Bad Angel Choi Mido

Bad Angel Choi Mido

1 Leaf’s Logic

“Meido, after breakfast Go to school. "This is what my mother will say every morning, and my daily breakfast must be four fried buns and a cup of soy milk. It has not changed in the past year. Even if I don't get tired of it, I will get tired of the fried buns. Yes.

Every time I shouted down from upstairs with a loud voice: "Mom, I'm too late, take it with you to eat on the road." Then I picked up the bag of food and turned around at the second intersection. We stop our bikes and see Wegindo, where we engage in our daily ritual of exchanging breakfast.

Wei Jinduo and I actually don’t have much in common. She has short hair, is short, and talks little. People in her class call her “little boy” and make all kinds of exaggerated comments about her behind her back. Bad jokes. I am just the opposite of her, with long hair, tall body, and extremely developed language center. The biggest difference between us is that we both have the word "many" in our names.

My mother said that Meiduo means a lot of good things. Unfortunately, my name did not bring anyone the wonderful vision it connotes. In fact, as soon as the baby named Mei Duo was born, my grandma stood up from the bedside where my mother was in confinement and packed her bags. Go back to the countryside.

Fortunately, my father understands justice and has abandoned the bad feudal custom of favoring sons over daughters for many years. However, due to the pressure of three generations of single inheritance, he still encouraged my mother to add children to the Cui family. But my mother refused to comply. She said, what if the next one is still a girl? What if the next one is still a girl?

This question about probability and life science troubled my father, and he eventually got divorced in tears under the threat of grandma saying whether he wanted a daughter-in-law or a mother.

This all happened before I was five years old. Now my dad occasionally comes to see us, taking his little daughter and pretending to be passing by my mom’s fried dumpling stall to ask about the business. As beautiful as it is, I whispered shyly: Are you okay?

Sometimes I feel really sad for them. In any era, they still succumb to the lust of beating mandarin ducks. Two words: cowardice!

My mother and I moved to this bungalow at the intersection of two alleys five years ago. My mother set up a stall downstairs selling pan-fried buns and cups of soy milk, so I became her own Large customers who produce and sell their own products. Recently, because I heard that the alley was going to be demolished, my mother responded to the call and stepped up her efforts to build an extra floor on our bungalow. With this, we have been upgraded from "common" people to people living in "villas".

Regardless of whether the additional house on this floor can be exchanged for more demolition fees in the future, at least for now it does bring me many benefits. It has become my private space and hides many interesting things. A well-known secret.

Wei Jinduo is different from me. Her parents are not that greedy. They don’t ask for a lot of good things, just a lot of money, so everything goes smoothly. Her father contracted a big project and made a fortune. Tens of millions, but it’s a pity that men after prosperity are always happy and abandon their mother and daughter to find new love. Fortunately, the alimony left behind is quite generous, so that Jin Duo’s mother can change her ways to do it to her every day. Nutritious breakfast.

Of course, I am most familiar with the taste of breakfast.

Thinking about it this way, another thing we have in common is that we are single-parent families without a father.

It sounds a bit desolate like a sister in distress, but I, Cui Meiduo, have never been a little girl of the sad autumn and sad spring school. I can think of everything as quickly as possible. Wei Jinduo and I are not friends. At most, we are close and tacit partners. Whether it is breakfast, homework or cleaning, she is always willing to be the one who can do more work, and I also It's natural to sit back and enjoy the success.

Sometimes I have to admit that I am lucky to have flowers with green leaves around me. Those silent and low-key efforts seem to be my duty. The more proud the flowers bloom and the beautiful leaves, the happier they work hard. .

Thank God for giving Ye Zi such silly logic.

2 Gluttonous Encounter

The strange thing is that on that Friday morning, Wei Jinduo was surprisingly not waiting at the corner. I leaned on my bicycle and looked around for a long time without seeing that skinny little figure. On this refreshing autumn morning, could she be tired of eating pan-fried buns and not want to trade with me anymore?

Weijinduo was always a little strange that day. He was half an hour late for his morning self-study, and walked back to his seat with his head lowered. Being silent is her usual style, but her wandering eyes are an additional symptom. I sat diagonally behind her, two rows of tables and chairs away, and passed the answer sheet to Wei Jinduo through multiple relays.

That is the English homework due this morning, she should understand.

When Wei Jinduo passed the painted answer sheet to my hand, I clearly saw two drops of water stains on it.

"Hey, I'll treat you to a big dinner tomorrow at the weekend." I walked to her desk and said to her during the break.

She looked up at me apologetically: "Meido, I'm sorry, this morning..."

"It's okay, but I won't do it next time." I patted her short hair gently. Flash back to the seat. Hey, no matter how willing you are to sacrifice, you still need to pay tribute occasionally to keep your military morale stable. I pity my wallet.

At noon on Saturday, I treated Wei Jin to an extra buffet of 88 yuan per person for the first time.

Wei Jinduo had been in a state of shrinking and pushing back before entering the door. 88 yuan is actually not a big amount, but it is really a little luxury for an ordinary high school student.

