Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Flipping the magnetic card unconsciously with one hand, resting his chin with the other.Young Master Jiao sighed and lay down on the table.Originally, he was going to find the memory card and give it to his brother, just to please him, but in the end it was just a matter of joy, but now his brother found the memory card first, and handed it back to him.

Hey, I'm really not reconciled.

Unable to please his brother, Manifesto was a little unhappy.Why didn't he realize that his mother had also hidden a card in his backpack?Fortunately, he took his backpack with him before he was kicked out. He lost his backpack in the hotel, but he could get it back. Otherwise, it would be a big loss.

Thinking of his backpack with so many small pockets, Manifest was stunned for a while. He fell in love with this backpack at first sight because of the many small pockets. How could he have imagined that his mother hid so many treasures in these small pockets? Woolen cloth!Not only the savings card, but the brother who helped him wash the bag also took out a lot of banknotes from various pockets.

Banknotes, hundreds of banknotes, how rare!

Using another hand to lift his chin up again, Young Master Jiao pouted.Originally, it will be my brother's birthday in one month and ten days, and he has already been thinking about what gift to give.At present, what my brother needs most is money. Don’t think that he doesn’t know what his brother is thinking. Aunt Zhu is not doing well, and the third grandma hates Aunt Zhu. If Aunt Zhu has money, it shouldn’t be like this. Uncle Xia doesn't have to be caught between Aunt Zhu and Third Grandma because of this.

Otherwise, why did Uncle Xia rush to build a new house?Isn't it just to please the third grandma and ease the conflicts in the family?But after all, the money was paid by Uncle Xia alone, maybe the third grandma has a bigger opinion in her heart, and she looks down on Aunt Zhu and the poor benefactor even more.

The little Jiujiu in his heart slapped loudly, and Young Master Jiao flicked the magnetic card in his hand dissatisfied: I told you not to show up sooner or later, but it happened when the young master had given up on things like magnetic cards, okay, I was beaten up Unprepared, if you send it over now, the poor benefactor will definitely not accept it.

After thinking hard for a while, I still couldn't think of a reason for giving the gift.But if you don't say anything now, won't it be insincere to wait until the poor benefactor's birthday to give it away?What if the poor benefactor misunderstands that he is reluctant to give it away? It's too bad anyway.

Young Master Jiao, who had real troubles for the first time, once again sighed deeply, and simply spread out the newly-acquired books, and quickly wrote his name and class on each book.Then happily took out my brother's book, and wrote my brother's name and class very carefully stroke by stroke.

Every time a book is written, Master Jiao will check the writing quality, and then write the next book with a more serious attitude.After finishing the last stroke, Manifest kept blowing to speed up the drying of the handwriting.

There were still two days before the actual start of school, and after the entrance examination, he had already met with the head teacher, and clearly expressed his desire not to live on campus.The [-]-year-old head teacher is quite open-minded. Although he also emphasized the benefits of living on campus and the proportion of students in key classes living on campus, after he insisted on refusing to live on campus, he encouraged him to make full use of the advantages of living at home and squeeze as many people as possible. Make time for learning.

In response, Young Master Jiao kept nodding, actually a little absent-minded.He didn't live in school not to study hard, but to go in and out with his brother. It was hard for him to go to the same grade as his brother. How could he live in school for the so-called practice of the experimental class?My brother has never thought of living on campus. Is it okay for him to live on campus alone?

As for the results of the entrance exam, Manifesto felt that he deserved the victory. Even though he had been out of class for more than half a year, he was already at the sophomore level after all, and it was indeed a great advantage to compete with the freshmen.However, this kind of guilt has long been submerged in his brother's praise. Afterwards, Manifest was driven by his brother to the amusement park in the center of the county for a walk with peace of mind.

Manifesto has been to the amusement park many times, but there are not many equipment and items in it, and it is not very fun.Xia Murong doesn't like these things, and of course, he is even more reluctant to spend such unjust money.Therefore, the two of them really just went for a stroll and came back.

"What's the matter, are you hungry or bored?" Xia Murong was a little surprised when he saw Yanyan's listless appearance as soon as he entered the door.Words have always been easy to satisfy, but recently it seems that there are a lot of listless times. Is it true that puberty has arrived, and the troubles of puberty have also followed?

Two days ago, when he saw that Yan Yan was not in good spirits, Xia Murong had already seriously consulted the book and Uncle Xia in private. In order to be reliable, he also consulted several peers.Although I didn't get an accurate answer in the end, I can basically confirm that Yanyan is not in the rebellious period, or that Yanyan doesn't mean to be rebellious.

Xia Murong himself did not have a so-called rebellious period, and he would sometimes wonder why he was still in school all the way.This kind of thinking is strange in itself, but he does feel that he is old enough, too old to go to school, and old enough to treat Yanyan as his own child.

"It's okay, brother, leave me alone." Young Master Jiao said so, but his behavior was completely different.As early as the first time he saw the poor benefactor approaching, he was already ready to rush over, and now he was already comfortably leaning on the poor benefactor's arms.

When Xia Murong heard this, he was uncontrollably lost for a moment, and the child he had carefully fed actually said that he would not care about it. It felt like his baby was about to abandon him and run away with others.But when Yan Yan instinctively hugged him and leaned against his arms, he immediately felt satisfied again.

This state is not very good, Xia Murong knew this, but he still couldn't help being affected by his words.The acquaintance has only been a few months, but Yan Yan's ability has completely affected him, every word and deed is like this, what about the others?

