"This is left by the man who bullied me. After he was caught by Uncle Weiliang and the others, Uncle Weiliang and the others were ready to call the police.

But the man cried pitifully, saying that if he went to prison, his children would have no father!

I saw that he was so pitiful, so I asked Uncle Weiliang and the others to let him go, leaving the money behind when the man left.

I don’t want it anymore! But that person left the money and left. Uncle Weiliang and the others didn’t want it either, so I brought it back.”

"You are too soft-hearted! Those who should stay in prison for the rest of their lives, next time! No next time! You should at least go with others when you go out in the future, and you are not allowed to go out alone!

We can't ask for this money, we have to return it to it...!"

Mrs. Pingyuan wanted to say she would return it, but she didn't know who to exchange it for. How could the bastard who almost bullied her daughter be able to return it to him?

Not to mention whether he can find it or not, even if he finds it, he will not admit that the money belongs to him. That is to admit that he once wanted to be ill-telled to his daughter, and it would be too cheap to give it back like this!

"We can't ask for this money, please be sure to accept it!"

Mrs. Pingyuan pushed two thick stacks of yen to the cool, and asked them to accept it with a sincere expression.

"If Mrs. Pingyuan cannot ask for it, we will have no reason to accept the money. Besides, we are not short of this money! Do you think so? Liu Ming?"

"Of course! I can earn ten times more money a day than this, so why would I ask for this little money? If you don't want it, just throw it away!

Oh! By the way! This is not a meatball shop. Otherwise, if you cook this little money, the meatballs cooked with money will definitely have a different taste."

Liu Ming said it was quite comfortable, with a look of a rich Arab oil tycoon

"Damn it! Can you die if you don't show off?" Wei Liang rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"I know you are envious, jealous and hateful, but there is nothing I can do about this. I can earn money based on my ability! I can spend whatever I want!"

Weiliang was speechless by Liu Ming's words. He was indeed envious, jealous and hated. Who made him just a lower-level worker who had to pay thousands of yuan a month in reality?

"You are still breathless when you say you are fat! Can you be richer than Jack Ma? Tell me how much assets you have now?"

"Why should I compare with him? It's his business to have money, it's my business to have money, it's not me to brag. I really want me to make up my mind and be richer than him in two years."

"Blow it! I don't know what you have. I want to earn a hundred years earlier than Jack Ma! You are determined to hold on for a maximum of several months, and have you persisted in two years?"

"Who said? If I could make two years of money, what would you say?"

"Then you go and make money! But are you sure you want to make this bet with me?"

"I... go!"

Liu Ming looked at the cool smile and smiled, and immediately swallowed the words on his lips, his face turned pale, and he almost forgot about this person's identity!

This guy is indeed nothing special, but how awesome he is in the future depends on his mood. He actually wants to bet with him that his head will not get into water, right?

Weiliang proudly saw Liu Ming, who was about to suffer internal injuries, and he was as arrogant as he would be.

Little thing! You can't cure you anymore! Be careful to arrange the plot of the women's clothing boss for you.

When Weiliang thought of this, Liu Ming suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Seeing Weiliang's strange eyes, I still don't know how to deal with him!

OK! You are ruthless! If you have the ability, don’t fall into my hands in the future! He suppressed his aggrievance and hugged Xiaoyi to comfort himself.

Mrs. Pingyuan felt very funny when she saw the two guests quarrel, but when she turned around inadvertently, she saw her daughter tiptoing towards the two thick stacks of yen.

"Haruko! What are you doing?"

Mrs. Pingyuan thought that her family tutoring was quite strict, but she didn't expect that her daughter would dare to get the money that had not yet belonged, which made her feel very ashamed!

"No! Mom! I'm not going to get the money. The spicy strips that Uncle Weiliang gave me are still there, I want to get them back."

When Haruko Pingyuan saw her mother angry, she immediately took out the half bag of spicy strips from the banknotes to show that she was not lying.

Only then did Mrs. Pingyuan breathe a sigh of relief. It was wrong to accept gifts from strangers privately, but it was always better to go over and get the money that did not belong to her.

"Have you said thank you for accepting someone else's gift?"

"I said it! If you don't believe me, please ask Uncle Weiliang!"

Pingyuan Haruko said and blinked at Weiliang, obviously asking him to help fool her mother. Weiliang was really embarrassed to refuse.

"Mrs. Pingyuan! Miss Haruko is very polite. You don't have to blame her too much. Just accept the money!

She was so frightened today, so she just thought it would be better to buy some supplements for her to replenish her body!"

If he was in trouble in reality, he might hesitate, but the money in this world was useless to him.

"Okay! I thanked the two gentlemen again. I wonder if they have eaten? Let me make some meatballs for them!"

"Then the relationship is good! I heard Miss Haruko say that the meatballs you made are the best meatballs in Skewer."

"I dare not say that! There are many people who make meatballs with skewers, and I can only say that they make more. What flavors of meatballs do you like? I'll make them for you now!"

Mrs. Pingyuan's face was praised by Weiliang. Although she did not admit that the meatballs she made were the best, she did not object directly. It seemed that she was still very confident in her craftsmanship.

"I can eat any flavor, just be your best!"

