[Curse back] Don't ask, it's because you have a car, a house, and a face

Today our family is planning to go to the orchard to pick fruit, and of course we brought Huihui and Tsumiki with us. Originally, we wanted to invite Ye Qiangwei and Yuren to join us, but they were both very busy. In desperation, I had no choice but to give up. To team up with them.

"Mom, I saw the cherries on the tree!" Wutiao Qiutong rode on his father's neck, grabbed his hair with one hand, and pointed at the cherry tree with the other and shouted excitedly, "Let's go pick cherries together!"

Wujo Wutiao hissed suddenly in pain, and raised his hand to save his beautiful hair from his son's claws, "Qiutong, don't pull my hair."

Qiu Tong blinked, and let go of her hand obediently, "I'm sorry, Dad, I'm just too excited."

"It's okay." I distributed the fruit basket to other people, and calmly gestured to my son with an OK gesture, "Anyway, your father has a lot of hair, so it doesn't matter if you pull a few more, even if you get bald." It can also be treated with inversion surgery.”

Gojo Wujo looked at me dissatisfied, "I won't be pulled bald! And why did you let Qiutong pull my hair? It hurts, okay?"

At this time, an unremarkable classmate Fu Heihui passed by, happened to interrupt our communication, and handed me a basket full of fruits in his hand, "You can sell what you can't finish."

My attention was instantly attracted by the basket full of fruits, "It's a good idea, I will set up a small stall in the market, and you can help me sell things, and all the money I earn will be shared with you guys." .”

Tsumiji sat in a cool place to help pick out the rotten fruits. Hearing our conversation, he raised his head and smiled and said, "Sister Qi, if you want to sell something, I can organize students in the class who are willing to come over to cheer you on."

"Oh, then when I earn money, I'll buy you a new hair accessory for Tsumiji, shall I?"

"I already have a lot of jewelry at home, so there's no need to buy it."

Fu Heihui was listening, and suddenly interjected, "I think it's okay to buy."

"Look, Huihui even said that you need to dress up."

"Well, why don't you buy cheaper ones? Don't buy such expensive ones anymore."

And Gojo Satoru, who was ignored by everyone for a long time, said, "Should I speak out to prove that I'm still here?"

——Forget about Megumi and Tsumiki, Qi, you were still talking to him just now!

Wujo Qiutong patted the top of his head and comforted him, "Forget it, Dad, your status in the family is the lowest. It's better to recognize this fact as soon as possible."

Gojo Satoru: "Thank you, Qiutong, but I was not comforted at all."

——Who taught this child badly?

"Forget it, let your mother continue to work, and I can take you out to play alone." As if he was angry with someone, Gojo Satoru murmured, grabbed his son's two short legs, Take him directly to the depths of the orchard, "Daddy will pick all the fruits in this orchard today and give them to you."

"Our family can't finish eating so many fruits, right?" The boy was a little helpless, "Or Dad, are you going to help Mom solve the supply problem at once?"

"If the fruit can't be sold out in a few days, it will go bad."

Moreover, the price of the fruit itself is very expensive, especially the pure natural fruit specially cultivated in this kind of private orchard, which is different from the cheap ones sold in the wholesale market in terms of quality, not to mention that the market is aimed at the consumption level Not too high a customer base, wouldn't it be a disadvantage if they sell at a low price?

Gojo Akito, who was taught how to manage a family at a young age, realized this problem and began to think about the solution seriously.

Completely different from his own son who tends to think too much, Gojo Satoru's thoughts are much more simple. For him, since his wife wants to sell, even if he has to pack up the whole orchard and give it away for free, it doesn't matter if he makes a loss in business. .

Fortunately, the Wujo family still has a capable heir, otherwise the entire Wujo family's property would be ruined by Wujo Wu for his wife sooner or later.

"There are more cherries here." Gojo Satoru looked around, regretting not calling his wife and the others over, but it didn't matter, it would be the same when he brought them back.

Raising his right hand, he stretched out his five fingers and aimed at the cherry grove. The spell gradually gathered in his palm. Just as he was about to launch an attack, Wujo Qiutong came to his senses and stopped him loudly, "Dad—don't use it!" Harvesting cherries this way!"

"It hurts——Qiutong, you are the one! Don't pull my hair too hard!"

"This kind of thing is fine. The most important thing is, Dad, did you just want to destroy this area?!" The boy was very angry, "This is the property under the name of our Wutiao family! And recently signed a contract with other clubs. Signed the lease contract! Didn't you listen carefully to Mr. Steward's explanation before you set off here?!"

——It is because they are worried that you will accidentally destroy the family business, that's why they called to say something!

But Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at him in surprise, "Hey? What? Is this the orchard of the Gojo family?"

Gojo Qiutong: "..."

This young master can't have it anymore, throw it away.

The true heir of the Gojo family, Gojo Akito thought very coldly in his heart.

"Don't worry, I have controlled the output and will only cut off the cherry stems." The white-haired young man patted his son's calf and comforted him with a smile, "How could I destroy the orchard, and Qi is still here, she If you find out, you will hit me."

