Don't mess with the rich girl

"Mom, you don't believe what I said, do you?" Mu Xiaoyou looked at Su Cuiyun dimly with tears, and his expression was very bent.

"Mom believes you." Su Cuiyun touched Mu Xiaoyou's smooth forehead. "Well, go in to dinner with mom. Don't be angry. Don't forget, you promised your mother before you came here."

After hearing this, Mu Xiaoyou slowly got up and followed Su Cuiyun back to the table.

"Dad, Mo Xiaoyun is old enough to go to school. I want to send him to school. Do you think so?" Mu Qingqing puts down his dishes and chopsticks and discusses with Mu Anren about letting Mo Xiaoyun go to school.

Mu Anren didn't answer Mu Qingqing's question. Instead, he looked at Mo Xiaoyun and asked, "do you want to study?"

Mo Xiaoyun opened his big eyes and looked at Mu Anren. He was very confused.

"Want to study?" Mu Anren asked again when he saw that he didn't reply.

"Well, Xiaoyun, didn't you say you wanted to go to kindergarten before? Why didn't you talk?" Mu Qingqing thought he was ignorant, so he reminded him.

"Dad, I don't want to read." Mo Xiaoyun suddenly dropped his head and whispered.

Mu Qingqing is embarrassed. What bad idea is in his mind, this little guy!

"Oh? Why?" Mu Anren didn't understand him. When Mu Yichen was at this age, he was clamoring to go to school.

"I want to make money." Mo Xiaoyun whispered more. Fortunately, Mu Anren's hearing is good enough to hear clearly what Mo Xiaoyun said.

"Making money?" the eight year old told him he didn't want to study and wanted to make money. Mu Anren thought things became interesting. "Tell Dad why you don't want to read and make money?"

Seeing that he was not angry, Mo Xiaoyun sat up straight. "You buy me clothes, give me food, and let me have a place to live. These all cost money. I want to make money to buy you clothes and a house."

These words came from the mouth of the eight year old child. Even Su Cuiyun turned to look at him. The boy is quite talkative.

After listening to Mo Xiaoyun's words, Mu Anren was moved. What a sensible child. He is a good child.

"These are not urgent now. You have to go to school to learn knowledge. If you don't know a few words, you will suffer a loss in the future." Mu Anren is kind and persuasive. He doesn't lack the tuition for Mo Xiaoyun to go to school, nor is he in a hurry to let him learn to do business now. Since Mu Qingqing adopted the child, he also hopes that the child can live well.

"I know Chinese characters. I don't want to go to school. I just want to make money." Mo Xiaoyun protested.

Mu Anren smiled. The child has been wandering. How can he know a few words? He must have made it up to avoid reading.

"The words you know are just simple? In this society, there are many things to learn, but you can't be spoiled and charming." Mu Anren patted his cerebellar bag melon and patiently reasoned to him. The image of a loving father is very tall in Mu Qingqing's heart.

Mo Xiaoyun put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran up to the second floor.

"Mo Xiaoyun, what are you doing?" Mu Qingqing shouted at his back when he saw him slip away and didn't understand.

Mu Anren didn't mind that Mo Xiaoyun suddenly ran away, and said generously, "it's certain that children can't sit still."

Mu Qingqing drank the chicken soup in the bowl, and his eyebrows jumped twice.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, Mo Xiaoyun took out a Book of historical records from his study and stood at the entrance of the stairs to recite it.

"The Yellow Emperor is the son of Shaodian. His surname is Gongsun and his name is Xuanyuan. He was born divine, weak and able to speak, young and partial, long and sensitive, and mature and smart." the words are correct and round, and Mo Xiaoyun still reads it very clearly.

Mu Qingqing came forward and grabbed his book. In an educational tone, "you have to read if you know a few words."

"Qingqing, take the book over and let me have a look." Mu Anren thinks it's very interesting. The little guy can also read historical records. There are many rare words in it. He wants to see that the child has some real skills.

The family's historical records is not written in vernacular. As long as Mu Anren takes a look, he will know the ability of Mo Xiaoyun. Kemu Qingqing wants to hide these skills of Mo Xiaoyun. It's not uncommon for gifted children, but if Mo Xiaoyun becomes famous because of this, he will be in big trouble in the future.

Mu Anren turned the book, and the smile on the corners of his mouth could not be hidden. "Where did you learn it?"

"I picked up a lot of books that others didn't want when I picked up the garbage." Mo Xiaoyun replied righteously.

"Ha ha, pick up garbage." Mu Xiaoyou laughed at this. Don't look at Mo Xiaoyun's clean clothes and face. He used to be a garbage boy.

Mu Anren glared at her, and Mu Xiaoyou restrained a little. The smile on his face was still sarcastic.

"You haven't learned Pinyin. How can you read these words?" Mu Anren asked Mo Xiaoyun suspiciously.

"One place is a village school, where a teacher has classes every day, and I pick up garbage nearby." Mo Xiaoyun casually made up a lie.

