Master is not to be provoked

Thinking of this, Ke Muai looked at the little Zhengtai who was still hesitant and worried beside him, reached out and touched his cheeks that had been blush, and thought to himself, I don't know if this child will be the future President Xingluo, if so, how can he still be the president of Xingluo? What a trick.

Touched by his little hand, Jing Yunsong said coolly, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Ke Muai sighed: "Let's go, go home, you don't have to worry, I'll get my dad and your mom out in a few days, we'll just live in that yard, and there won't be so many troubles by then. "

When they got home, the two didn't mention anything about being in the old home. Although Jing Yunsong was beaten, Ke Yongli didn't even care about his own son, let alone Jing Yunsong. It was a common occurrence, but Bai Yuhuan had just arrived here and knew that Ke Yongli was not easy to mess with, so he guessed that his son was beaten by the Ke family, so he didn't ask for a moment.

So the family started to study the matter of going to school at a very harmonious and relaxed dinner table.

I don't know how much effort Bai Yuhuan put in last night. Ke Yongli actually asked Jing Yunsong to study in the central primary school in the town, and promised to drive him to and from him every day. Since Ladazi came back, Ke Yongli drove out every day to call friends, drink and make money, but Ke Muai never even sat in the car.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Yuhuan, secretly thinking that this woman is not simple, but unfortunately, she still doesn't understand Ke Yongli's nature.

I booked a car to pick up Jing Yunsong for two years, and after he was 12 years old, I bought him a bicycle to let him go to school by himself, but Ke Muai knew Ke Yongli's temperament, so lazy that he would sell the corn in his field at a low price Man, can he stand getting up early every morning to send Jing Yunsong to school in winter?I'm afraid I couldn't hold on to it for the past two months or so.

"Dad, transfer me to the central school too." Ke Muai obediently stretched out her little hand and took Ke Yongli's arm, "That's it for this year, and when school starts in March next year, I will also go to the central school to study with my little brother. One class."

Bai Yuhuan was a little surprised: "You're only in the second grade, right? Your brother is already in the third grade."

"I can also study in the third grade." He gave Ke Yongli a large piece of scrambled eggs. Well, I spend money every year in school, so why not just skip the grades, graduate a year earlier, and help the family work a year earlier. Dad is getting older year by year, and he should enjoy the blessings. Dad, after I graduate, I will earn money to support you, and I will make you two barrels of good wine, so that you don't have to do anything, just rest and drink every day."

What he said made Ke Yongli smile, his son's words were sweet, and he would spend a year less in school for one year less, and he could graduate early and do odd jobs to support the family. He patted the back of Ke Muai's head: "Good son .” He even picked up a piece of sausage for Ke Muai.

Ke Muai resisted Ke Yongli's bad breath from not brushing his teeth for ten years, turned around and used his chopsticks to pick up the place where Ke Yongli's chopsticks hadn't touched the sausage, and then put it into Bai Yuhuan's bowl respectfully: "Or Give it to our mother, and we will take care of our father and three in the future, and our mother is the biggest contributor to our family."

Ke Yongli smiled so much that he showed his yellow teeth, and said from Bai Yuhuan: "As a child's filial piety, you can eat it if you give it to you."

Bai Yuhuan was disgusted in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, it was a joke, that mouth was kissed yesterday, what's the difference?She readily picked it up and ate it: "Xiao Ai is really sensible, much better than Songsong."

Ke Muai held the special bowl with a corner cut off for herself, and happily ate rice.

At noon that day, Ke Yongli drove Bai Yuhuan and Jing Yunsong to the central school to go to the central school to go through the transfer procedures. As for the procedures for Ke Muai, he had to wait until March next year.

When I came back in the afternoon, the formalities went smoothly. As a car owner, Ke Yongli really showed his face. After being coaxed by Bai Yuhuan, he was very happy. He bought a roast chicken and a catty of pork head meat in the town. When I came back, the family of four had dinner happily in the evening.

Ke Muai kept picking up food for his father: "Dad, now my mother has one too, and I have a younger brother. Our family of four is reunited, and the days will be more and more prosperous in the future. Dad, you here But the great hero, the pillar of our family, you have to take care of your health, otherwise there will be no hope for our family."

In just a few words, Ke Yongli said it with a smile on his face. Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Ke Muai said, "Dad, I grew mushrooms from the mountains a while ago and went to the town to sell mushrooms. I saw a chess and card club there. You go out to play cards every day, so I thought it would be better for us to set up a chess and card club at home, buy two sets of mahjong, a few sets of poker, and then open a small shop, and bring the group of people you know to our house to play, At that time, I will get fifty cents for a round of mahjong, one yuan for a pot of poker, and then sell them some beer, soda, sausage and fried beans. It doesn't take much effort to take care of you, we can easily earn money at home, how good do you think?"

He didn't intend to hide the mushroom sale from Ke Yongli, and he can't hide it, but Ke Yongli hopes that he can support himself. These days, Ke Yongli doesn't pay a penny for the noodles in oil, salt and sauce at home. The annual compulsory education stipulated that if the village party secretary had to come to the door if the child did not go to school, he would not let Ke Muai go to school, and went to the market every day to sell things to support the family.

Of course, he didn't think how much Ke Muai could earn. How much could an eight-year-old child carry a basket of flowers?If he knew that Ke Muai already had more than 1000 yuan in his hand, he would not be so calm.

Ke Yongli's eyes lit up: "What a good son!" He is lazy and lazy, and his greatest wish is to lie down in the house, and the money can fly into his pocket by himself. The idea Ke Muai gave him was exactly what he wanted, and Without delaying his playing with money, he was so happy from ear to ear, he stretched out his hand to pick up the plate of pork head meat, set aside half of the plate of garlic sauce for Ke Muai, filled the rice bowl, and took out another five yuan to stuff it. In Ke Muai's hands, "What a treasure! I'll take this money for your pocket money. It's my father's reward. Tomorrow, my father will go out to buy mahjong and poker, and when he comes back, he will make a sign to hang at the gate of the courtyard..."

"Dad, Dad." Ke Muai stopped him, "Our house is so small and the place is remote, how can we attract people? If we want to play cards, why can't we play? And why do people have to spend money to come to our house to play?"

Ke Yongli was upset, and his face sank: "Do you still want to rent a house?"