Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

The first time he saw this man, Qiao Jianuo recognized his identity—the friend who was recently running against Qiao Dong for the position of section chief was called Ji Jian.

He remembered that in his previous life, Ji Jian also came to visit with fruit. At that time, he didn't understand anything, so he obediently let Ji Jian in, but later Ji Jian tricked him into talking.

Thinking of those past events, Giorgano had a gloomy look in his eyes.

Fortunately, he hid those auras well, he grinned at Ji Jian, and said in a childish voice: "My parents are still at work, does uncle have anything to do with my parents?"

"Really?" Ji Jian was a little happy, and said quickly, "Do you remember me? I'm your father's friend, and I hugged you when you were young."

Giorgio tilted his head: "I don't remember."

Hearing this, Ji Jian's expression froze for a moment. After recovering, he smiled and handed the plastic bag containing the fruit to Qiao Jianuo, and his words were full of close meaning: "Come on, come on, this It's the green apple that Uncle bought for you, but it's too crispy. Since your parents are not at home, can Uncle go in and wait? Uncle has something to discuss with your father."

Giorgio didn't show any signs of being polite, and reached out to take the bag of fruit without saying a word.

I weighed it with my hand, it was quite heavy.

It seems that Ji Jian did not spend less money.

Ji Jian saw all of Qiao Jianuo's undisguised little actions, and his expression turned ugly.

Soon, the smile on Ji Jian's face could hardly be maintained anymore, thinking that the child raised by Qiao Dong and Chen Yue was too snobbish!What does that look mean?Isn't gift giving a matter of thought?Why are you still weighing it?

After Qiao Jianuo finished weighing, he let go of the body that had been blocking the door, and said with a smile: "Please come in, uncle."

Ji Jian: "..."

He looked down at Qiao Jianuo's smiling face, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt suffocated in his heart, as if a breath was stuck in his throat hard, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

In layman's terms.

This feeling is - aggrieved.

When is it the turn of a child of a certain age to look at him?

Although Ji Jian was not very happy in his heart, but thinking of the purpose of his trip, he could only hold back his emotions for a while, and then he was led into the house by Giorgio.

The area of ​​this house is not big, standing at the door, you can see the whole place except the two bedrooms clearly, I saw Giorgio carrying the bag of green apples on the coffee table, lowering his head and starting Pick and choose.

Ji Jian stood at the door and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Qiao Jianuo's expression. He coughed a little impatiently, and asked in a high voice: "Jia Nuo, can uncle go in?"

Qiao Jianuo had just put the selected green apples out of his pocket, and when he heard the voice, he looked up at Ji Jian, who had a grim expression, and said strangely, "Aren't you coming in now?"

"..." Ji Jian was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

After a moment of silence, he still pretended to be nice and said, "Uncle, what you mean is, can uncle go in and wait for your parents to come back?"

"Of course." Giorgio finished absent-mindedly, then lowered his head and continued to search in his pockets, "Come in."

Now Ji Jian's face turned green. It was the first time he met such an impolite child. He didn't care whether Qiao Jianuo could understand, and said sarcastically, "Hey, uncle just doesn't know you guys. Do you want to change your slippers at home? Uncle’s house has a porcelain floor, and you can see it if there is a little dust. It is very troublesome to clean, so you have to change your shoes when you go in and out.”

Don't look at Ji Jian complaining on the surface, in fact, the show off in his tone is almost overflowing.

After speaking, he saw the cement floor and the dusty ground of Giorgano's house again, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a contemptuous arc.

Although Qiao Jianuo didn't look up at Ji Jian, but according to Ji Jian's tone of voice, he could imagine how proud Ji Jian was at this moment.

"Uncle, you don't need to take off your shoes, just come in." Giorgio picked up the selected green apples in his clothes, stood up straight, looked at Ji Jian solemnly and said, "Uncle's family is rich, not only installed porcelain floors, but also So particular, but our family is so poor that we can’t even afford a porcelain floor, let alone be as particular as my uncle’s.”

Ji Jian: "..."

For some reason, Giorgano obviously followed his words, but he just felt very aggrieved, and the breath stuck in his throat seemed to be about to explode.

At this time, the door behind him was suddenly opened.

Ji Jian turned his head and saw the surprised faces of Qiao Dong and Chen Yue. They were carrying bags, obviously they had just returned from get off work.

"Old Ji?" Qiao Dong said, "Why are you here?"

Only then did Ji Jian realize that he was still standing in front of someone else's house, and he rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I got off work early today, and I happened to come across a small stall selling green apples outside my unit. I bought too many, so I took them." Here's a bag for you to try."

Ji Jian's words were very skillful, not only to resolve the embarrassment, but also implied that he bought something, and the thing was not in his hands, and it had been taken away by Giorgio.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Qiao Dong and Chen Yue's first reaction was to look at Qiao Jianuo in the living room, and immediately noticed the green apples on the coffee table and Qiao Jianuo's clothes.

