As soon as I got up, my mother asked me to go to the opposite store to buy bread. I took the money very reluctantly and walked lazily to the buffet. Diary 200 words
'auntie, buy a bag of bread.' I slowly handed the money to my aunt.
'it's so early, kid.' My aunt said as she handed me the change and bread.
With a jingle, I looked down. A dollar coin fell between my fingers and rolled to the other end of the counter. I subconsciously walked over. When I just bent down to pick it up, I felt as if there were several pages pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN". One eye was looking at me, and even the aunt of the buffet was looking at me.
"How stingy it is to pick up a dollar when it falls on the ground!" I thought to myself: a school popsicle is only fifty cents! And there are so many people looking at me. Thinking of this, I straightened out my chest, walked out of the store with a high air, and looked at the next few pairs of eyes with pride.
"Big sister, why don't you give up the one yuan you lost?" Just as I was secretly proud of my behavior, the little girl of my aunt in the store came after me and handed me the one yuan I had just dropped.
I awkwardly took a coin and turned red.