The shopkeeper was immediately moved, "Can such a young child make money to support the family by himself?"
Mu Xiaobao immediately looked aggrieved, "My little wings hold up the sky for my mother, but Xiaobao also gets tired sometimes..."
Mu Lingbo finally couldn't bear to listen anymore. How could this sense of immediacy in taking care of a disabled mother be broken?
My son has overacted, okay? The point is, the scene is wrong. There is no need to pretend to be pitiful now.
"Ahem!" Mu Lingbo cleared his throat, "That's enough, Xiaobao, hurry up and help mother collect the debt. The salary of 100,000 gold plus the silver needle that cost mother 150,000 gold. And the delay that Xiaobao just said
The total payment fee and benefit fee is 350,000 gold."
Mu Xiaobao sighed again and took out his golden abacus, "It's so hard to remember."
After a crackling sound.
"For a small change, five hundred thousand gold is enough."
Three pairs of eyes looked at him coldly, while His Royal Highness looked a little worried.
Obviously, things have become beyond control, and my father repeatedly warned me to take good care of Mr. Ji.
"Uncle??!! Uncle??!!" Seeing that they didn't respond, Mu Xiaobao simply stretched out his little fleshy hand and waved it in front of Mr. Ji's eyes, "Uncle, can you see me? Or is it because uncle can't listen?
Where are you arriving?”
He immediately made a fifty with gestures, then made several zeros, and finally pointed at the gold leaf on the table, then at himself and his mother, for fear that they would not understand.
"That's enough!" The middle-aged man obviously had a bad temper and couldn't stand it any longer.
Originally, I was a little afraid when the young master didn't speak.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the young master's face was not very good, so he decided to scold him before talking.
"I hate children the most!"
As he spoke, he strode forward and grabbed Mu Xiaobao whole.
I was fully prepared for what to do if this woman came to protect her son.
But from beginning to end, this woman didn't even raise her eyebrows.
He was surprised for a moment, then stared at Mu Xiaobao fiercely, "How dare you ask our young master for money?"
Mu Xiaobao was lifted in the air by him, scaring both the shopkeeper and the prince half to death.
You could tell at a glance that this middle-aged man was someone with very strong arms, as if he could easily tear the child apart with just a slight movement.
Mu Xiaobao just tilted his head and said, "Uncle, how can collecting debts be the same as asking for money? My mother and I rely on labor to earn a living."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, pulled him a little closer, and warned, "If you are sensible, you and your mother should hurry up and get as far away from here as I want, and don't get in the way in front of the young master. The young master is keeping a low profile on this trip and doesn't want to make a big deal about it."
Fei Zhouzhang, otherwise do you think you two lives can be saved?"
Mu Xiaobao looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes were very clear and innocent, "Oh."
Then he bumped his head forward, and after a crisp sound on his forehead, the middle-aged man's hand softened, and the child fell to the ground gently and skillfully.
He didn't scream, he was pretending to be dazed, and he fell to the ground and sat in a daze for a long time.
A red and swollen bump on his forehead bulged almost as fast as the naked eye could see, and the middle-aged man suddenly screamed, covering his forehead and shouting in pain.
Mr. Ji's dissatisfied expression just now changed at any moment, and he looked at the child in disbelief.
Even Wuzhong began to feel happy.
It doesn't matter if he knows the Iron Tou Kung Fu, but the problem is that no one expected his move, which was simply unprepared.