The couple felt embarrassed, and when they blushed and were about to say something, they saw their son running over in slippers, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes shining brightly, and said happily: "You are back, Uncle bought me a green apple, and said that his house has a porcelain floor, and you have to change your shoes when you go in and out, but it’s so particular, it’s not like our house.”

Before the words were finished, the three adults present fell silent.

An awkward smile hung on Ji Jian's face again, mixed with a little annoyance after being exposed.

Qiao Dong and Chen Yue looked at each other, and they both saw anger in each other's eyes. Chen Yue turned her head and didn't want to talk, so she squatted down to change her shoes.

In the end, it was Qiao Dong who sternly said, "Remember when Xiaoyue and I visited your house last month, your house also had a cement floor, and you replaced it with a porcelain floor so quickly?"

After changing her slippers, Chen Yue curled her lips: "Maybe I got rich."

Hearing this, Ji Jian panicked, waved his hands hastily, and said with a sneer: "My mother is still sick and hospitalized, and the family is so poor that she doesn't even dare touch any meat. Where did you get the money to install the porcelain floor? It wasn't just now. Playing with Kano..."

Even though this was said, it failed to dispel the doubts in the hearts of the couple.

During this period of time, in order to take the position of section chief, Ji Jian searched for people to vote for him, and described how miserable his family situation was, such as his mother was sick and hospitalized, his wife and children lived with tighter belts, and the family owed money. More than 1000 foreign debts and so on, made some people who originally wanted to vote for Qiao Dong change their minds.

Just last week, some colleagues came to comfort Qiao Dong, saying that Ji Jian’s family is suffering enough, and he has to support three children. Qiao Dong and Chen Yue have only one child, and the burden is much lighter. It is better to give the opportunity to Ji Jian health.

Originally, Qiao Dong had already decided to let nature take its course, but now that he heard Qiao Jianuo's words out of the blue, it was absolutely impossible not to be angry.

They are too poor to afford meat and still install porcelain floors?

Are you too poor to afford meat and still buy green apples as gifts?

You are so poor that you can't afford meat, and you still look so healthy. It seems that you are a few catties heavier than you were three or four days ago, right?

Qiao Dong thought of his entanglement in the past few days, of wandering between his friends and his future, of his hair falling out from insomnia, and suddenly the anger in his chest surged up, and he couldn't stop it.

"Good old man! I regarded you as a friend, but you lied to me and everyone in this way. You kept saying that your family was poor, and where did you get the money to install the porcelain floor?"

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..." Ji Jian was so anxious that his facial features wrinkled into a ball, wishing to go back a few minutes ago and gag his mouth.

He didn't even dream about it, but he couldn't help but want to show off in front of the children, and he accidentally revealed his old background. If this matter is publicized by Qiao Dong and Chen Yue, those who promised to vote for him What do people think of him?

Ji Jian didn't dare to think about it anymore...

"Old Qiao, let's not stand at the door. If there is any misunderstanding, go in and talk, sit down and talk slowly." Ji Jian pushed Qiao Dong in with cold sweat on his face, for fear that the upstairs and downstairs would overhear their conversation.

Qiao Dong's face turned blue, but he also knew that the neighbors would laugh at him if he quarreled in the corridor, so he half-pushed and entered the house without even changing his shoes.

Chen Yue, who was walking behind, closed the door, threw her backpack on the sofa, and went to the kitchen to pour water with a cold face.

Ji Jian looked at the couple's reaction eagerly, which was completely different from what he had expected before. He thought he could put on a high airs and persuade Qiao Dong to give up the position of section chief. Who knew that the situation had completely changed at this moment. Active becomes passive.

If his misdeeds were exposed, the regret would be even more unimaginable.

The corners of Ji Jian's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists secretly. He seemed to be slapped by someone invisibly, and there was burning pain on his cheek. The teeth itch.

Who would have thought that it was this kid who let him reveal his secret.

Giorgio put the washed and dried green apples into a clean pocket, and seemed to notice Ji Jian's gaze. He raised his head suspiciously, and met Ji Jian's eyes.

At this moment, Ji Jian didn't even have the mood to pretend, and stared fiercely at Qiao Jianuo with red eyes.

Unexpectedly, Giorgio was not frightened by his ferocious appearance, raised his eyebrows, and then grinned, as if he had encountered something particularly happy.

"Thank you Uncle for the green apples, I want to give some to my friends." Giorjano's voice was crisp, with the innocence unique to children, "Goodbye, Uncle."

Ji Jian: "..."

He was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

At this time, Qiao Dong looked at him, and Ji Jian quickly put away the malice in his expression, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "Go early and come back early."

Unfortunately, the answer was the slamming of the door.