Eighty Koi Fubao get rich

Chapter 101

Covering his hands, he said aggrievedly, "Ah Chao, the wild persimmons on the side of the road that no one wants, I...don't deserve to eat them?"

"I don't feel hungry after eating, how can I eat more persimmons."

The boy who didn't understand the reason looked at the female doll suspiciously.

"If you eat too much, your stomach will not digest it, and it will easily cause...difficulty in excretion."

Hearing this, the young man's face immediately turned livid, and the attractive orange persimmon, in his eyes at this moment, was a wild beast, so he hurriedly got up and hid in the house.

"Get out!"

"Xia Xia, are you hungry? Auntie is going to the kitchen to cook."

"Aunt Wu, I want cold noodles with shredded pork."

"Okay, it will be done in a while."

Food is the best motivation, the two speed up, and after 10 minutes, they finished peeling a basket of persimmons.

With a stern face, Jiang Chao pulled out the master and apprentice of Huahua, took out a ball of cotton thread, and taught the two to tie the Guoti hand in hand.

The curtain-like persimmon strings are hanging on the bamboo drying racks, looking very gratifying.

"Woo, my waist hurts so much, little butterfly, help me beat it."

"Hey, I've only been working for a while, but my waist is not good. The surname is Feng, drink more nourishing soup to nourish the kidney!"

The young man's eyes widened immediately, he pinched his waist, and refused to admit defeat: "Hmph! This young man's kidneys are recovering... Hiss, it hurts, it hurts so much, Little Butterfly, take it easy."

"Big brother, did you get up too fast just now and twisted your waist?"

At a young age, the probability of waist problems should not be high.

"Yes, I got up too fast, no, I have to go back to the room and lie down for a while."

When the young man was helped away, he glanced at Jiang Chao provocatively.

After going back to the house to lie down, Yun Xia lifted the hem of her clothes and rubbed him for a long time, until Aunt Wu called for someone to eat, then she slapped someone on the back.

"Hiss, little butterfly, murder your brother!"

"The meal is ready, don't you go to the main room to eat?"

Hearing this, the boy kicked his legs and muttered, "I have a back pain, I can't get up, little butterfly, can you feed me?"

Jiang Chao, who had just walked to the door, heard his words, laughed angrily, walked in with a straight face, and said quietly: "Feng, how about I feed you?"

"It's not impossible!" After finishing speaking, he crawled into bed, only showing the back of his hairy head.

Yun Xia raised her eyebrows slightly, and pulled Jiang Chao away. After quickly finishing two bowls of rice, she took a bowl of shredded pork cold noodles and went to sleep on her side.

The smell of rice attracted the people on the bed, the boy turned over, his bright eyes were fixed on the big bowl in the girl's hand.

"Added three tablespoons of meat, get up!"

"I don't, you feed me!"

Grinning her mouth, as if enduring the pain, Yun Xia, who is a playwright, picked up the noodles and fed them pretentiously. The boy enjoyed it a lot.

"Don't have hands? Ask a girl to feed you, is it ashamed to throw it away?"

"Teacher, let my sister hey, shame on your face!"

The quilt is covered on the body to enhance the sense of security, "Hmph, I am a patient!"

"Lingling, why don't you feel uncomfortable, do you want to go to the hospital?" Several people were lying on their sides, attracting Wu Lifang's attention, and after hearing what he said, they asked anxiously.

"Godmother, I'm fine, I just twisted my waist."

"Waist twist is a big deal, lie down!"

"But I... haven't eaten yet!"

Hearing this, Yun Xia grabbed a big ball of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth, secretly thinking young man, you can shut up, you have to have a degree in pretending to be sick.

Yes, she had already found out that Jingjing Ling was pretending to be sick, and she screamed in pain before pressing the acupuncture points, but today she is in a good mood and is willing to act with him.

But Wu Lifang obviously took it seriously, the worry and melancholy in his eyes were almost overflowing, the young man blamed himself, puffed up his cheeks, got out of bed and jumped a few times to show that he was fine.

