I won 90 million, all I want to do is lie down and relax!

The two, carrying the groceries they had bought, walked one after the other towards the parking lot.

Suddenly, Xia Ran, who was walking in front, stopped and turned around abruptly.

Lu Zhaoyang suddenly stopped and stood at attention, his face serious.

Xia Ran stared at him for a while.

Lu Zhaoyang blinked, looking completely innocent. "What's wrong, Teacher Xia?"

Xia Ran didn't speak for a while, then said in a muffled voice, "I know you want to laugh, so just laugh."

Lu Zhao shook his head seriously, his expression even more solemn as he said, "I didn't!"

No?

Xia Ran frowned slightly, completely unaware of her own adorable appearance.

Was that snickering behind me just a hallucination?

Puzzled, Xia Ran was about to turn around...

Suddenly, Lu Zhaoyang, unable to hold on any longer, turned his head away and his shoulders shrugged slightly.

Xia Ran snorted, her pink face flushed, and said somewhat angrily, "We originally planned to buy it at the original price, so I..."

"I know, I know..."

Now that he'd been exposed, Lu Zhaoyang stopped pretending. He turned around, no longer hiding his smile, and said, "But Teacher Xia, you really scared that auntie. She must have thought, 'Such a pretty girl, she's got some nerve!'"

Xia Ran clenched her fist and argued, "But the helmet seller clearly bargained down the price to half, and the shopkeeper happily agreed!"

"Well, Teacher Xia's observation is indeed very keen, but... helmets and vegetables are indeed quite different. Industrial products like helmets and clothes have relatively higher profit margins, so there is room for negotiation on prices, while vegetables have lower profit margins."

In fact, Xia later figured this out herself.

At this moment, Lu Zhaoyang burst into laughter. "Teacher Xia, do you believe me? When Auntie goes home and has dinner with her family today, she'll definitely talk about you. She'll pat her chest and say, 'You have no idea how amazing that young girl is! I thought I misheard!'"

"Stop talking!"

Xia Ran said angrily.

She had just thought it would be fun to be with Lu Zhaoyang.

Now, this person is so awful.

She was just a little careless and forgot that Lu Zhaoyang had only bargained down the price of the groceries by two cents.

She got the helmet for half price; if she had known, she would have just bought it on the spot.

But if we do that, it seems there's not much sense of accomplishment either.

Xia Ran was having an internal struggle.

As the two were approaching their parking spot, Lu Zhaoyang noticed an elderly woman standing behind his car, looking down as if examining something.

The other person kept looking up and around, looking anxious and worried.

Lu Zhaoyang and Xia Ran exchanged a glance and walked over.

"What's wrong, Auntie?"

As he got closer, Lu Zhaoyang asked the question and immediately understood what was going on.

There was a clearly visible scratch, more than ten centimeters long, on the rear left side of his car.

It looks particularly striking on this brand-new silver Tesla.

"Hey buddy, is this your car?"

The old lady had gray hair and a somewhat hunched posture.

Looking at Lu Zhaoyang, his face was filled with trepidation and unease.

"right."

Lu Zhaoyang calmly stepped forward.

Without asking, the current situation is already quite clear.

Sure enough, the old lady pointed to the dilapidated tricycle beside her and said cautiously, "I didn't mean to, I bumped into it..."

"A large truck honked its horn as it passed by, which startled the old lady."

A person next to him chimed in to explain.

"It's just a small scratch..."

Lu Zhaoyang had just opened his mouth, before he could continue speaking, when the old lady shakily pulled a wad of money from her pocket.

A wad of banknotes looks like a lot, but upon closer inspection, there isn't much money in it.

Most of them were in ten-yuan and five-yuan notes, but three bright red bills stood out the most.

"Hey buddy, don't call the police. I'll give you three hundred yuan, okay?"

The old lady pulled out three of the largest banknotes and handed them over, a cautious and forced smile on her face. "I'm old and don't have much income."

Lu Zhaoyang glanced at the tricycle parked to the side, which still had two bundles of spinach on it and the cargo bed was covered in mud that had not been swept away.

If I'm not mistaken, the old lady must have just finished selling her goods at her stall and was preparing to go home.

For this elderly man, it's hard to imagine how long it would take him to earn three hundred yuan through frugal living.

"Her husband is in the hospital, and her child fell last year and can't work yet."

An old man came over and said something that brought the atmosphere to a freezing point.

"It's alright, Auntie, I can just spray it on myself and it'll be fine."

Lu Zhaoyang couldn't bear to hear about such human misfortunes, and his eyes welled up with tears.

"No, I have to give you the money."

The old lady insisted on handing the money to him.

"Auntie, are the spinach on this vehicle for sale?" Lu Zhaoyang asked, pointing to the tricycle without taking the money.

The aunt, not understanding, nodded.

"Alright, consider these two rounds of spinach as compensation for me."

Lu Zhaoyang stepped forward, took the spinach in his hand, and said with a smile, "Alright, Auntie, we're even now. You don't owe me anything. Go on your way and be more careful in the future."

Lu Zhaoyang firmly pushed the money back.

"This... thank you, thank you so much!"

The last two bunches of spinach couldn't even be sold for a dollar.

The old lady was so emotional that she was almost speechless with gratitude.

"Let's go, Auntie."

When the tricycle arrived, Lu Zhaoyang turned to Xia Ran, waved the spinach in his hand, and laughed, "I knew it felt like something was missing. Now it's all there, we can make a soup."

Xia Ran's lips curled up slightly, as if she were looking at this "senior" who was only three years older than her for the first time.

Before this, her impression of Lu Zhaoyang was that of an ordinary alumnus who was interesting, easy-going, and occasionally liked to make jokes.

She had just been browsing a roadside stall, picking out vegetables and haggling over prices. He had a down-to-earth, everyday charm that felt fresh and appealing to her.

He laughed unrestrainedly after making a fool of himself by trying to haggle down the price to half.

Although she appeared angry, she knew that she found Lu Zhaoyang's youthful and mischievous side quite amusing.

In her eyes, he was just a carefree, joking young man with a touch of street smarts.

But what just happened really challenged her understanding.

Lu Zhaoyang's car is clearly a new one.

To be honest, even she would feel heartbroken to see this scratch, let alone him, the car owner.

When the old lady took out the money, Xia Ran even secretly broke out in a cold sweat, wondering how Lu Zhaoyang would handle it.

She had expected him to ask for less compensation, but she never imagined that he would only accept two bundles of worthless spinach and then call it even.

He not only did not hold the old man accountable, but even did so in the gentlest and most dignified way.

Xia Ran could tell that this kindness was not just superficial politeness or a momentary soft heart, but rather a kind of insight and generosity ingrained in her bones.