Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 1211 The only stain on wealth

porridge:"?"

Should she tell him that she is rich?
However, before she could speak, there were several bursts of laughter around her.

Someone said: "I also admire Fugui. She is really powerful. She killed the top 100 list of darknet by herself."

"I know, I know, she is also my idol! I dream of being as powerful as her, no, just half as good."

"That's the name. It makes me a little embarrassed to tell others that I admire her."

As soon as the man finished speaking, two voices said angrily: "What's wrong with this name?"

After saying that, the two of them were stunned and looked at each other. It was actually him/her?
Congee and Fang Zichong looked at each other, a little surprised.

Fang Zichong asked curiously: "You also admire wealth?"

Porridge hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "That's right."

"What do you mean?" Fang Zichong frowned, very dissatisfied with her answer, feeling that her worship was not pious enough, "Yes, it means, if it doesn't, it doesn't. We rich and powerful men don't want you to accept it."

After saying that, he looked at the person who just spoke fiercely, even more angry than Churro himself, "Tell me, what's wrong with this name? It's domineering and down-to-earth, what's your dissatisfaction with it?"

Everyone knew that he was a loyal fan of Fugui, and the person who just spoke smiled and apologized: "I made a mistake, this name is very good, not something that ordinary people can think of."

Porridge is not stupid, and even because he has been acting all year round, he can clearly tell that he is lying.

She puffed her cheeks out in displeasure.

What's wrong with calling him Fugui? It's so good. It sounds like it attracts wealth and blessing. It's better than Big Rich Brother's name.

But now that this happened, she no longer said she was rich.

People who don't know how to appreciate her name have no right to know her identity!

At that moment, someone asked out of curiosity: "Porridge, your father is from Team Ye, right? I heard that you also came from the Fourth Bureau. Have you ever seen Fugui?"

Congee nodded, "I've seen you before. We are very familiar with each other and see each other every day."

She saw it in the mirror when she was washing her face.

Hearing this, everyone else became visibly excited, and even Fang Zichong couldn't help but look over at her.

Regardless of her name, she is really capable and they all really admire her.

At this moment, everyone asked excitedly: "What does Fugui look like? Is he a boy or a girl?"

"It's a man. I heard that he was very skilled. He started taking action ten years ago. I remember that the best players in the four games ten years ago were all men."

"Yeah, well, that's a pity. I heard that Fugui is only 1.6 meters tall. It's a pity."

"Nonsense!" Congee's eyes suddenly widened, "It's 1.67 meters!"

She's already miserable enough, why should she be counted down by seven centimeters!

Unexpectedly, when they heard this, the expressions of the others became even more shattered, "He's only 1.67 meters tall. Hey, he's still short. It's a pity. If he were taller, he would be even taller."

Congee agrees with this.

She pursed her lips and wondered why she was so short.

There is no momentum at all when speaking out.

Now she really doesn't want to say that she is rich, and she doesn't want to give anyone the opportunity to laugh at him for being short.

Just thinking about it makes me angry!
Qin's one meter sixty-seven is a stain on her life, Qin Qimi!

Fang Zichong's expression also became hesitant, but as a fan of Fugui, he said: "It doesn't matter if you are powerful enough. What do you want to do if you are so tall? No matter how tall you are, it still doesn't work if your fists are not strong enough. You are just a fool." indivual."

Hearing this, Congee stared at him. Not only was he not moved at all, but he also felt that he was in Versailles.

A well-fed man doesn’t know a hungry man is hungry, that’s what he’s talking about!
Why are you so tall? Of course it’s for face.

Even if Qin Qimi can't reach it, Qin two meters sounds more domineering than Qin one meter sixty-seven. snort!
She looked at Fang Zichong with envy and jealousy, which made Fang Zichong confused. He didn't know what he said wrongly to offend her.

This was what Xi Mo saw when he came over. He walked over and touched Porridge's head, "What are you doing? You're so angry."

Porridge looked up at him, feeling sad, and threw herself into his arms, wanting to cry.

Why is everyone taller than her?

With such good genes, why can't she grow taller?

Seeing her like this, Xi Mo couldn't help but feel worried. He frowned and his aura became cold. He glanced around and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Fang Zichong didn't know what was going on, so he told them everything that happened just now.

"We don't know what happened to her."

Ximo: "..." He knew.

It must be their height that pricks the little melon's heart.

When she was a child, Congee always cared about this. Every time they told her, she would get angry, but they would coax her and tell her that she would be taller when she grew up.

It's not like I was lying to her, but her expectations were too high. Even a tree might not grow that high at seven meters.

One meter sixty-seven is actually not very short for a girl.

But for porridge, it’s still not enough.

Seeing that the little girl was really sad, Xi Mo coaxed: "Okay, don't cry anymore, you are not yet an adult. I heard that there are many people who hold the tail of their youth and grow a little longer, so you still have a chance. "

"Really?" Congee's eyes suddenly lit up and she looked at him eagerly, "Then can I be as tall as my uncle?"

This is a bit difficult, right?

Just as he was hesitating, Congee saw what he was thinking, and suddenly felt sad and burst into tears.

Xi Mo's heart skipped a beat, it was over, he couldn't be coaxed anymore.

He had a terrible headache and didn't know what to do.

All he can say is: "Qunchu, you girl doesn't look good when you are as tall as us."

Hearing this, Congee looked unhappy and said, "Uncle, you favor boys over girls."

Why should it be natural for their men to be tall, but not their girls?

Xi Mo choked.

It's not that he thinks girls can't grow so tall, but he knows that Congee can't grow this tall on her own.

She is only 1.67 meters tall now. Even if she tries her best, she can't be as tall as him.

But she couldn't say this. If she did, she would be even more furious.

Xi Mo pinched his eyebrows, not knowing how to coax her.

She cried so sadly that the other elders couldn't say anything.

Fang Zichong frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a word of comfort and said, "Although you are short, rich and powerful people are also short. You still hope to be on par with her in terms of martial arts."

However, she is rich!
He just said that wealth is short.

Wow——

Congee was just crying silently at first, but now her defenses were completely broken.

Her fans all said she was short and she was dead!
I can't live this day!
Why is her life so miserable!

(End of this chapter)