This story is pure silliness. I'm just writing it for fun, so if you don't like it, scroll on.
It was especially cold today.
After collecting junk, Zhi Zhang found somewhere to sleep. Beside the dumpster where she often spent the night, she spotted something?!
No, it was a person.
So fat, she thought it was junk. The person said her name was Hong Pangpang.
They'd barely exchanged a couple of words...
Zhi Zhang's stomach: grrrr~
Hong Pangpang's stomach: grrrr~
Just then, an old man showed up. "Steamed buns for sale!"
Their eyes lit up at once, and they reached for the buns without a word.
Only after they finished eating did they realize... they hadn't paid!
Zhi Zhang: "Grandpa, how much are the buns?"
Old man: "Fifty cents."
Zhi Zhang: "How about I give you some of my hair to cover it, Grandpa?"
Old man: ?!
"You little brat, don't run!!"
This old man appears in one of the editor's books.
As for Zhi Zhang, don't bother remembering her. Just remember she's an idiot who's died three times.
Hong Pangpang has always been a side character, so this time I'll give her an extra treat.
This is just for entertainment, but it's adapted from real events.
Theme: The importance of money in life
When will help catch up to this!
Old man: Zhi Zhang, I will always remember you