Weiliang is not qualified to be picky in food. He usually eats a big bowl of noodles with garlic sauce at work. After all, he doesn’t have the energy to work if he is not full.

"Where is Liu Mingjun! Do you have any preferences or tastes?"

"I can eat anything, but my taste is salty and fragrant. Just make some of it! I'm not picky about food!"

"Okay! It will be done soon. Two of you drink some tea and have some meatballs first!"

After Mrs. Pingyuan finished speaking, she got up to prepare. Originally, Pingyuan Haruko wanted to help, but Mrs. Pingyuan was afraid of neglecting the guests, so she asked Pingyuan Haruko to stay and talk to Weiliang and the others.

In fact, when Mrs. Pingyuan just walked into the kitchen, Qingko Pingyuan picked up a string of white meatballs and feasted on spicy strips.

This little girl is so rude! Weiliang looked at Pingyuan Qingko who was smiling while eating, and felt secretly entertained.

However, he was actually very satisfied with the fact that Haruko Hirato looked like he didn't look like that.

"Where are you going to go in the future?"

Liu Ming looked at Weiliang and stared at the little girl with a strange smile. If he hadn't known that Weiliang was just feeling kind to Haruko, who was like a child, he would have thought Weiliang was a lolita!

However, he still turned Wei Liang away, otherwise the little girl's mother might think wrongly when she saw him like this.

"I don't know either! But I want to find some famous places and historical sites. If possible, go to the famous Akihabara!"

"Akihabara! I want to go to see that place too, but I'll wait for my friend to come here and say that if she could go with us!"

Both of them are small houses, and they still have some thoughts about the holy land in the house world.

"She likes watching anime, too?"

Weiliang was a little strange. He remembered that Ling Yueru's setting should be a girl from the literature department. She always regarded these neon cultures as poisonous weeds.

"She doesn't watch anime! She doesn't like acg culture either. But her junior sister likes this. She just called her because we don't have any experience in traveling, so she asked her to help lead the way. After all, we don't know Japanese."

"Take me there! I know Japanese! I will lead you the way!"

Weiliang hadn't answered yet, and Haruko Pingyuan, who was still eating spicy strips, suddenly raised her hand and volunteered.

"Eat your spicy strips! Why join in the fun? You are not going to school anymore? Besides, your mother won't let you go with you, right?"

Weiliang asked a series of questions, and Pingyuan's face turned red and collapsed again and again. Of course, she knew that her mother would definitely not let her go, especially because she was almost bullied just now, how could she feel assured that she would leave!

But she really wants to go to the legendary Akihabara to play with. Ganqin has been there, so why don’t she ask Yun and Ganqin to discuss the solution.

Seeing Haruko Hirato bow his head and say nothing, both of them thought she had given up on Akihabara's idea, so they didn't care about her anymore and continued to discuss preparations for Akihabara.

After they had a chat for a while, they saw Mrs. Pingyuan walking out with a few plates. Weiliang subconsciously went to pick it up.

Mrs. Pingyuan was a little surprised. You should know that Neon's men always have clothes and food to open their mouths. The ones who take the initiative to help with housework are even rarer than pandas.

Soon she remembered that these two guests were Chinese, and that country had a very deep history and culture, and where did women have the same equal status as men.

Thinking of this, she had plans to move to China with her daughter. However, she heard that the visa for China was very difficult to get, so she suppressed the sudden idea.

The several plates brought by Mrs. Pingyuan were all meatballs, including cherry blossom meatballs, teriyaki meatballs, glutinous rice meatballs, red bean meatballs, and octopus meatballs.

Each serving is not big, but it is decorated very elegantly and looks extremely attractive.

"It looks very appetizing! Mrs. Pingyuan's cooking skills are great!"

Weiliang looked at the colorful meatballs on the table, and it was definitely delicious before eating them.

"The guest is so awesome! Please use it!"

After Mrs. Pingyuan responded to Weiliang's praise politely, she divided the dishes and chopsticks to everyone, and several people sat together.

"I'm starting!"

After saying a classic saying before the Neon Man started a meal, Wei Liang picked up a string of pink cherry blossom meatballs and bit it.

The soft texture, a hint of sweetness and a faint cherry blossom fragrance made him fall in love with this kind of meatball instantly.

Teriyaki meatballs are also good. Although the taste is not as rich as the meatballs made in China, they can taste the original aroma of the ingredients and do not have a trace of fishy smell. Mrs. Pingyuan's cooking skills are definitely at the level of a professional chef.

Several other types of meatballs also have their own characteristics. One meatball can make so many tricks. This skillful thought that is not inferior to the Chinese people has long been integrated into the Neon People's culture. This may also be an important factor in their becoming one of the most developed countries in the world.

Weiliang eats it so well, but Liu Ming has a lot of trouble. He has to divide the meatballs into sizes that suit them before they can eat them. He also has to distribute the sauce on the meatballs according to the appropriate portions.

So much so that when he was eating meatballs, he had to fill the sauce with a few bites. This heavy stuttering method also made Mrs. Pingyuan and Qingko Pingyuan stunned.

"Don't care! He's just a bit heavy!"
To be continued...