That afternoon, my mother asked me to buy a box of milk. Because there was no change, she gave me a bill of 100 yuan, and I ran out of the house happily with the money.
Walking into the store, only one uncle leaned back in his chair, his feet facing the sky and snoring. His face was red and smelled of wine, so he knew he had drunk. I said politely, "Uncle, please bring me a box of milk." He heard the sound, staggered up from his chair, looked at me and stammered, "What do you want ... what do you want?" Obviously, he was drunk. Helpless, I had to repeat it again: "I want a box of milk." "Oh ..." He seemed to suddenly realize. He staggered to a big box, bent down and took out a box of milk. He handed me the milk and I took it out of my pocket and gave it to him 100 yuan. He paused, took the money and said vaguely, "How much ... is this milk short?" Yes, 23 yuan, looking for you ... 77 yuan? "I ignored him and thought: Ask me if you are not sure. He rummaged in a small paper box for a long time, and then handed me a 100 yuan bill, a 5 yuan bill and two coins. "This ..." I'm a little surprised. I didn't know what to say for a moment, but after two seconds, I came to my senses. It turned out that he had lost his mind and gave me 107 yuan. My heart is full of joy. Not only did it cost nothing this time, but it also got 7 yuan. What a great harvest! I pretended to be calm and took the money, quickly put it in my pocket, picked up the milk and left without looking back, for fear that he would notice again.
Walking out of this shop, I have an indescribable taste in my heart: how could I do such a thing? Teachers and parents have repeatedly warned us to be honest. Why am I still doing this?
I felt ashamed, so I went back to the store. The uncle didn't seem to know what happened just now, so he sat back in his chair and snored. I didn't wake him this time. I put 100 yuan on the table, found 70 yuan from that small box and crept home. ...
This time, I am very happy, because I have always been an honest person.