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

Chapter 256 If he goes bankrupt, he will have time to spend with you.
Five minutes later, the principal looked at the porridge, steamed buns and rice. He was eating very happily. He came over and coaxed: "Porridge, you are so busy just eating the staple food. Come and have some dishes."

Congee shook his little head, and the Soaring Claw also swayed like its little tentacles, "There is meat in the dish, I can't eat it."

"Then drink soup. There's no meat in the soup."

Hearing this, Porridge took the time to poke his head out of the bowl and looked at him with his big black eyes, which made the principal feel guilty.

"What, what's wrong?"

Porridge looked at him and puffed out his cheeks: "Grandpa, the director, is lying. There is obviously meat in the soup."

The director was dumbfounded. There was indeed meat in the soup, but it had been fished out. Unexpectedly, the little girl could still smell it.

This nose is quite pointy.

Seeing that Zouzhou would rather eat white rice than meat, he was a little worried and said with a bitter face: "I'm sorry, the principal of the school lied. I apologize to Zouzhou."

Congee waved her hand generously, "It's okay."

"Can you eat some meat in the porridge? Eating meat is good for your health?"

Porridge shook his head, and said the same thing: "Eating meat will worsen your life of lack of money, so you can't eat it."

The director didn't know what life without money meant, so he was a little confused when he heard it, but he understood it. Anyway, it would be over if he just stopped eating.

You could say she is a picky eater about porridge, but she will eat everything except meat. She can also eat white rice and dry steamed buns very deliciously, but she is not a picky eater. She will not eat a bite of meat.

He wiped his face, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he couldn't bear the little girl eating only white rice, so he asked the master chef in the kitchen to fry two vegetarian dishes and bring them over. He thanked the porridge happily and started eating again with the bowl in his arms. Not a grain of rice was left, and the food was very clean.

Seeing this, the director couldn't help laughing again, shook his head, got up and went outside to call Grandpa Qin.

It's up to them to persuade them to eat meat.

He is gone.

On the way out, Huo Jian happened to come in. The bodyguards were chasing him and coaxing him to eat, but Huo Jian still showed no interest.

Seeing this, the dean was also a little sad. It would be nice if the two children could be reconciled.

One has twenty bowls per meal, and the other cannot eat even two bites per meal. This is really extreme.

Congee also saw him and remembered that he gave her his meal yesterday. She already placed him in the ranks of good people and immediately waved to him.

Seeing how enthusiastic the little chubby girl was, Huo Jian paused and thought she was greedy for his food. He took the lunch box from the bodyguard's hand and pushed it in front of Qi Zhou, raised his chin and said, "Eat."

Porridge blinked. She just wanted to say hello to him. She was already full.

However, it can still be stuffed.

So, she was not polite, just hugged it and started eating.

After eating, Congee took out a pill from his bag and handed it to him, "Here, meal money."

Today's one was green, so Huo Jian didn't take it seriously. He just thought it was candy and put it away without any intention of eating it.

Congee blinked and looked at him. Seeing that the corners of his eyes were full of black spots, his whole body was wilted, and he looked very bad. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Looking at her, Huo Jian couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the car yesterday, and said with some envy: "Your dad is so kind. He comes to pick you up after get off work, unlike my dad..."

Speaking of Huo Mingxuan, his eyes dimmed, he pursed his lips, his eyes full of disappointment.

After going back yesterday, after he smashed eight vases, seven bowls, and six "antiques" that had been replaced by fakes by the housekeeper, Huo Mingxuan finally came back.

Naturally, the two had another quarrel.

Thinking of this, Huo Jian said angrily: "Who asked him to talk first and keep his words?"

Porridge blinked, but his focus was on another thing: "You actually smashed so many things! How much does that cost?"

The little girl looked distressed and looked at him with accusing eyes, as if she were looking at a prodigal son.

Huo Jian choked up and said with some dissatisfaction, "Is this the point?"

"What else?" Congee was not happy, "No matter what, you can't use money to vent your anger." Huo Jian'an was confused and said angrily: "Money, money, money, is money so important? It's all day and night. Know money!”

The accusation on his face was inevitably a bit angry, but Porridge replied seriously: "Of course money is important. Without money, you can't afford to eat, and you can't buy gold."

As she spoke, she shook her little head proudly, and the little ingot on her head was very conspicuous.

"Money addict." Huo Jian said with disdain.

Porridge was not angry, but nodded happily, "Yes, yes, yes, I am a money addict. My name is Qin Caicai. Brother Dafu said that we are all money fans!"

She also looked proud.

Huo Jian was speechless and didn't know what to say. After a while, he sighed and said in frustration: "But money can't buy time. I would rather my dad have no money and just have more time to spend with me."

Porridge didn't understand. Seeing his sad face, he asked, "Isn't your father going to accompany you?"

Huo Jian shook his head, "He is always busy with work. It would be great if he didn't have a job."

Will this allow me to stay with him forever?

Porridge tilted her little head and thought about it. She didn't know what the conflict was between work and spending time with her children. Her father also had to work, but he would also play with her.

After hearing his last words, Congee leaned over and asked, "Do you really want your father to have no job?"

"Ah."

Huo Jian nodded.

He really wanted his father to accompany him.

Congee happily came up with an idea and said, "Then you can let my father bankrupt your family! Then your father will have no job."

Hearing this, Huo Jian's eyes lit up, and then he thought of something and felt a little disappointed, "But my father is very rich, and your father probably can't do it."

Hearing what he said, Porridge was not happy, "My father is amazing. He is the richest man, the richest person!"

Richest man?

Huo Jian was delighted, "Really? Then can your father help me?"

"Yes, daddy loves me the most. He will definitely help me as I say."

Huo Jian was even happier, and his pale little face was a little more joyful. The two little boys got together and chattered about how to bankrupt the Huo family.

Behind him, the bodyguard was sweating coldly. He knew the origin of this little girl. The Qin family really had this ability.

And he had found out that Mr. Qin was just a daughter slave. His daughter did whatever she said. She was an out-and-out daughter-in-law. Maybe she could actually attack the Huo family for this little girl.

Seeing that the two of them were about to finalize the deal, the bodyguard hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Well, no, it's not that bad. Young Master, if you want your husband to accompany you, you can just say so. If you go bankrupt, your husband will have to find a way to make money. I will be even busier and I won’t have time to accompany you.”

Well, this is different from his purpose.

Porridge scratched his head and felt that this method was not feasible. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but show off: "My father is better. Although he also works, he often stays with me."

Huo Jian knows this.

Thinking of the scene I saw yesterday, I looked envious and felt even more dissatisfied with Huo Mingxuan.

He doesn't make as much money as the little fat girl's father, and he's even busier than others.

Thinking about this, he made a face, and when school was over in the afternoon, he became even more angry when he saw that Huo Mingxuan didn't come to pick him up because of work.

He returned home angrily, sat on the sofa with his arms folded, and waited for more than half an hour before Huo Mingxuan came back.

He looked at him sideways, snorted and said, "The beggar is on his way at night."

Huo Mingxuan paused and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Poor work!"

(End of this chapter)