Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

Shiro rolled his eyes, "I'm not a roundworm in the old man's stomach, how could I know?"

Goro was upset, "You already know that he has collected interest, but why don't you know where he collected it? It's a pity that he always claims to be a know-it-all on weekdays."

After listening to Goro's complaint, Shiro didn't mind at all, but said with a smile: "You also said that you are a know-it-all, but not a know-it-all. Unfortunately, the matter of who to ask for interest is not within the scope of my know-how."

Goro, "..."

I have seen someone with a sharp mouth, but absolutely no one is stronger than the fourth brother.

It's a pity that when my mother stopped frying the meat on a bamboo board, no matter how powerful her mouth was, she would just cry.

Goro looked at Shiro who was approaching Shiro, and silently closed his mouth.

Shiro was passing a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, but before he could swallow it, his ears were raised.

"Cough cough... ouch... cough cough..."

"Mom! Why are you pulling my ear again?"

Wu Yuniang: "Why do you say? What's wrong with Wulang?"

If you want to talk about several sons, which one is the least worrying, it is definitely Shiro.

He's only eight years old, little kid, he doesn't know how to grow up, it's too much.

There are many things that children who are older than him may not be able to understand, but this kid understands.

The most frightening thing is that some of them are ignorant, and he loves to think about them.

The father-in-law took Brother Shan out early in the morning. At that time, even Dalang was still sleeping in. He didn't know how he came up with the idea of ​​charging interest.

"Then charging interest is charging interest, and I'm not talking nonsense."

After hearing this, Wu Yuniang grabbed Shiro's ear and went out.

Mi Bao used to sit obediently in his seat and drink porridge, but now he looked out, his little feet hanging in the air lightly kicked Xiao Huang who was squatting by his feet, lowered his head and blinked at Xiao Huang, Said in a breathy voice, "Xiao Huang, go and listen."

Xiao Huang immediately stood up, wagging his tail behind, and quickly followed out.

Fa Cai has now become Xiao Huang's little follower, and when he sees Xiao Huang going out, he also follows him out.

Mi Bao continued to drink porridge, Da Lang handed her a steamed bun, she took it, and expressed her thanks with wry eyebrows.

Wu Yuniang pulled Shiro to a corner of the courtyard, looked around, and asked him seriously, "How do you know that your grandpa and the others are collecting interest?"

"Wake up to pee in the morning, listen to what the old man told my dad."

Shiro rubbed his ears and said frankly.

When Su Yuniang heard this, she dared to know that.

She asked again, "Then do you know what interest is charged?"

Shiro rolled his eyes, "Well, it should be to find the person who bullied my aunt, to settle accounts with someone, right?"

Wu Yuniang, "Then do you know what bullied your aunt?"

This sentence has a tentative meaning.

The main reason is that she knows that Shiro likes to walk around the village every day when he has nothing to do. He listens and sees a lot, and she is afraid that this kid will hear something that he is not suitable to know now.

If he really knew that, he would have to call his in-laws, four of them together, and teach him a very painful lesson.

Shiro frowned, "If you bully, you bully. There are so many ways of cheating, beating, scolding and deducting wages. How do I know which one?"

"Or mother, would you like to tell me the details of my aunt being bullied?"