The Whole Family Is Insanely Eavesdropping on My Thoughts

"What a joke, a one-and-a-half-year-old kid collecting debt?"

"Stop talking about her, the prince doesn't even want a penny back!" Uncle Guo held the wine in his hand and shook his head happily.

He said hello personally and no one was allowed to pay back the money.

When the late emperor married the Queen Mother, he valued the Xiao family very much, and the Xiao family became very prosperous for a while.

In Beijing, who dares to provoke someone who says the same thing?

But since the late emperor passed away and Emperor Xuanping ascended the throne, he has deliberately suppressed the Xiao family.

"My aunt doesn't care about him, so she will let your majesty suppress the Xiao family. The Xiao family is her natal family, how can her natal family harm her?" Uncle Guo cursed in displeasure.

"And Yun'er, she is my legitimate daughter. She was sent to the palace for a draft, but she was only granted the title of concubine."

"One family and two queens, what an honor that would be?"

"The Xiao family will be able to prosper for at least another hundred years in the future."

"The Protector's family has appointed a virtuous noble concubine, a first-level warrior of the Zhenguo Duke, and there is a queen in the clan."

"How is the Xiao family worse than them? The Xiao family are serious relatives of the emperor." Uncle Xiao's face turned red from drinking, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Let's see who dares to pay back the money. Whoever pays back is the turtle bastard."

"Hiccup... No one is allowed to pay it back. Uncle Guo, hold on!"

"Where is the debt collector?" Uncle Guo asked drunkenly.

"It's at the door of the Minister of Officials. The Minister of Officials is a tough guy. If you can stop a child from crying, he will probably cry out." The person who replied respectfully replied.

At this moment, Lu Chaochao had been carried to the door of the Ministry of Personnel.

Lu Chaochao was not high enough. He had two small hairpins on his head and wore a peach-pink skirt. A small milk bottle hung around her neck.

"Debt collection..." the little guy shouted softly and waxily.

The concierge immediately informed the master of the mansion, and soon someone invited Lu Chaochao in.

Oh, hugged through the door.

The Ministry of Personnel is in charge of the selection of officials. Mr. Zhou is a serious and old-fashioned old man.

In front of him, no one dares to be presumptuous.

"My lord, are you ready for lunch? Our family is having lunch." Mrs. Lin asked after Mr. Zhou got married.

"Not yet, Grandma Ann." The little person's mouth was extremely sweet, and the ice and snow were cute, making people feel unprepared.

The old lady winked, and the servant carried her onto the table.

On the table…………

Well, the dish is extremely simple.

"Lunch is simple, little adults, don't find it objectionable."

"Grandma, I don't want to eat steamed buns and pickles, I want to eat venison soup, I want to eat cherry meat. If I don't eat it, I won't eat it..." The little grandson started crying at the dining table.

boom.

There was a loud bang.

Mr. Zhou slapped the table, his sharp and penetrating eyes frightened the little grandson to tremble.

"If you don't want to eat, get out!"

The little grandson burped, then closed his mouth in fear, and could only cry silently.

The Zhou family did not speak during food or sleep. They all ate in silence.

Lu Chaochao held the milk bottle, sucking and sucking.

She wasn't greedy at all.

The prince said that if you want a horse to run, you must feed it.

Before going out, give her a good meal.

Everyone looked at her with sideways glances. She looked very good, even though she was only one and a half years old, she didn't cry at all.

After finishing the meal, the little guy spoke slowly.

"Grandpa Zhou, I'm worried about money." The little guy spread his hands.

Mr. Zhou looked calm: "No money."

"It doesn't matter if you want money or your life, take it."

Lu Chaochao looked at him with a pair of dark pupils.

"Ni, don't force Wo to get angry, Wo is very powerful!" Lu Chaochao puffed up his cheeks, looking like he was about to get angry.

Mr. Zhou sneered, the emperor was really ridiculous.

One and a half years old to collect debt?

Is he confused at such a young age?

"Then... Wo will reveal your secret." Xiao Chaochao looked at him innocently.

