Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

"Mom, let's pack up and go into the city."

"what?!"

Zeng Cuixia was kneading dough. When she heard this, her hands shook and she almost knocked over the basin.

"What, into the city?"

Luo Songan nodded slightly and continued to say to Zeng Cuixia, "Yes, our family will move to the city."

During this period, Luo Songan went out early and came back late, doing business with Boss Guan.

Without saying a word, he bought a house in the county town and prepared to take them there.

After wiping her hands, Zeng Cuixia looked at Luo Songan, who didn't seem to be joking, and asked, "What about our land?"

Luo Songan seemed to have been prepared for this. "Rent it out."

As he spoke, Luo Songan pinched Miaomiao's little face.

Tilting her head, Miaomiao looked at him, as if asking, Dad, what are you pinching Miaomiao for?

Luo Songan looked at Miaomiao with gentle eyes, "Dad will take Miaomiao to live a good life, okay?"

Lying on Luo Songan's knees, Miaomiao muttered, "Every day is a good day when I am with my dad."

system:! ! ! !

His Miaomiao boy, how could you be so capable?

but……

May I ask why not be with him?

Luo Songan is just a passer-by in your life, a passer-by, do you understand?

Uncle is your only harbor.

Miaomiao: Meow meow meow?

As society gradually relaxed its control over buying and selling, Zeng Cuixia felt relieved.

She always knew that her son was a capable man, but she never expected him to be so capable.

Looking at the yard and the blue brick and tile house in front of her, Zeng Cuixia was shocked.

"This, this is for us to live in."

Luo Songan still felt a little apologetic and said to them, "Well, I don't have enough funds now."

"Mom, wait a little longer, I will move you to a bigger house."

The main reason is that all the money has been invested, and the funds on hand can only support him to buy this house with a yard.

After entering the house, Zeng Cuixia looked at the bright room and couldn't help but say, "Son."

"Mom has lived a good life with you."

Miao Miao nodded and said, "What a good day."

Only Luo Songyun was busy asking, "Brother, so tonight, can Miaomiao sleep with me?"

Luo Songan: ...

"No, and—"

Luo Songan smiled sinisterly and said, "I found a job for you."

"Remember to go."

Don't stay at home all day, thinking about kidnapping his child.

Miaomiao raised her hands and asked seriously, "Dad, I'm tired of my work."

She also needs to make money to support her family.

With a hum, Luo Songan seemed to be thinking seriously, "Next time, Dad will take you there."

He dared to say that if he put Miaomiao in the crowd, he would not be able to get her back.

On the first day that Luo Songan brought Miaomiao into the company, at lunch time, Luo Songan couldn't find his child.

"Miao Miao."

Several hired employees pointed to the door and said, "Yes, we're eating across the street."

When Luo Songan arrived, he saw Miaomiao surrounded by a group of employees.

The one on the left fed her food, and the one on the right wiped her sweat.

At the same time, Miaomiao's voice could be heard, saying indistinctly, "Thank you, thank you."

Luo Songan: ...

It’s not right, he will take another look.

Why do I feel like all these employees of mine are prepared for Miaomiao?

After a cough, they finally saw Luo Songan.

The employee who fed Miaomiao was in a dilemma as to whether to move forward or backward.

He hardened his heart and stuffed the bowl into Luo Songan's hands.

Boss, she paid you back.

Miaomiao wanted to say something, but her mouth was so full that she couldn't make any room.

Looking at it this way, my kid seems to be rounder.

Luo Songan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he did not lose weight.

Otherwise, his efforts would be in vain.

"Dad, you eat too."

As she spoke, Miaomiao picked up some vegetables and put them into Luo Songan's mouth.

"There's no chives in this. It smells delicious. Dad, please eat it."

Luo Song'an's eyes were full of satisfaction. While accepting the food from Miaomiao, he was thinking in his heart.

See, he said his daughter is considerate and even knows what he doesn’t eat.

The employees around looked at Miaomiao and Luo Songan smiled instantly.

You look at me, I look at you.

【This is your boss, not mine.】

【Yours, your boss. 】

This is so worthless that I can't even show it off.

By the way, it’s quite cool.

When you come in front of Miaomiao, all of you just let it go, right?

But, take another look, it’s a chubby little cub.

hiss.

In other words, if Miaomiao doesn't return to her, then Luo Songan is not wrong at all.

Why not give them support?

Luo Songan: Get out! ! ! !

The little guy is even more effective than a lucky cat in the store.

She was wearing a skirt bought by Luo Songan, which was said to be the most popular miniskirt along the coast. Her hair was tied by Luo Songyun.

Waving her little hands, she greeted people on the roadside.

"Buy clothes."

“What a pretty little skirt.”

Passerby: !!!

Wait, wait a minute, he (she) seems unable to resist this.

What a cute cub.

The shop assistants just watched, Miaomiao waved her hand, and people came in in droves.

Some people's behavior is even insane.

"Miao Miao, come home with me."

"I will sell my dad and mom to support you."

The parents of a naughty child: Thank you.

As he said that, the little boy took Miaomiao's hand and was about to leave.

The clerk rushed over and pulled Miaomiao back.

"Wait a minute."

This is the God of Wealth in their store and it is not for sale.

"Little friend, you can buy clothes, but you can't take Miao Miao away."

The little boy pinched his chin and thought for a while, "Then I can pay more, right?"

As he spoke, the little boy took out a thick stack of red envelopes.

From the little boy's clothes, we can tell that he is from a wealthy family and he is very generous.

but- -

What you want is their boss's heart.

No matter how much you offer him, he won't dare to sell it.

"Little boy, this is not about money."

The little boy frowned, looking puzzled, "Money is not enough."

"Ok."

Sighing, the little boy took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello, Daddy?"

"It's me, your sweetheart, Anshu."

"Ah."

"I wanted to buy a small ice cream bar, but they didn't allow it..."

As he said that, An Shu sighed and shook his head sadly, "Dad, I have taken out all my New Year's money."

“They said it’s not for sale.”

But he really wanted it.

Looking at Miaomiao sitting on her own little chair at the door of the store, An Shu said to his old father with a longing look, "Dad, please work hard as soon as possible."

That's what he wants.

Zhou Yikang put down the phone in confusion, muttering to himself.

What kind of ice cream is this? It’s so expensive.

Can’t he buy it with his son’s several thousand New Year’s money?

The clerk who knew everything was extremely anxious.

Is that ice cream? Is that, is that, ice cream!!!

Boy, you'd better say it again.