Meng Yao stuck her head out and was about to turn back when Qi Boyan blocked her back.
She blinked, not knowing why.
Qi Boyan held his forehead and said softly: "There is no need to explain to someone you don't know."
Meng Yao said "Oh" obediently and stood next to Qi Boyan, acting like an obedient baby.
Seeing Jiang Huizhi eating vegetables slowly and quietly, half of the stone she was holding in her heart dropped.
As long as you can eat it, just eat it.
Liu Yishou frowned and looked at Meng Yao behind Qi Boyan while pouting.
After thinking for a while, he stretched out a finger and said, "One question, one hundred yuan."
Meng Yao's eyes lit up, and he stuck his head out regardless of Qi Boyan's obstruction, "Give me a thousand, and I'll teach you."
"good."
Liu Yishou didn't even hesitate.
Meng Yao's eyes were bright, as if he had seen the God of Wealth, and he gestured to Uncle Hu.
"Uncle Hu, look at it. You keep saying you are rich. Look at the chef next to you. He can pay a thousand yuan for a dish. Are you ashamed?"
Uncle Hu snorted, "He is stupid and has too much money!"
As he said that, he didn't care about Liu Yishou who had started eating just now. He sat down and brought the casserole in front of him.
People of their generation have suffered a lot, and they cannot throw things away just because someone grabbed them.
"We'll find a place later and I'll teach you, but you have to fulfill your promise of one thousand yuan."
After Meng Yao said the words, he couldn't help but wonder, "Can you come up with a thousand yuan? You have to think clearly, this is a thousand yuan, not one or two yuan."
Liu Yishou's face was calm and calm, and he could compare with Hu Si who invited him back.
He said: "You wait, I will get the money."
With that said, he walked away.
Meng Yao: "..."
"Hey, you..."
"No need to shout!"
Qi Boyan stopped Meng Yao from calling people, "You can teach him when he gets the money. If he can't get it back, forget it. But don't worry, the people Hu Si invited back are all respectable people, so they won't be unable to get the money."
Meng Yao couldn't help but open his mouth, "Everyone is so rich."
Everyone around her was rich, but she was the only one who was poor.
Meng Yao couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"I thought I earned enough, but I didn't expect that I was still poor."
Qi Boyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Yao Yao is not a poor person. What's mine is yours. When I get back, I will give all the money to you for safekeeping."
Meng Yao, a little money-lover, first had his eyes lit up and asked him how much money he had. Qi Boyan secretly told her in her ear, which shocked Meng Yao to the point of staring straight in the eyes.
Ten thousand yuan household.
Sure enough, there is a reason why he became the villain in the book.
"sharp!"
Meng Yao gave a thumbs up with a look of admiration, but then he quickly clenched his fist and said, "This is my goal. Set a small goal first. When I earn so much money, I will..."
"Just what?"
Qi Boyan asked curiously.
Meng Yao's words "nurture you" are stuck in his throat and he can't say them out.
It was Uncle Hu who patted the table beside him, interrupting the sweet talk between the two of them, "Yao girl, don't think that just how much money some people have is not a big deal. There are many rich people in the world, for example.
My fourth son, I bet he has as much money as this big guy."
Meng Yao: "..."
Uncle Hu is here to show off his wealth.
Qi Boyan looked straight at Uncle Hu who suddenly mentioned Hu Si.
Uncle Hu was frightened by his sharp gaze. He quickly resisted the pressure and blew his beard and said: "Yao girl, you see few people in a small place. You don't know how high and thick the sky is.
I don’t know that there are many rich people out there, so don’t be deceived by some people. Anyone with less than 10,000 yuan is a poor person.”
Jiang Huizhi originally wanted to have a quiet meal, but at this moment she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Uncle Hu.
blow.
Blow hard.
Are people with less than 10,000 yuan poor?
If they were truly poor, the state would not be so vigorous in publicizing households worth 10,000 yuan.
Uncle Hu is getting older now, and he no longer has his old face.
"Girl Yaotou, let me tell you, although the fourth child in our family, like someone else, doesn't like to laugh very much, but the fourth child in our family is not like someone else who doesn't know how to love his wife."
"I know the seeds of my birth, and I love my daughter-in-law. It is absolutely impossible for my daughter-in-law to suffer."
Meng Yao blinked and looked at Uncle Hu for a few seconds, then suddenly made a "poof" sound and laughed.
"Uncle Hu, does your fourth son not have a partner yet? Is your fourth son very old?"
"I understand your old father's thoughts. Let's do this. I'll keep an eye on good girls for you and then recommend them to your son. Do you think that's okay?"
Uncle Hu pinched his beard and was stunned.
This little girl thinks her son can't find a partner or something?
"My son is rich."
"Hmm, yes."
"My son has grown so handsome."
"Just so-so."
"There are a lot of people chasing my son."
"Uncle Hu, I've seen it, and no one is chasing your son."
Uncle Hu muttered a lot, but he finally understood that Meng Yao was pretending to be stupid.
He slammed the table and said angrily: "What's wrong with you little girl? I already said that my son is good, but he is much better than the big guy next to you."
"What does that have to do with me?"
Meng Yao looked innocent and choked Uncle Hu with one sentence.
Uncle Hu finally discovered that in the past, these two people were just like friends, not like a couple at all, but now, they actually have that kind of flavor.
Looking at Meng Yao, who was clinging to Qi Boyan's side like a little daughter-in-law, and Qi Boyan, who looked doting on her face, Uncle Hu let out a long sigh.
"This little girl, why are her eyes so hard to use?"
Jiang Huizhi tapped the bowl with her chopsticks. Although her face still didn't look very good, she still had the energy to scold Old Man Hu.
"Is your kid good? What's so good about your kid? It's just a few stinky money. Who do you think doesn't have it?"
"How dare you introduce your son to my daughter with his bad temper? I think you are the one whose eyes are blurred by shit!"
"I said to Mrs. Jiang, don't go too far. Do you think..."
"Cough cough, cough cough..."
Just as Uncle Hu was about to scold her son, Jiang Huizhi covered her mouth and started coughing again. Seeing that his words were stagnant, her whole body became resentful.
"Look at your broken body. I told you to heal it, but you didn't listen. Now the root of the disease is left, right? I tell you, if you don't heal it, you will suffer sooner or later."
Jiang Huizhi refused to listen and continued to eat with chopsticks. She ate carefully and slowly, without any of the generosity she had before.
Meng Yao bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, then finally walked around to the place she had specially placed far away from Jiang Huizhi, took another bowl, and helped Jiang Huizhi scoop out the chicken soup.
"Godmother, I have stewed this chicken soup for a long time. It is very fragrant and tonic. Please try it."
Before the bowl of chicken soup was placed in front of Jiang Huizhi, Uncle Hu stopped her.
"What should I give her if she doesn't want to be replenished? Give it to me to drink!"