Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 66

Mu Qi chased after him, stood opposite him, stretched out his right hand, and said seriously:
"I see you every morning in the janitor's room, but never know your name."

"I hope to get to know you officially now."

"I, Mu Qi, am 16 years old and will be a sophomore in high school next year."

The uncle looked at him for a while before raising his arm and shaking hands with him.

"Zhang Jun, 58 years old, never went to school."

Mu Qi smiled:

"Grandpa Zhang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

……

On the way back to the village.

Mu Jianfeng clutched the pocket of money, and did not forget to make fun of Mu Qi:
"My parents say I'm smart, I think you're pretty good too."

Knowing that Zhang Jun is not easy, he seized the opportunity to make a friend, and it would be convenient to do private transactions in the future.

It's a pity that he was worried that the fourth child would read himself into a nerd when he was reading.

Mu Qi did not deny it.

Uncle Zhang also said that everyone has to seize the opportunity to climb up.

But he is also respectful and polite to Uncle Zhang.

Both parties are interested in making friends, which is the best of both worlds.

Night falls.

The bells on the cow's neck jingled.

Mu Nannan heard the sound and ran out to meet him.

"father!"

"Uncle!"

"Second Uncle!"

"Fourth Uncle!"

She waved her fleshy paws, and the little tits called everyone loudly.

"Hey!"

Seeing that the frightened daughter was full of blood, Mu Jianfeng held her in his arms both at ease and rare.

Gently squeezed her face with rough fingers:
"Did you think about Dad?"

Mu Nannan's mouth is sweet:

"miss you!"

"I still miss Uncle and the others!"

Boss Mu and the others felt a little soft in their hearts.

They all started to envy the third one.

To have such a well-behaved and caring girl as Nan Bao.

Boss Mu's eyes moved to the door, and when he saw that Mu Sheng also trotted over like Nan Bao, he immediately squatted down, spread his arms, and made a welcome gesture.

Although his son was not as soft as Nan Bao when he was hugged, he also cherished that the child was close to him.

result,

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

"Dad, did you buy something delicious?"

With his petrified posture, Mu Sheng looked around in his pocket.

Turned to the end, empty.

"Not even a candy."

He whimpered softly.

His father is too poor.

Could it be that the pork is not sold?
Boss Mu frowned.

Keep brainwashing yourself:

This is a real son, can't fight, can't fight.

"Dad, I left you the chicken cake that my little brother gave me. It's sweet and soft, but it's delicious."

Mu Nannan's sweet milky voice floated from the main room.

"My daughter is so sweet."

This is Mu Laosan's proud and show-off voice.

Boss Mu: "..."

Why is there such a big difference between sons and daughters?

No matter how resentful he was, he still got a piece of the chicken cake in the end.

never mind!

The son is leaking air, but the little niece keeps warm.

The adults who came home late played with the children, and the family discussed money matters.

There was a pile of bills and change on the table.

From one penny, two cents, fifty cents to ten yuan, Mu Qi and Xu Lanxin tapped for five or six minutes.

Mu Nannan sat side by side with his brothers, holding his breath and listening to the money count.

"790 nine dollars and seventy-three cents."

"The bills are: a bicycle ticket, an [-]-pound meat ticket, a [-]-pound cotton ticket, three industrial tickets, and two foreign exchange tickets."

After Xu Lan reported the account in a clear and orderly manner.

Everyone in the room gasped in unison.

A total of more than 700 yuan, nearly eight hundred!

A dozen of them survived for several years before they survived to less than [-].

Unexpectedly, after selling two wild boars, he earned twice as much as his family savings in one day.

(End of this chapter)