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Chapter 243 Xiaoyi, is your family poor?

Chapter 243 Xiaoyi, is your family poor?
"Wow, Xiao Yi, you are so amazing, and the bag is so beautiful."

Han Zhimo looked at Xiao Yi's small dumplings and was very excited.

"Xiao Yi, why are you so good? I want to do it too." Tan Zhiyi also came up, half lying on the table, and looked at Xiao Yi with a smile.

Meng Ke also leaned over, stood aside and stared blankly at Xiao Yi making dumplings, fascinated by it.

Finally came over, Jiang Hanyuan, who was wearing a cool leather jacket, looked at the three people surrounding Xiaoyi, with a stinky face, and walked over.

Standing next to Xiao Yi, looking down at him.

"Xiao Yi, isn't your family very poor?"

The disgusting voice made the little man who was making dumplings pause, and slowly raised his head to look at Jiang Hanyuan who was beside him.

"I heard that you even know how much a catty of tomatoes cost, and you can make dumplings. Your family is very poor, that's why you do these things."

Jian Chu frowned, and looked at the little boy in front of him who was about the same age as Xiao Yi.

I don't understand a child, why would he have such an idea?

Xiao Yi looked at him without the slightest sense of inferiority or embarrassment, and said lightly, "Are you rich?"

Jiang Hanyuan raised his chin proudly when he heard the words: "Of course."

Xiao Yi looked away and continued making dumplings, her tone was very flat: "You are rich or your father is rich."

Such a sentence made Jian Chu and Xue Jiayu couldn't help laughing out loud.

This sentence is too classic.

Jiang Hanyuan didn't think there was anything wrong: "My father is rich, so is your father rich?"

Mentioning the word father, Jian Chu's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly raised her head to look at the arrogant child.

Even though he knew it was just a child, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows sharply.

Xiao Yi was obviously stunned for a moment, and Sheng Ze's face appeared in his mind.

He still has money...

The little man pursed his lips, his mood fluctuated obviously, and his voice was much colder than before.

"It doesn't matter if you have it or not. You have to fight for your own things, not rely on your father."

Such an adult-like remark surprised several adults.

Han Zhimo and Tan Zhi looked at Xiao Yi with admiration on their faces: "Xiao Yi, you are so amazing, why do you know everything?"

Children don't understand those things, they just think this sentence is so powerful.

At the same time, I also feel that being able to make dumplings is also a very powerful thing.

Jiang Hanyuan didn't understand why it was so good to make dumplings?Isn't this the job of a nanny?

"Hanyuan, come here." Song Xueya called out.

Jiang Hanyuan walked over, obviously a little unhappy.

"Xiaoyi is great, and our Hanyuan is also very good, how about making dumplings with Mother Song here?"

Hearing this, Jiang Hanyuan's expression improved a little, and he sat down, then took a bun skin unwillingly, and wrapped it up.

This time, a few children were led to sit down obediently and help make dumplings together.

At the beginning, Xiaoyi helped Jian Chu make the bag, but in the end, it turned into teaching a few children to make the bag.

Several children went to play together, and several adults made dumplings that would be exchanged for rice noodles for a while.

Jiang Hanyuan wrapped a few bags at the side, either not tightly packed, or very ugly.

He also got a lot of oil, and he was very angry, but he just refused to learn from Xiao Yi.

Listening to the chirping voices of Han Zhimo and Tan Zhiyi, he praised Xiao Yi from time to time.

Even Meng Ke kept looking at Xiao Yi, studying hard.

Jiang Hanyuan became even more angry.

Obviously in other places, other children are rushing to flatter and play with him.

Why is that poor ghost more popular than himself?
(End of this chapter)

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