(MTL) The daily life of a rich and noble lady

41-50

Chapter 41 I Like You

    Song Weiwei didn't know about Gu Shi's silence. At this time, she was staring at the dozens of scarves that could not be sold in front of her and fell into deep doubts.

    Looking at the sanitation aunt who had swept the street back and forth a dozen times not far away, Song Weiwei tilted her head and was very puzzled: "Auntie, why haven't many people come here for so long? Shouldn't it be very high?"

    The curriculum in universities is not as tight as that in high schools, and it stands to reason that students should come out at any time.

    The aunt glanced at Song Weiwei, a little confused: "Don't you know? This street has been rectified and no stalls are allowed. Since then, the flow of people has been small. If you want to set up a stall, go to the side door. There is a lot of trouble. There are so many people in this big S commercial street every day."

    Song Weiwei was silent, no wonder few people came, she thought it was because the students were in class so there were fewer people, but luckily she found out early, otherwise she would not know how she died.

    Looking at the aunt who was still sweeping the floor, Song Weiwei said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Thank you aunt, you see that I have been here for so long, you should have reminded me before." The sanitation aunt was also a little speechless when she heard Song Weiwei's

    words Explained: "Sister, I thought you didn't want to pay for the booth fee. After all, there is a lot of traffic at the back door, and a booth costs 1,000 a month. I see, it's not early today, you should go back early , Look, your daughter is about to fall asleep."

    Song Weiwei turned to look at the little girl who was dozing off on the folding bench, then looked at the time and found that it was almost four o'clock, forget it, let the little girl sleep first. Send it to the police station and come back to set up a stall.

    When Song Weiwei sent the little girl to the police station and was about to accept the compliments from the police uncles with pride, all the police uncles walked in front of Song Weiwei with serious faces.

    "Ma'am, tricycles are not allowed to carry people, especially if you have such a small child!"

    Song Weiwei, who didn't know that tricycles can't carry people, froze for a moment. Could it be that tricycles can't carry people?

    After a while, after educating Song Weiwei for a long time and not being able to take anyone with him on three rounds, the policeman responded and asked, "By the way, what are you doing at the police station?"

    Song Weiwei realized that she was bringing a child to call the police of.

    "Uncle policeman, this is a child I picked up. He kept calling me mother. I waited for a long time but no one came looking for me. I had to send it to the police station.

    " After hearing Song Weiwei's words, she burst into tears again, Song Weiwei's face was full of helplessness, she didn't understand why the child was crying so much.

    "Mom, don't you want me yet! Yaya is your child..."

    Seeing the little girl hugging Song Weiwei's thigh, the policeman looked at her a little teasingly. Are you sure it's really not your daughter? ?

    Song Weiwei: "..." Really not, Uncle Policeman.

    It stands to reason that as long as the child is sent to the police station, Song Weiwei can leave after reporting to the police, but this child has been holding Song Weiwei, and as soon as Song Weiwei leaves her sight, she starts to cry loudly, her voice is hoarse. It doesn't stop.