of Yi Momo, looking amiable, but there was a faint majesty between his eyebrows.

Yi Momo smiled cutely and covered the roasted sweet potatoes in her hand tightly. The old man in Tang suit laughed loudly and gently pointed his hands on Yi Momo's forehead. Yi Momo muttered with his little mouth and chewed on the sweet potatoes.

"Sister, is this thing dirty?" A young man in a suit and tie stood beside the old man in Tang suit. He stared at the sweet potato in Yi Momo's hand and frowned slightly.

"What's dirty? This is a good thing! It saved your father's life at the beginning!" The old man in Tang costume slapped the young man on the head. The young man grinned and almost burst into tears.

"Grandpa, it's time for dad to be young. Is it really a matter of this thing to live?" the young man asked weakly.

The old man in Tang suit snorted coldly and ignored the young man. The times have passed, and the younger generation naturally cannot experience the suffering of poverty back then!

"The poem is good! That boy is a bit talented! Come here and check that young man!" The old man in Tang suit waved to a bodyguard.

Yi Momo frowned slightly and said hurriedly: "Don't check him!"

"Grandpa, my sister is in a good mood today, don't make her angry!" The young man angrily felt his presence, and he stepped forward and stood beside Yi Momo.

The old man in Tang dress glared at the young man fiercely, and when he looked at Yi Momo again, his eyes were full of love. "Grandpa listens to you, don't check!"

Yi Momo nodded, but her pretty face was a little pale.

"What's wrong?" asked the old man in Tang suit worriedly.

Yi Momo raised her hand quietly, rubbed her head, and said weakly: "I'm a little tired!"

The old man in Tang suit sighed and comforted: "That old Chinese doctor is very good. Your sister is queuing there, and we will be able to diagnose it later! We will be able to go back to Shanghai at night..."

Yi Momo's expression was a little dim. She said with a little sadness: "What disease do I suffer from? It's been more than ten years, but it's still not detected..."

The old man in Tang Dynasty sighed, and when he looked at the poem on the snow again, he found that it was covered with snowflakes.

...

Lin Dong felt like honey was poured in his heart. Not only because he met the beautiful and charming Yi Momo... that car of scrap made him a net profit of 150 yuan. Moreover, he also got an induction cooker.

The snow on the road was very thick, so Lin Dong stored the tricycle in the scrap purchase station. When he walked past the commercial city, Lin Dong walked in without hesitation. Lin Qiang and Wang Xueer both only had one cotton coat, which obviously was not possible in this biting cold winter. Lin Dong was very smart, but sometimes his memory was really bad. When spending money, he always forgot about himself, and he didn't even have a cotton coat!

Lin Dong walked into a clothing store with a worn snakeskin bag. The snakeskin bag contained an induction cooker! As soon as Lin Dong entered the store, the female boss suddenly had a problem with his eyes and turned into a squint. She always glanced at Lin Dong. At this time, Lin Dong always wondered whether this person was squinted or his heart was squinted? It was not up to you, and he hung up high. Even if her breasts were squinted, it had nothing to do with this young man!

The female boss was wearing heavy makeup, and her lips were covered with lipstick like two grilled sausages. The thick rouge powder did not make her dark skin white, but instead made her feel pungent smells all over her. When she glanced at Lin Dong, it would always drive the big cinnabar mole on her forehead, and Lin Dong felt that she looked like Erlang Shen.

Lin Dong touched a men's cotton jacket with his hand. The jacket was very thick and should be very expensive.

"That jacket is the style of last year, it costs ten yuan!" The female shop owner crossed her legs and sat on a stool to eat melon seeds. A melon seed skin was stuck to her mouth. She raised her bloated big hand, grabbed the melon seed skin, and threw it to the ground.

Ten dollars? Lin Dong's eyes lit up. Ten dollars per cotton jacket is really not expensive!

"Is there any newest men's cotton jacket?" Lin Dong asked softly, looking at the various types of cotton jackets hanging on the wall.

The female shop owner looked at Lin Dong carefully, then stood up, and took off the fashionable light yellow cotton jacket hanging by the door!

"This one is sixty, no bargaining!" The female shop owner leaned against the door and said coldly.

"This one seems a bit big. Is there anyone with a size smaller?" Lin Dong looked at the jacket in the female shop owner's hand carefully and felt that the jacket was in a good shape.

"You should wear this one just right!" said the female shop owner coldly.

"I bought it for my brother. His height is about five centimeters lower than mine! It is about 1.75 meters!" Lin Dong thought for a moment and said.

The female shop owner hung up the light yellow cotton jacket and went to the back warehouse to take out a small size jacket.

"Are there any girls wearing? New styles! It's best to be light pink!" Light pink is the color that Wang Xueer likes. "She is about 1.65 meters tall! She is very thin!"

The female shop owner easily found a new light pink cotton jacket for wine.

"This one is ninety!" The female shop owner looked at Lin Dong with a contemptuous face.

The female shop owner scolded in her heart: "Boy, can you afford it? No matter how handsome you are, if you don't buy it, I will beat you up so that I won't be busy for so long."

"I'll buy this one too. Can it be cheaper?" Lin Dong picked up the ten-yuan jacket.

"The three items total 155 yuan, and they can't be less!"

"One Hundred and Thirty Yuan!" Bargaining has become Lin Dong's habit. "Look at this jacket, ninety is too expensive, at most sixty! I won't bargain for the other two items, so that you can earn more!"

The main price of the female store is indeed higher. As soon as Lin Dong spoke, she knew that Lin Dong was a bargaining expert. The female store owner did not speak, but just stretched out her hand.

One Hundred Thirty!

When Lin Dong took out a gray banknote (in the second half of the year, the red-skinned 100 yuan was not popular! The 100 yuan banknote was blue-gray), the female shop owner's eyes lit up. Lin Dong found three ten yuan banknotes from his pocket, one hundred and thirty yuan, and stuffed them into the female shop owner's hand.

"Is this easy to get? I'll find you a tote bag!" The female shop owner glanced at the dirty snakeskin bag in Lin Dong's hand and said kindly.

Lin Dong nodded.

"This handbag costs 50 cents!" The female shop owner stuffed the bag into Lin Dong's hand.

50 cents? Lin Dong wanted to curse people. These three cotton jackets really needed a handbag, but helplessly, Lin Dong took out a purple five-cent banknote.

The female shop owner kindly helped Lin Dong stuff three jackets into the handbag, and after putting on the clothes, he said kindly: "The young man looks very much like a star!"

The shop owner "robbed" Lin Dong more than 100 yuan. Lin Dong was very unhappy. When she heard what she said, she couldn't help but curse in her heart: I don't believe you say I am like your father. I don't have such an ugly daughter!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!