"I haven't eaten it anyway, so just treat it like you're accompanying me, okay?" He coaxed and coaxed her in, and she lowered her head and slowly ate her portion of ice cream that was quickly turning into foamy water. , his face was somber as if half of his innocence had collapsed.

"It's a limited time. We only have two hours to eat. If you don't eat quickly, you will lose money." I piled the plates of shrimps, soldiers and crabs on the table and buried my head and stopped paying attention to her. I think Wei Jinduo must have been an angel with broken wings in his previous life, and he has spent his whole life gloomy and sad about not being able to fly.

"Crabs are a cold food. Be careful if you eat too much. It may harm your health." This kind and sarcastic reminder made me almost choke on the piece of plum juice meat in my mouth. I took it before I looked up. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the visitor's face, and he was making plans in his mind.

"What, are you choking?" The refreshing and pleasant voice, which was hard to distinguish between good and evil, asked and pushed me a glass of juice. The person was already sitting opposite me, next to Wei Jinduo.

"Thank you." I grabbed the juice and took a sip, looked up at his unpredictable smiling face and asked, "Do we know each other?"

"Student Cui Meiduo, don't you?" You know me, but I still recognize you." He turned his head again, "Is this Wei Jinduo?"

Jin Duo looked at him blankly, and then looked at me inquiringly, I said: "Jin Duo, are you full?"

Poor Jin Duo, who only ate half of the ice cream, was dragged out of the restaurant by me. She finally stopped on the way. He asked me understandingly: "Who is he? Do you know him?"

I shook my head: "I haven't seen him before. He seems to be mentally disturbed."

Jin Duo" Oh." He said no more questions and continued to think with a grimace.

But I was gnashing my teeth and cursing in my heart: Damn Wen Liangxun, you disturbed my gluttonous feast. I wish your whole family to be angels with broken wings!

3 The liar makes your wish

I met Wen Liangxun a month ago.

I held up the notebook and made gestures to a foreign woman. The woman read the words in the notebook and became filled with sympathy. She gave me a hundred-dollar bill. I bowed gratefully, with tears in my eyes. , watching her enter the airport security checkpoint, he quickly found a corner, held up the banknote and raised his head to identify the authenticity.

"Hey." A hand patted my shoulder, which scared me so much that I screamed unconsciously. I turned around and saw a handsome face, healthy wheat-colored skin, light blue He was wearing a sports coat, squinting his eyes and examining me with interest, "Little liar, which school are you from?"

I felt a thump in my heart, he might have seen through the scene just now. There was a paragraph written in English on the notebook I was holding. The general idea was: Unfortunately, my wallet disappeared just after I got off the plane. My ID card, cash and bank cards were all missing. I came here to travel and I am not familiar with the place. Please lend me some money to take a taxi. Go to the bank, report the loss and get a replacement card, and they will send you the money. You can take down my phone number and also leave your account and address. Please!

Of course, this passage was translated by Wei Jinduo. When I told her that it was an English composition question in the exercise set, she believed me. There are three reasons why I pretended to be deaf and went to the airport to deceive international friends.

First of all, deaf-mute people are more sympathetic, and I don’t have to talk to them in broken English, and I won’t be listened to by the airport security. Furthermore, the airport is different from the train station. People with bigger pockets and higher quality, especially international friends, can get US dollars most of the time. Finally, many foreigners are just tourists. They get on the plane and fly away and will probably never come back to this country again and meet again. The chance of being cheated is extremely slim.

I would take the bus to the airport every other weekend to continue this activity, but this was the first time in a year that this was discovered. Fortunately, he was just an outsider, and considering that he was only around 20 years old, he wouldn't have the urge to call the police. After all, I am such a beautiful, pure and pitiful girl.

"Then, whoever sees it has a share, I will give you twenty." I suggested very proudly.

He still crossed his arms and smiled mischievously. Although he had good-looking features and was well-dressed, boys who pushed beyond the limits should never let down their guard against him. "If I accept your money, won't I become a criminal?" When he speaks, the small dimple near the corner of his lips will appear, immediately defeating the illusion of coolness.

"If you give up your share of money in exchange for a wish, I will put your wish into my wish bottle. My dad is a sailor, and he will put it in for you when he goes to sea. Far, far away in the deep sea." I blinked my eyes covered with thick mascara and said nonsensically, "Wishes placed in the deep sea will be easier to come true."

He held his chin. I said thinking about it, and then said: "This proposal is very special, deal."

I smiled sweetly at him, rummaged through the huge canvas pocket on my shoulder for a note paper and pen and handed them to him , I couldn't help but secretly laugh in my heart: This world is really beautiful, and there are people more stupid than Wei Jinduo. He actually took this kind of nonsense that even a little girl obsessed with watching Korean dramas would not believe.

He tore off the note he had written on and carefully folded it a few times before putting it in my hand. He smiled mysteriously and walked away. The small but deep dimples actually made me laugh. He was a little unable to recover, but was immediately awakened by his sudden words.

He said: "The international friend just now is my aunt.