"What secrets can I have? I am worthy of your majesty and worthy of my conscience. There is no secret at all!" Mr. Zhou was not afraid.

Could he be afraid of a child?

Ridiculous.

Lu Chaochao glanced at the old lady and Mr. Zhou.

"mud……"

"Mu... Mud porridge wears a skirt!" Lu Chaochao stood on the stool and shouted loudly.

She put her hands on her hips and looked arrogant.

"Ni sneaked through grandma's... wuwuwu!!! Let go of Wo, let go of Ni..."

Mr. Zhou jumped up suddenly, rushed forward and covered Lu Chaochao's mouth.

The extremely calm old man now looked panicked.

"Wait... you wait. Let's go to the house to chat." Mr. Zhou picked her up with one hand. The palms of the usually calm old man were trembling at this moment.

"This little girl talks nonsense, I must teach her a lesson."

"Hey, the child is young, don't scare her. What kind of debt can she collect..." No one cared about it at all.

The old lady vaguely heard something about a skirt, but she didn't hear it clearly.

Then they saw the old man carrying Lu Chaochao into the study.

Then he closed the door tightly.

Lu Chaochao's little face turned red: "Ni Zuo is secretly wearing a skirt!!"

"The mud is also tied into braids and lipstick..." the little guy shouted angrily.

Lord Zhou clasped his hands together: "Keep your voice down, ancestor! Please, keep your voice down!"

"I call you ancestor, okay? Keep your voice down."

He immediately opened the door: "Everyone, go and wait outside the hospital. Don't come near."

"Otherwise, sell them all." He looked stern.

Then she turned around and faced Lu Chaochao with a look of despair. How could she know! ! !

Lu Chaochao glanced at the bird on the window sill.

The wind that blows, the birds that fly, everything in the world can tell me.

The old minister, who is over sixty years old, had a hobby when he was young, especially wearing women's clothes.

But he never dared to reveal the method, not even his wife, who had been sleeping with him for forty years, knew about it.

Xiao Chaochao put his hands in his pockets and looked at him coolly: "Give me money."

Mr. Zhou had a grimace on his face and seemed to be still hesitating.

Lu Chaochao pointed at the porcelain on his bedside in a sly manner: "Secret..."

Mr. Zhou's face turned pale.

That's the switch in his secret room.

There was no gold, silver, or jewelry hidden inside, but only his collection of women's clothing.

There was the only place where he could let himself go and be himself.

He can freely wear women's clothes and admire himself.

Lu Chaochao slid down from the stool, opened the door, and rushed into Gong's room.

She knocked on the wall outside Gong's room: "Wo Yao!"

Mr. Zhou’s eyes widened! !

Ahhhhh! !

She knows everything! !

Lu Chaochao held his head high and said: "Wo, Lu Chaochao, pay back the money!"

Mr. Zhou's face is ashen, he wants to cry but has no tears, his secret is exposed, can't he even keep his money?

"If you don't give it, tell grandma, tell son Mu..."

"Tell Ni'er-in-law that you stole her..." Mr. Zhou tightly covered her mouth.

Didn’t you just steal a dress from your daughter-in-law? !

"Give it back, give it back!"

"I'll pay you back, you go, you go, you go!" Mr. Zhou gritted his teeth and paid back the money immediately!

Lu Chao glanced to the side: "Humph!"

"I'll give you 50,000 yuan, 30,000 yuan to pay off the debt, and 20,000 yuan as my donation!! Can I donate it?" Mr. Zhou almost begged.

"Don't ever tell me, please, please don't tell me."

At this age, he is already a grandfather.

You have one foot in the coffin, but you can't lose face.

Lu Chaochao walked in half an hour later.

She asked for fifty thousand taels.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhou is such a fool, letting a kid ask for his money back."

"Is he embarrassed?"

"By the way, where is the debt collector? Who is the next victim?" Prince Heshuo smiled happily.

"Mr. Zhou held her at the door of our house."

Hey!

Old man! !