"Godmother, I'm teasing Little Butterfly, don't take it seriously!"

"You child, pretending to be sick and scaring people? Don't dare to do that next time!"

"Oh, no, he's really sick!"

With a gloomy face, Jiang Chao grabbed the noodles and forced the boy to sit down, "Your back hurts, don't move around, open your mouth, I'll feed you!"

The husky, who wanted to survive, had to do so in order to avoid being beaten.

Then, several people witnessed the 'cramming style' feeding, and sometimes the teenager had to swallow it before he could chew it, because another ball of noodles was eyeing him.

Hiss, the food looks too unsightly, I couldn't bear to look at it again, so I dragged Aunt Wu and An An out of the bedroom.

The young man was tortured for a full 10 minutes, and secretly kicked the pork shredded cold noodles out of the menu, with wet eyes, looking pitifully at Jiang Chao.

"If there is another time, the punishment will not be so simple!"

Hearing this, the boy shook his head like a rattle, "There will be no next time."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Wu Kelian collapsed on the bed, and he didn't know when Jiang Chao would leave.

The next day, at 8:[-] p.m., several people left the small shop with fruits in their hands. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the alley, they heard a good thing from a neighbor that the Wang family had been waiting at the door for a whole day.

"Aunt Wu, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight, so you should hide behind later."

"How can adults hide, children rush forward, and you hide behind me for a while, can the Wang family beat people in broad daylight?"

Xiao Jiangan held his mother's hand tightly, worried and afraid: "Mom, why don't you go back first and call the police over."

"An'an, don't be afraid, Wang Dali was imprisoned, the rest are old and weak, women and children, they can't beat us."

After finishing speaking, he picked a few hard long wooden branches from the waste wood in the corner and distributed them to several people. Then he walked towards the alley with his head held high, valiant and high-spirited.

"Let's go, Little Butterfly is going to magnify his move!"

"Hey, fight, how can we let the girl rush to the front."

Even Xiao Jiang An was given a wooden stick the same length as his height. With the stick in his hand, he felt very safe in his heart. Like sister Yun Xia, he held his head high and took... small steps.

Unexpectedly, the Wang family didn't come to pick quarrels and troubles, but... knelt down and begged for mercy?
"God-sent mother, what are you doing?"

The fat woman grabbed Wu Lifang and begged for mercy, but the deep hatred flashed through her eyes from time to time.

Seeing that Aunt Wu was overwhelmed, Yun Xia stepped forward and pulled the two of them away, "Aunt Li, Uncle Wu was imprisoned for not only participating in robbery, but also gambling?"

According to what she said, it was as if Wang Dali could come out after the Jiang family wrote a letter of understanding!

gamble?Li Cuihua's eyes narrowed, and she turned her head to look at the old woman. The old woman turned her head away guiltily, and muttered, "Man, who doesn't play mahjong for fun? How can 5 cents be regarded as gambling?"

"5 yuan a game, it is rumored that I owe four or five hundred!"

"You girl doll is too ignorant, how can you..."

"Five yuan? Damn it, the salary is only 5 a month, so let him be so miserable, four or five hundred foreign debts, how can you pay it back?"

The old lady Li rolled her eyes and said impatiently: "The boss has been arrested, so why pay it back, girl Yun, the Wang family will take care of you for a year anyway, according to your seniority, you have to call me a grandma, in terms of 'yun' and 'wang' For the love of the family, write a letter of understanding, the kind signed and agreed by the owner of the supermarket."

"Hey, grandma? Is there any grandma in the world who would convert her granddaughter's food, clothing, housing and transportation into the same value and write it down in the book as a basis for asking for money in the future? The Wang family raised me for a year. When will I not do it?" Live? Which meal did I eat like you? Even when it snowed heavily, I was driven out to pick up briquettes, while your grandchildren were sleeping under the covers!"

(End of this chapter)