The couple were flirting and flirting in the house, but they didn't realize that the one eavesdropping at the door was Dabao. He held his breath and leaned against the crack of the door to listen.

In fact, Dabao was going to the toilet and heard the adults in the room talking and talking about the movie company. He thought it might be related to his younger brother, so he listened a few times, and finally he heard such a big thing.

Dabao went to pee quietly, and then tiptoed to his younger brother's room. Xiaobao was concentrating on practicing the piano when his head was suddenly patted, and the force was quite strong, making a buzzing sound.

Xiaobao touched his head and turned around, saw his brother, and asked confusedly: "What's the matter?"

Why did my brother slap him on the head so hard? It hurt so much.

Dabao didn't say anything and took another photo. Xiaobao felt extremely aggrieved and stared at his brother accusingly with his lips pouted.

"You brat, you must act well for me. If you dare to act recklessly, I...I will clean up the house for dad and break your feet!" Dabao put his hands on his hips, tried to act like an adult, and lectured his younger brother in an imposing manner. .

"I will perform well. Brother, please don't hit me on the head. It hurts. Please spank me in the future, okay?"

Xiaobao made the request obediently. His brother had protected him from being beaten many times before, so he would definitely not fight back, but a slap on the head would hurt too much, so it would be better to spank him. He would definitely not scream.

"You idiot, you don't know anything, you're so mad at me!"

When Dabao thought of his aunt's loss of 300,000 yuan, his heart broke into 10,800 pieces. It hurt so much. 300,000 yuan, how much meat and rice could he buy?

It was estimated that it would be enough for him and his brother to live for a lifetime. All this money was lost to this stupid brother. The more Dabao thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but slap Xiaobao on the butt and cursed: "You loser!"

Xiaobao covered his butt, feeling extremely aggrieved, and defended in a low voice: "Brother, I didn't spend money randomly. I saved all the pocket money my aunt gave me."

His aunt gave him a dime of pocket money every day, but he didn't spend it. He kept it all in a piggy bank. Sometimes his brother asked him if he wanted money to spend. Why did he call him a prodigal? He was not convinced.

"The little pocket money you have is nothing. I know how much my aunt spent on you, a prodigal son, but I just made a movie for you. Ouch, I'm so angry. What kind of crap movie costs so much, ten of them are enough for you." !”

Dabao gritted his teeth and growled, "Three hundred thousand, he only gets a dime a day as pocket money, which is three yuan a month, thirty-six yuan a year, and only 3,600 yuan a hundred years. He has to live for ten thousand years." Only then can you save enough.

"Your crappy character was stolen by someone. Auntie spent 300,000 yuan to get it back for you. Count it yourself. How much is 300,000 yuan!"

Dabao told the secret that he had just overheard and stared at his younger brother with hatred. He is this unsatisfactory prodigal son. He is young, but he is the most aggressive spender in the family. A piano costs tens of thousands, and it is not enough to hire a piano teacher. Damn it, whose child can spend so much money?

"Can't you like something that saves money? It all costs money, 300,000...ah...it makes me so sad!"

Dabao poked his brother on the head a few times with his finger. He was so angry. It was not easy for Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu to make money. He was worried that he and his brother would put too much pressure on the family. Now there is a sister in the family. Don't save money.

Xiaobao's eyes widened in astonishment and he counted on his fingers, "One, two, three...ten, ten, eleven hundred, how much is one hundred and one hundred, brother?"

"Ten thousand!"

Dabao glared angrily, being so stupid that he couldn't even do such a simple calculation.

"One hundred hundred is ten thousand, three hundred thousand is thirty one hundred and one hundred..."

Xiaobao's fingers were all twisted into knots, and he was getting more and more confused as he counted. Three hundred thousand was too much, and he couldn't even count it even with his toes. Why did it cost so much to make a movie? He didn't want to make it anymore.

"Brother, I don't want to take pictures anymore."

Xiaobao lowered his head guiltily. He didn't know he needed so much money. If his family didn't even have enough food to eat because he was making a movie, he would be a bad person.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to make movies. You told your aunt that you don't like making movies anymore. From now on, you can study seriously and don't think about these messy things." Dabao agreed.

There's nothing wrong with 300,000 yuan, it's a crappy movie, there's nothing to eat or drink, there's absolutely no need to spend this money.

Xiaobao nodded. He also felt that the three hundred thousand should not be spent randomly. It was too uneconomical. It would be great if he could make a movie without spending any money.

Chu Qiao and Gu Ye agreed to open a film company and went out to cook noodles with vegetables and minced meat for Xin Xin. The little girl had a great appetite and wanted to eat another meal at night, and then she could sleep until dawn.

As soon as he went out, he saw Xiaobao standing at the door of the room with a guilty look on his face and looked at him.

"Xiaobao, is something wrong?"

Chu Qiao asked, why is this child so worried?

"Auntie, I... I don't like making movies, so don't make them." Xiaobao finished hesitantly and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little uncomfortable. In fact, he really liked making movies, but it was too expensive.

Chu Qiao was a little surprised. Why did this kid think so often? Yesterday he said he liked making movies.

"Xiaobao, didn't you say you liked her very much yesterday? What happened today? Did someone say something to you?" Chu Qiao asked gently.

"No, I don't like it anymore. Auntie, I won't make it anymore. Don't spend money on the movie." Xiaobao begged.

Chu Qiao understood it as soon as she heard it. She looked towards Dabao's room and saw that this guy was peeping in. No wonder she felt like someone was eavesdropping outside just now. I bet it was this guy.

"Dabao come out!"

Chu Qiao shouted, and Dabao came out obediently, stood in line with his brother, and said proactively: "Aunt, that crappy movie isn't worth 300,000 yuan. Really, why don't you do something wrong with 300,000 yuan? We don't want to spend this money." money!"

Xiaobao nodded vigorously, his brother was right.

Chu Qiao laughed angrily, slapped each of the two brothers, and scolded: "You have learned how to eavesdrop. If you eavesdrop again, I will break your feet!"

Dabao touched his head and laughed, "Auntie didn't exert any strength, it didn't hurt at all."

"You don't need to worry about money. I have spent the 300,000 yuan and I will never come back. Xiaobao, if you don't want your aunt to make money, just act well. As long as you act well, the movie will make money. I You might even be able to earn back double the three hundred thousand!”

Chu Qiao coaxed the two children with half-truths. In fact, she hadn't transferred the money yet, but she didn't want to withdraw her capital. First, she promised Director Xu and couldn't break her promise. Second, she didn't want Xiaobao's wish to fail. This child obviously likes to make movies. She Now that we have this ability, we naturally have to create conditions for our children.

As for whether the movie can make money, it's hard to say now. Just like the studio guard said, maybe this movie is a dark horse.

Dabao was very disappointed and asked without giving up: "Auntie, are you really not coming back?"

------Digression-----

Let's continue tomorrow

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