Nouveau riche love story

Shang Jiujiu has reached the age of primary school, and is a girl. She is very different from her younger brothers since she was a child, and has a sense of superiority.

But because she is the first child in the family and she was born beautiful, she has always been favored among all the dolls.

As the big sister, she took the initiative to take on the burden of educating her younger brothers. Fortunately, Zhuang Zhuang is an obedient cub. The main reason for this is not obedience, but quietness. They are all difficult masters.

When Jiujiu sneaked into the kitchen to eat ice cream, the cubs in diapers had already spread their joy and crawled into the study room in a row, picking up grandpa's book deftly, hands and feet Smear it with saliva, or sit on it and piss on it.

After Shang Hao sneaked back from fishing, he saw the rare copies he had treasured for many years, some of which were scattered all over the ground, some were bathed in the ocean of boy urine, and some were imprinted with countless tooth marks.

Poor Mr. Shang Haoshang, who spent so much effort to collect these treasures, raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, feeling that he was one head and two big.

He picked up the little cubs, put them into their respective carts, and stared at these little ancestors.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Xiao Xiaojie: "Aww~"

Little Gu: "Ahhh!"

Xiao Xiaoji: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Shang Hao: "... If you still do this next time, I will, I will..."

Mr. Shang, who was in a hurry, picked up a tool ruler next to him and slapped his palm a few times, threatening loudly: "If you do this again next time, I will beat your grandpa!"

Xiao Xiaojie: "Hahaha~!"

Little Gu: "Hey hey hey!"

Xiao Xiaoji: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Shang Hao wiped his face, and a strong sense of frustration invaded him, but to be honest, this was not once or twice, he was used to this kind of sweet torture, what can he do, he can’t tie the child to the beam, little The whip is dipped in chili water, so I can only bear it by myself.

At this moment, his extremely obedient and loving grandson ran over from the door with short legs.

"Grandpa~Grandma~"

Old Mr. Shang, who was sitting on the ground, secretly wiped his tears, and suddenly felt that the weather was clear.

"Hey, who is here, my eldest grandson~"

Shang Xiaochen looked at his son, who was indifferent to everyone, with a flattering face, and flung himself into his grandfather's arms, feeling extremely complicated.

He originally thought that he and Chen Jing'an were not the kind of people who were very good at pleasing their parents. When her mother smiled, she immediately understood that this was simply inherited from Chen Jingan's secretly hidden talent for licking dogs.

Jiujiu, who was sitting on the side drawing, immediately threw down his brush and rushed to Shang Xiaochen's embrace when he heard that his father was coming.

"Dad~"

This sentence, daddy, contains [-]% sugar content, Shang Xiaochen's heart softened when he heard it, and he bent down to hug the girl.

"Oh, my baby."

When it comes to dealing with Jiujiu, Shang Xiaochen has never realized what "flattery" is, and every time he sees his precious girl, she has her own soft light and ten-level filter.

Shang Hao hugged his eldest grandson and was reluctant to let go. He only hoped that those little ones would grow up to be like little angels in the world like their elder brother.

"Zhuang Zhuang finally came here, stay at grandpa's house for a few more days, grandpa misses you."

The milk dumpling responded sweetly: "Okay~"

Shang Xiaochen went back to his home, happy and at ease, hugged the girl for a while, saw a lottery ticket on the table, with the highest reward of 500 million written on it, and the date of the lottery is today, so he asked: "Dad, When did you buy a lottery ticket?"

A successful person like Shang Hao is the least short of money. Shang Xiaochen knows that he doesn't have this hobby on weekdays.

Shang Hao handed the bottle to his grandson and said: "The last time I went out to play with Zhuang Zhuang, your son saw it and insisted on buying it. I thought to myself, it's only five yuan a piece. It's not a big deal to buy one. I just bought one randomly. The lottery is drawn today, please help me to see if I have won the prize."

Shang Xiaochen smiled and said: "I can see that you have never bought lottery tickets, so it is so easy to win the lottery. My friend, Zhang Song, the one you have seen, this person is keen on buying lottery tickets, but he is not addicted." That kind, every time I pass by a place that sells lottery tickets, I have to buy two. Guess what. It is said that his age of buying lottery tickets can be traced back to junior high school. You, you didn't... Fuck! 092517! 092517! Dad! 500 million!"

"What?" Shang Hao, who was breastfeeding the child, didn't have any hope, he was just playing around, he didn't expect to win the lottery just like that, and rushed over with his eldest grandson in his arms.

"Look, look." Shang Xiaochen held up the lottery ticket and handed it to his father, "The first prize number is 092517, the number on this is also 092517, so we won the first prize!"

Shang Hao held the lottery ticket and looked at it for a long time, then picked up the eldest grandson and kissed the tender little face three or four times.

"My eldest grandson is really lucky. This lottery ticket was selected by Zhuang Zhuang. This kid has made 500 million with such a small amount. He will pay it off in the future."

Shang Xiaochen's eyes widened and he looked at Xiemei with a smile, and he felt that the world was unfair in his heart.

Thinking of him, Shang Xiaochen, he bought lottery tickets a few times, and he didn’t even earn a dime. Even the 500 million last time was just a dream. Just eat the company's books, and won 500 million casually, my god!Is this really my son?

He solemnly took Zhuang Zhuang out of Shang Hao's arms, and asked very seriously: "Brother, if you are reborn with memories, just blink!"

The kid Chen Zhuangzhuang looked bewildered.

Shang Hao gave Shang Xiaochen a blank look, then felt that it was too ridiculous, kicked him again, curled his lips and said: "Is there anyone like you who is a father? You speak so slickly."

Shang Xiaochen rubbed his butt, feeling a little wronged: "Dad, am I still your favorite child?"

Think back when Shang Xiaochen first came back, his family status was so superior, how could his father be willing to touch a finger of him.

Shang took a good look at him, and said solemnly: "No, Zhuang Zhuang is my darling, you, go away if you have nothing to do, and live a good life with Chen Jing'an, don't come back and block my eyes when you have nothing to do."

Shang Xiaochen: "..."