She is sweet and soft in the cannon fodder of the book, the educated youth is really fragrant

Chapter 317
Little sister Wen showed off to Mr. Huo until she got home and showed it to all four members of the Shen family.

Only Shen Jiaomei appreciated it: "This is good, I want to buy it too! Why don't you let me make another lid? This small bucket will get dirty easily without a lid."

Huo Mao: "...?"

what?
Miss Wen also thought it was ridiculous.

Pushing Shen Jiaomei away: "Don't imitate me! You can do it differently, or you can just be a pot."

Shen Yingnan was beside herself.

Wait until they are done arguing.

She asked silently: "So what does this mean to you?"

"A pot of gold." Wen Xiaomei said to her seriously, and showed the front of the small gold bucket to her.

Shen Yingnan saw it.

But she doesn't understand.

She really couldn't figure out why she did it like this, would it look good to hang a bucket around her neck?
Wen Xiaomei repeatedly emphasized a pot of gold.

Shen Jiaomei, who was beside her, was anxious for her and slapped her down: "Let's put it another way! What I mean is that I want to make a pot of gold!"

"Harmful!"

Shen Yingnan was left speechless.

Wen Xiaomei smiled sheepishly: "That's the idea."

Shen Yingnan said: "Okay, it looks good."

"It's so perfunctory." Miss Wen muttered.

Shen Yingnan had no choice but to change her words and warn again: "Yes, it's so beautiful. Remember to hide it, don't take it out casually, and don't show it to the old gentleman who enters the house."

That old master has a bad temper.

If she knew about Little Sister Wen's golden pot, she might be so angry that she would drive them away.

Little sister Wen snorted.

She doesn’t want to show it yet!

Huo Mao didn't seem to like her at first, but now he had to show it off when meeting someone.

Gradually, I came to believe in Xiaomei Wen’s love for a pot of gold.

Little sister Wen still wakes up happy when she goes to bed at night.

She dreamed that she really made a pot of gold, not only as big as a thumb, but also as tall as half a person!
It's all a little pot of gold.

She laughed out loud.

The Shen sisters who were sleeping next to her were frightened and woke up. The two of them shook Little Sister Wen awake.

Little sister Wen opened her eyes in confusion. She hugged one of them with one arm and smiled so hard, "I made money! A pot of gold! Hahaha... such a big piece of gold... I'm so rich."

The Shen sisters: "..."

have to.

Shen Jiaomei stretched out her hand to open her eyelids, forced her to turn on her phone, and shouted in her ear: "Wake up! You only have a pot of gold as big as your thumb!"

"Impossible!" Xiaomei Wen retorted, and wanted to turn over to point her out. When she got up, she was frozen by the night air-conditioning, and she suddenly woke up.

She lay down with a sad face: "My pot of gold!"

Shen Jiaomei pulled the red rope around her neck, pulled out a bucket of gold and put it into her hand: "Here it is, it's here, your brother Huo bought it for you."

Little sister Wen almost burst into tears.

Really uncomfortable!

She held the pot of gold in her hand, cried a little on the left side, and cried a little on the right side. After the rain and dew had soaked, she lay down flat on her back, wanting to return to her sweet dream.

Shen Yingnan gave her an idea: "If you want a pot of gold, earn it. From now on, you can buy one for yourself every six months. In 20 years, you will have a large pot of gold."

Miss Wen heard 20 years later.

Heart congestion.

Just turn off the mic manually for her.

The next day she felt refreshed and stood in the sun looking at her gold bucket.

Shen Jiaomei felt so embarrassed.

Turning around and seeing Huo Mao, she said to him: "Don't give it to her so quickly next time. Look at her look like that."

"I think it's pretty good." Huo Mao said.

Shen Jiaomei was speechless.Huo Mao bought breakfast.

So no porridge.

They ate steamed buns, fried dough sticks and drank soy milk.

Wen Xiaomei and Shen Jiaomei went to school step by step.

Huo Mao and the others still have serious things to do.

At the separate intersection, Shen Jiaomei stopped and asked Wen Xiaomei: "Little sister, did Zhang Hong come to see you yesterday?"

"No." Miss Wen shook her head and said.

After falling into a manure pit for the second time, Zhang Hong was already familiar with the road.

She comes to the classroom.

Li Miaoling happily said to her: "Little sister, Zhang Hong is really evil, and evil people will be punished. She has a bad mouth!"

"Ah?" Wen Xiaomei was stunned: "How did it get bad?"

Li Miaoling shook her head and said: "I don't know about this, but it seems to be very bad."

This melon is not too fresh.

No one talked much about it.

Even the front desk shook their heads and said, "Is there any?"

Li Miaoling changed her words: "Maybe I heard it wrong?"

However in the afternoon.

Most people in the class know this.

They gathered together and talked a lot.

Some people talked about the karma of the mouth and tongue, and said that Zhang Hong was rotten, her mouth was full of stench, and she often leaked soup and so on.

Little sister Wen heard about it.

I suspected that Zhang Hong might have an oral ulcer, and she probably didn't take it seriously, so it got worse.

But this has nothing to do with her.

The only thing worth being happy about.

Father Wen was unwilling to resign, but he made an agreement with the school to come to work for an hour or two every morning and then leave.

I don’t know what he said, but the school agreed, and then he followed Huo Mao to follow up on the bridge repair.

Xiaomei Wen spent a week without incident.

In the second week, Father Wen was exhausted physically and mentally, and he wanted to go on strike.

He followed Huo Mao back to the courtyard, and when he entered the door, he complained to Xiaomei Wen: "Little sister! Huo Mao is dishonest. You must not marry him."

"What did he do to you?" Wen Xiaomei curled her lips and asked casually.

Father Wen said angrily: "He said it was an easy job, but in the end he made me run back and forth all day! I have to run back and forth every day, I am really tired!"

He could hardly stay on school work anymore.

Wen Xiaomei said helplessly: "Dad, what kind of salary do you get, why are you not satisfied!"

After hearing this, Father Wen calmed down.

Still thinking it made sense, he muttered to himself: "The head of the factory has to travel around, and the salary is not as high as mine..."

Xiaomei Wen couldn't help but smile as she watched him persuade himself and adjust his condition.

When Father Wen raised his head, she quickly kept a straight face and said seriously: "Dad, as long as you can figure it out, you can only be stable with this money. My mother will definitely admire you!"

"Yes, yes!" Father Wen immediately raised his lips and said with a smile.

He is more capable than that surnamed Liao!

Father Wen was very happy, so he went back after having a meal. He went back to knit a sweater.

After Aunt Shen knew the whole thing, she gave Little Sister Wen a thumbs up: "Yes, your father can feel at ease in this way."

Little sister Wen asked in a low voice: "Auntie, don't you think it's unfilial for me to do this?"

"Why do you think so much, kid? You didn't do anything wrong." Aunt Shen glared at her angrily and gave her a chicken leg to eat.

Shen Jiaomei also came to beg for it, and pulled Xiaomei Wen and said, "Don't worry about your dad, help me find out what's wrong with my painting. Why does Aunt Huo say no!"

(End of this chapter)