He lowered his head and kissed the red lips that he hadn't tasted for a long time, and sucked it in his mouth, and then let go quickly, afraid that he would lose control, "I really don't need my brother to care about it?"

"How can I do that, brother, who else should I care about?" Young Master Jiao consciously leaned forward to chase the poor benefactor's lips while talking, hey, it's like this every time, just a little kiss and it's over, it's not enough at all Well, why is brother so annoying!

Without making things difficult for him, Xia Murong held up the back of Yan Yan's head, and kissed her deeply, densely.The little guy no longer waited passively like he did at the beginning, and he would not let go of his lips as soon as they touched his lips. On the contrary, he had to stay rational and look for opportunities to get rid of this seemingly endless kiss.

Not long after wrapping around the poor benefactor's tongue, the flexible soft object seemed to shrink back, and Young Master Jiao was so anxious that he beat the poor benefactor's shoulder several times.Hey, here we go again, why don't you let him have a good kiss!Brother Mingming also likes it very much, and would bite his lips and tongue when it was intense, but why would he be so quick and hasty when he wanted to retreat?

Frowning, Young Master Jiao made up his mind not to let go, and pressed his whole body tightly, imitating the action of the poor benefactor and firmly grasping the back of the poor benefactor's head, no one can back away.

"Yanyan, don't..." Xia Murong regretted it a little bit, the little guy was fiercer than a little beast, and his lips would definitely be swollen later, it's not good for mother to see it after all.But the wayward little guy in his family doesn't care about this at all, maybe he's still complaining about his lack of cooperation.

Not willing to forcefully push away the words, Xia Murong had no choice but to choose to turn against the customer and completely satisfy the little guy once.

Panting for a while, Young Master Jiao licked his lips with a smile, and looked at the poor benefactor with a smirk for a while, feeling extremely satisfied.After rubbing and rubbing, the little guy showed his happiness without hesitation, until Xia Murong had no regrets.

The matter of the savings card has not yet been resolved, and the house is about to serve wine.The next day, while Mumu and Yanyan were still at home, Xia Xiaogui held a banquet in his hometown to celebrate the completion of the new house and to show the villagers that his family was doing well.Zhu Wen had already gone back to make preparations a few days ago, and she went back to the town yesterday to get money.

When Xia Murong and Yanyan rushed back, the house was already busy with porridge. Zhu Wen thought they were taking up space in the kitchen, so she sent them to Xia Xiaoxian's house to get lard.The big pot that hadn't been idle in the house for the past few days boiled lard, and the third grandma went to Xia's house to borrow a pot with a sullen face. The main reason was that other people in the village were blocking the village chief's wife from interfering with the affairs of their two families. Son.After suffering such a grievance, the third grandma's face was like that of a coffin.

After all, he is the only one in the family who can go to Xia Xiaoxian's house to get oil and still lose face to the lowest.When he entered the door, he didn't see anyone he didn't want to see, so Xia Murong went straight to Second Grandma and said a few words to Xiangxiang. The little girl hadn't seen him for a long time, and she kept pestering him.

The lard is placed in a small porcelain basin, which is quite heavy.The young master Jiao who volunteered to hold the porcelain basin couldn't help snorting, the poor benefactor had been chatting with people for a long time, and his hands were sore.Xia Murong listened to the little girl chattering, and occasionally replied a few words, but quietly took the porcelain basin from the useless little guy beside him, and squeezed the little guy's fingers.

Is this more or less the same.The soothed Young Master Jiao looked around at no one, and didn't want to see the poor benefactor chatting nicely with a little girl, wandered around casually for a few steps, and didn't pay much attention to Xia Xiaoxian's house. The scenery couldn't help but come back again.Seeing that the poor benefactor finally got rid of his little sister and came to look for him, a smile couldn't help creeping up the corners of his eyes and brows.

His own child is too small-minded, Xia Murong can only drop a few words hastily, and then make excuses that the family is in a hurry to use oil to get rid of people.Even if Xia Muxiang was very unhappy, she could only obediently let him go. The little mother's family is doing big things, so she can't be willful.But the child was still too annoying, and really wanted to follow her to my little mother's house, but she couldn't do anything that made her feel uncomfortable.

The sound of firecrackers was bursting, and it was almost time for the villagers to arrive. Uncle Xia cheerfully arranged the seats for everyone and began to let the kitchen serve food.Uncle Xia's family has no relatives, and the women who come to the kitchen to help are all women from the village, who still need to pay.In the past, people in the village were very proactive in helping each other with major tasks, and the issue of money or not was never mentioned.

Dazzling God is just a moment, now it is not the same as before, Xia Xiaogui understands that people are changing, you can't blame anyone, you can't blame anyone, don't make yourself unhappy, no one cares about it.The people in the village were still willing to save face and hold a personal show, at least they celebrated the completion of their new home with great excitement, so Xia Xiaogui had no other demands.

Left and right, this village can't last long.

But even such a small request will still be sabotaged by others.When Xu Lan rushed over angrily, Xia Xiaogui could only sigh that his character was too bad. He obviously hadn't had anything to do with this family for a long time. Could it be that he was really unlucky again just because of a pot of lard?

Xu Lan stood still domineeringly, without even looking at the people around him, "Xia Xiaogui, what about your wood and that little pickpocket? Tell them to come out! I want to see, who dares to steal from my Xu Lan's house!"

The author has something to say: I got up early in the morning to go to the vegetable market with my mother and ruined a piece of clothing 〒_〒