Hearing the other party's explanation, the boy gradually relaxed, but the expression on his face was still very dissatisfied, "Even if this is the case, we shouldn't use spells to attack directly. Aren't we coming to the orchard to experience the fun of picking by ourselves?"

"It's faster this way, otherwise we won't be able to finish picking until dark."

"...Dad, do you really want to pick all the fruits?"

"Of course, I never lie." Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and felt that this was not rigorous enough, so he added, "Except for special circumstances."

Wujo Qiutong was a little speechless, "Won't you still lie?"

"At least I won't lie to you." He took his son into the fruit grove again, this time he didn't cheat anymore, but honestly picked the bunches of cherries with his hands, and wiped them casually Then he handed it to the boy on his shoulder, "Try it."

He took a bite, his cheeks puffed up, it felt quite sweet, then he bent down and stuffed a cherry into his father's mouth.

Gojo Satoru chewed the pulp, um, it was indeed sweet.

"Go get some fruit baskets from Mama, I'm going to work."

"Don't really pick them all up."

"It will not."

By the time the five picking teams returned to the original camp, we had washed two baskets of fruit and eaten most of them.

"Why so slow?" I picked up my son who was happily running in front of me, let him sit on my lap, took a strawberry from the plate and fed it to his mouth, and when my husband put the fruit basket and sat next to me , I also fed him a strawberry.

"Because we're picking the sweetest cherries." Gojo Satoru leaned on me relaxedly, tilted his head and put it on my shoulder, and said lazily, "I can't let you eat sour ones."

I couldn't help complaining, "So you are eating and picking, right?"

No wonder it took so long.

"Today's harvest is very rich." Tsumiji glanced at the several large baskets of fruits on the ground, there were all kinds of them, "It feels like I can eat them for a long time."

Fu Heihui brought out several cups of tea to relieve the tiredness from the room, and handed them to us respectively, "Eating too much fruit will make you sick to your stomach."

"En? Didn't you agree to sell it in the market?"

"Ah, I have something to tell you about this, mother."

For some reason, my son suddenly got up from my arms, faced me face to face, and said with a serious face, "I have calculated carefully, if you sell our fruit, Mom, you will lose money."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand beside him, "Qiutong, doesn't it matter?"

"Papa, please be quiet."

After casually telling the annoying father to shut up, Qiutong continued to maintain a serious expression, and told me seriously, "Before I went out, I had a good understanding of Mr. Housekeeper's instructions. Compared with the fruits sold, first of all, there is a big difference in quality, and the cost of the two inputs is completely incomparable, in general..."

In order to persuade me to give up this idea, my son tried very hard to analyze the pros and cons of this to me, but unfortunately, I couldn't understand a word.

And not only was I dumbfounded, but Megumi and Tsumiki next to me were also dumbfounded.

The only one who knows what his son is talking about is Gojo Satoru, but he is a person who doesn't care about these things at all. He just looked at the confused expressions of the three of us, thought about it, and finally kindly helped me a handful.

Therefore, he replaced Qiutong's long speech with just one sentence, allowing me to quickly understand the other party's explanation, "This orchard is owned by the Wutiao family."

Grass, so it is very simple and easy to understand!

These fruits are expensive goods, so they can't be sold cheaply!

"...Ah...so that's how it is..."

Obviously, Tsumiji also understood Gojo Satoru's hint, and his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed and ashamed. He was clearly a high school student, but he was completely inferior to his younger brother who was about to enter elementary school.

Of course, on this point, I am the same.

Fu Heihui, who gradually came back to his senses, also clenched his fist against his lips and coughed twice, "This way, Qiutong is really amazing."

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but let out a chuckle, and then I slammed my elbow on the side and swallowed it back abruptly.

Qiutong looked at us blankly, not quite understanding why we had such strange expressions.

"Where did I say something wrong?"

"No, you are right." I smiled and raised my hand to rub my son's head, and praised him sincerely, "Mom is very happy, Qiutong will definitely become a very good head of the family in the future."

"I can guarantee that if it's not true, I'll throw your dad out."

"Why did you throw me out?!" Gojo Satoru protested to me in dissatisfaction instantly, "No matter how you look at it, it's none of my business, right?!"

I was not moved at all, and replied with a smile, "It is because of this poisonous oath that I can prove that my guarantee is valid."

"But I'm so sad!"

"All in all." Fu Heihui interrupted his teacher's clockwork in time, and calmly came to a conclusion, "It's great that the next head of the Wutiao family is not Wutiao teacher."

The author has something to say: Qiutong, the real light of hope for the Gojo family (x)

Because his father didn't want to be a director, the burden of managing the entire Wujo family was forced to fall on his shoulders, and because his daily parents were too unreliable, so he only learned from his mother's reliable performance in times of crisis. It is called to take its essence and discard its dross (not).

In fact, he didn't know that his mother's excellent performance in a critical situation could drive his father crazy.

I modified some of the content in the last chapter, and it is still an important part. If there is a cute little one who doesn't know, you can go and have a look.

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