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

Chapter 721 The second senior brother is here

"I happened to meet Fourth Junior Brother. I heard that he was going to fight with someone, so we came to take a look."

With a smile on his face, Mu Xuan calmly pushed and stepped on Xie Ziyue again.

Lu Qing looked gentle and a little surprised, "I didn't expect that person to be Congee."

Xie Ziyue: "..."

He is the person involved, there is no need for the two of them to help him recall the incident!
Sure enough, Congee had no idea how shady her two senior brothers were. After all, in her heart, one of them was an honest person and the other was a holy mother.

At that moment, like a blind dog emperor, she was provoked by two scheming green tea concubines. She glared at Bai Tiantian and thanked her for agreeing.

The more Xie Zi felt miserable, the more miserable his life became.

He looked at the porridge with a droopy face.

When will the junior sister be more partial to him?

Grandma Qin looked at them with a smile.

She was looking forward to the scene where several of Churro's senior brothers would gather together. It would definitely be better than the Gong Dou drama.

Speaking of this, she asked: "By the way, Congee, do you have any other senior brothers that we haven't met yet?"

Congee nodded, "Yes, yes, grandma hasn't met Sixth Senior Brother yet. He is taking care of Xin Bao and them. He will see Second Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother in a while. I haven't seen them for a long time."

"Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, do you know where they are?"

Mu Xuan thought for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know."

Lu Qing touched the black cloth on his eyes and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Congee, I can't see."

Bah, pretend, pretend again.

This black cloth told him not to tell people's fortunes randomly, and he wasn't really blind.

And why are you pretending to be serious? He dared to say that Mu Xuan would have figured out their whereabouts on the first day he came down the mountain.

This senior brother of theirs is usually someone with a dark heart.

However, Xiaohunjun didn't notice anything unusual at all, and really thought they didn't know, so he sighed heavily.

"Well, I originally wanted to say that Brother Seventh's paintings are beautiful, and I wanted to ask him to help me draw pictures for my game."

"And the second senior brother, he cooks the best."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but sip her saliva.

I really miss the steamed buns made by my second senior brother. They are big, fragrant and delicious.

Just don't know where he is now.

Hey.

At this time, the factory's back kitchen was busy.

Gu Shao flipped the spoon skillfully, and the food in the pot gave off a burst of fragrance, making people salivate.

The manager passed by and said, "How many times have I told you not to make the food so delicious? People will eat too much if it's so delicious."

Gu Shao wiped the sweat from his head and asked doubtfully: "Isn't it bad to eat too much? We all work so hard, so we can only have strength if we eat more."

"What do you know?" The manager rolled his eyes at him, "It's all my money that they eat."

After saying that, he looked at the rice in his pot, picked up salt and poured half a bottle of salt into it, "That's it, put more salt in it so they can't eat it."

"What are you doing!" Gu Shao glared at him.

The manager said: "I'm telling you, from now on I will put in this amount. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't, just leave!"

The other chefs next to him all lowered their heads and dared not speak, only cursing in their hearts.

This stingy manager would buy the worst and cheapest vegetables every day. He would scold the workers if they took even one more bite of rice. He wished everyone could just work and not eat.

It's just for black-hearted people.

But in order to make money, they had no choice but to endure it.

Gu Shao couldn't bear it anymore. He took off his apron angrily and shook it, "I quit!"

After saying that, he strode out directly.

Being blown by the cold wind outside, he shivered subconsciously, and his mind suddenly came to his senses.

But no regrets.

People are as good as rice and steel, how can they do anything if they don't have enough food?

Alas, this month's work has been in vain again, and I can't get my salary.

No, he had to find another job, earn more money, and go back to the mountain to steam big steamed buns for his junior sister.Congee likes the big steamed buns he makes best.

Thinking of this, he regained his fighting spirit.

It happened that his co-worker group rang, and there was a recruitment message shared by someone.

His eyes lit up and he immediately took the bus to the city...

Congee showed Qin Lie the suggestions that Xie Ziyue just mentioned to her and listened to his experience for a while. Then she suddenly understood and climbed into bed to sleep.

The next day, after breakfast, she went to school carrying her small schoolbag.

When he arrived at the door, he happened to see Huo Jian running towards the school in a hurry with a fried dough stick in his hand.

Congee ran over and called him, "Xiao Shougan, haven't you eaten?"

"Don't mention it." Huo Jian frowned, puffed his face, and said angrily, "He's not his ex-father!"

ah?Uncle Huo?

Congee looked surprised, "What's wrong with him?"

When he mentioned it, Huo Jian looked disgusted.

"He didn't know what the cause of the convulsion was in the morning, so he refused to let dad cook. He said he wanted to make porridge, but he burned the pot while making porridge. He said he would steam buns, but he steamed this for me to eat."

As he said that, he took out a bag from his schoolbag and held the top one, disgusted with it.

Porridge glanced at it, "Good guy, if he hadn't said it, she almost didn't recognize it was a steamed bun."

I saw that the bun was very small, not white and fat at all, but also a little yellow, looked wrinkled, and could still smell a little sour.

Porridge felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He covered his nose and said in a low voice: "Little thin man, you should throw this away quickly. This will eat people up."

Who said no.

Huo Jian looked sad and angry, "I threw it to my dog, but the dog didn't even eat it!"

He didn't want to take it at first, but his father said that his ex-father had been busy all morning, so he shouldn't break his heart.

Let him hold it and throw it away when he is far away and out of sight.

Porridge also sighed, "Uncle Huo is just wasting food. It's so hateful."

Who said no.

Huo Jian shook his head, quickly found a trash can, threw the buns away, and took a bite of the fried dough sticks to calm down his shock.

Porridge looked at him sympathetically, "Will you be full after eating this? My grandma also brought me delicious food to share with you."

Huo Jian looked at her moved, but still shook his head, "No, Fatty, you can eat by yourself. It's okay. I don't eat much. I can eat at school until noon."

If his ex-father wants to cook tomorrow, he will never want to go home again.

too frightening.

Is that rice?That's obviously poison!
Hey, I don’t know why his father spoiled him so much.

He sighed deeply and shook his head sadly.

The problem is, he is spoiled by him, and he is the one who suffers!
What a crime he did!
Why is life so hard!

He sighed three times with each step, and Porridge looked at him with even more sympathy.

so poor.

Fortunately, her food is quite delicious.

Finally, at noon, when the bell rang, Huo Jian was the first to run out.

Porridge also hurriedly followed him, surpassed him, and said: "Little thin man, I will help you get a big chicken drumstick!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, Fatty!"

"Why are you so polite?" Congee's voice came from the wind. When Huo Jian opened his eyes again, he could no longer see her.

Congee quickly ran to the restaurant, picked up her bowl, stood on tiptoes, and said softly: "Uncle, I want ten chicken legs."

She eats nine, and the little one eats one.

Just right.

"Okay." Gu Shao responded, lowering his head to eat.

Porridge tilted his head, this voice...

(End of this chapter)