Mu Anren couldn't help looking at him with sympathy. The child was so young and suffered a lot more than the three brothers and sisters of the Mu family, which doomed the child to be extraordinary.

"Really don't want to read?" Mu Anren asked him again with some uncertainty.

"I just want to make a lot of money." Mo Xiaoyun said firmly.

"If you don't want to read, you don't have to force it. Maybe some people are naturally suitable for reading and some people are naturally suitable for doing business." Su Cuiyun put his hand on Mu Xiaoyou's shoulder and looked at Mo Xiaoyun softly.

"You should also be able to settle accounts in business. You are too young to do whatever you should do at any age." Mu Anren ignored Su Cuiyun's words, touched Mo Xiaoyun's cerebellar bag melon and rejected his idea of doing business.

"It's a good thing that you want to repay kindness, but the Mu family adopts you. You don't need to repay kindness. I just hope you don't stab the Mu family when you become useful in the future." Mu Anren's words are very direct, and even Mu Qingqing is a little surprised.

Mo Xiaoyun clenched his fist secretly. He would never betray Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaohe in his life.

"If you can pass the primary school test paper, I can let you go to school later." Mu Anren relaxed the conditions and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Dad, he didn't go to school formally, so he'd better forget it." feeling that Mu Anren had a purpose, Mu Qingqing quickly came forward to stop it.

"It's a good way to test his intelligence. You can see if he can learn something else." Su Cuiyun first agreed. Anyway, Mo Xiaoyun stays at Mu's house to eat dry meals. Going to school later can save more money.

"Sister, I really don't want to go to school." Mo Xiaoyun looked at Mu Qingqing like asking for help. He also felt that Mu Anren had ulterior motives, but it was difficult to ride a tiger. At the moment, there was no way to turn back time.

"What do you want to do if you don't want to go to school?" Mu Qingqing is funny and angry. He always listens to his master's words. Now he has rebellious psychology again?

"I want to make a lot of money and become a man like Bill Gates." Mo Xiaoyun's eyes brightened. When he mentioned Bill Gates, the world's richest man, he was still a little excited.

"Not bad. I also know Bill Gates. It seems that this little guy has not learned less." Mu Anren looked at Mo Xiaoyun with a smile and felt like he had picked up a treasure. The child reads a lot of books when picking up garbage.

"It's from the book again. Do you know how difficult it is to be Bill Gates? He started with Microsoft. You can't learn as much as he does now. You'd better study hard." Mu Qingqing taught him in the tone of his elder sister.

Mo Xiaoyun touched his head and wanted to say that Bill Gates would. He has mastered all the high-tech programs on the m-122. It doesn't take much effort at all. It's really not difficult to make a genuine Microsoft. But seeing Mu Anren's eyes with purposeful exploration, Mo Xiaoyun still drooped.

"That's settled first. Qingqing, you go to the bookstore tomorrow to buy some papers, take them back and let him do it. When he's finished, you give him a batch of questions according to the reference answers, and tell me the score." Mu Anren made a firm decision, but he doesn't allow Mu Qingqing to refuse.

"OK." Mu Qingqing reluctantly replied.

After dinner, Mu Qingqing took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes with aunt Qiong.

Mu Anren raised his eyelids and didn't say anything, but Su Cuiyun's face didn't look good. Before, because she asked Mu Qingqing to do housework, Mu Anren beat her. Now Mu Qingqing did housework here, but mu Anren held a laissez faire attitude. Su Cuiyun really didn't understand.

Mo Xiaoyun is a little bit small. Wherever Mu Qingqing goes, he follows around, or he squats in the corner and watches Mu Qingqing do things. Let Mu Qingqing have the feeling of having a pet at home.

"Xiaoyun, you don't have to follow me. Go out and play by yourself." Mu Qingqing smiled helplessly and motioned him to play with Mu Yichen. Since Mo Xiaoyun made a little boy's body, he must like playing games.

After repeatedly asking Mo Xiaoyun to go out, Mo Xiaoyun had to follow Mu Yichen.

"Elder sister, you should have time this afternoon?" Mu Yichen asked her with a wink when he saw that she had almost cleaned up.

"I haven't finished my homework this morning. What's the matter?" I must have something to find her.

Mu Yichen lowered his voice, "go to the Internet cafe. I want you to see my new game."

After wiping the water stains on his hands, Mu Qingqing took off his apron, "can't you take Mo Xiaoyun?"

Mo Xiaoyun looked at them. Obviously, he wanted to go!

"Take it with you. It's not fun for him to be at home alone." Mu Yichen is worried that Mu Xiaoyou will bully him. This second sister likes to bully vulnerable groups most. With Mo Xiaoyun's short stature and humble origin, Mu Xiaoyou will certainly not let him go.

"Wait for me to get the money." Mu Qingqing went upstairs, took the exquisite small purse and put it in his jeans.

Three people walked outside along the stone road in front of the door. Several people talked and laughed. Mu Xiaoyou stood on the balcony and looked at the back of several people who went away together. Suddenly, he felt a little lonely.