Li Xiaomeng couldn't help but stare, "it seems that ah! Yingying, you mean that my cousin deliberately treats me well, but actually she wants me to get fat and bad?"

"Yes, you should think and judge by yourself." Fu Yingying replied that what should be reminded has been reminded, and others don't want to say too much. After all, it's Li Xiaomeng's family business.

Li Xiaomeng nodded, "I wrote it down, Yingying."

As for how Li Xiaomeng tells her family when she comes home, it's Li Xiaomeng's business. Fu Yingying can't manage so much.

Ha ha, tomorrow Friday, tomorrow afternoon after two classes, three o'clock school, you can go home.

At the thought of this, Fu Yingying was elated and missed his mother.

On Friday, every subject teacher will assign homework after class. Fu Yingying uses his noon nap to do his homework. With two self-study classes in the afternoon, the homework of several homework has been completed. All of them are placed in the drawer of the desk and locked.

When Fu Yingying came home, his schoolbag was empty and didn't pack anything. It was of great use when he returned to school on Sunday.

But the good mood didn't last long. She came to the place where she parked her bike and found that her bike was missing······

Yes, it's gone.

It is estimated that others stole her bike when they saw it was new.

Hehe, it's just her bike. It's so easy to steal. There's no need to mix it up in the future.

There is her mark on it. As long as she is still in this city, she can find it. So fu Yingying followed her feelings and came to a second-hand bicycle shop. Her bike was inside.

Fu Yingying is a child. Even if he rushes in, he can't get back on his bike. What's more, no matter how her bike came here, it is now on sale. She broke the law when she robbed it, even though it was her own bike.

Go to the police?

Forget it, after calling the police, she couldn't ride her bike home for a while and a half, so she sat on the kerb and tried to find a way.

Suddenly there was a flash in my mind. Then I took out my homework book and pencil from the inner interlayer of my schoolbag and drew a lot of strange runes on the homework paper. After painting, Fu Yingying tore it off, went to the used car store and said, "boss, how much is that bike?"

"Five hundred and six!" the bicycle owner is a middle-aged man in his forties. His name is Tang Jianguo. Both black and white have some ways, so he opened this bicycle shop. There are new cars, but more are second-hand bicycles. Most second-hand cars are still very new.

"It's a little expensive. Even if it's new, it's a second-hand car. It's not new. How about 300 yuan?" Fu Yingying bargained with Tang Jianguo.

Tang Jianguo looked at Fu Yingying. "You're just a child. Are you rich? Can you be the Lord?"

Fu Yingying took out the homework paper full of runes from his bag. "Of course I can decide. I only give 300 yuan. Do you sell it?"

Tang Jianguo was stunned to see Fu Yingying take out so much money.

Only $300?

Prove that the little girl has more than 300 yuan.

"Four hundred and five, no less." Tang Jianguo cut the price. "This is a new car. Let me tell you, I rode this bike once."

The fact that he only rode the bicycle once proves that this person should know the origin of the bicycle.

Fu Yingying frowned, "four hundred dollars!"

"Four hundred and three!"

"Four hundred and one, that's the price. I'll go if I don't sell it." Fu Yingying said that he wanted to leave and didn't want to bargain.