"You are not dazzled." Sheng Yuxiao said in a cool tone, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with your brain for the time being."
"Then, what is this called? A ghost beating a wall?" Ning Heng said in a trembling voice.
Li Xiaoya quickly said: "No, someone else gave it to me."
"So that's it, then I'm relieved..." Ning Heng just breathed a sigh of relief, but then he showed a sad expression.
"Did the boss who bought my work raise the price and resell it? Who bought it?" After Ning Heng finished speaking, he looked left and right, at his brother Sheng, and then at Qin Sui.
Sheng Yuxiao said lazily: "I'm not the one who took advantage of me, wouldn't I take it from you first?"
"Also...also."
Before Ning Heng's guess became more outrageous, Li Xiaoya quickly said: "None of them!"
Sheng Yuxiao guessed it as soon as he heard it: "He."
He immediately lowered his gaze and said suspiciously: "You couldn't have snatched it from someone else, right?"
Li Xiaoya opened his mouth, but was unable to refute.
Although Ning Heng didn't know who that person was, he thought about it and said blankly: "Then we won't suffer any loss..."
"Look, I sold it, someone else gave me the money, and then it was robbed and given to Duckling... a perfect closed loop. Duckling, is he still robbing me? I'm about to sell it again. Sounds like a perfect industrial chain.”
Li Xiaoya:?
Sheng Yuxiao punched Ning Heng: "Don't teach bad children."
The old man Touzhang was sitting inside the door, watching their movements through the window, and there was a faint laughter in his ears, which was the unique vitality of young people.
"It's become more lively all of a sudden." Mr. Zhang said with emotion.
The secretary wiped her hands and said, "There are many people willing to come and talk to you."
"Most of them are boring people, and some of them are hypocritical. Why bother?" Mr. Zhang shook his head with a smile and made a clay doll with extremely slow movements.
The secretary nodded and sighed: "But this kid is really popular. He has many friends."
"They are all very interesting friends." Mr. Zhang said.
The secretary was stunned: "How do you say this?"
"That one is called Sheng Yuxiao."
"The only son of the Sheng family, I heard he has a bad temper, but... I don't see what's wrong with him."
"The ones next to me should be the children of the Ning family in Tianjin. Their family has a lot of contact with the literary and art circles. I must have met them a few times and they have grown up."
"You have a really good memory." The secretary felt ashamed.
“Because we can’t forget the past, our memory is particularly good.”
The secretary suddenly realized that he had lost his words and got stuck.
On the contrary, Mr. Zhang waved his hands and comforted him: "I just said it casually." He paused and commented: "Many people in this circle are not good at educating their children. They have too much and cannot live a good life. Last time Only a few months ago, two boys in the circle were extradited and returned to the country for committing crimes."
Mr. Zhang smiled: "That's why they seem to be very interesting."
When the secretary heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Children are quite capable."
Mr. Zhang nodded and said, "I'm curious as to how their family raised such a little girl."
The secretary suddenly remembered the "variety show" mentioned by Qin Sui. It's fine, I won't ask that suddenly...
The secretary was intrigued and immediately turned around to search for keywords.
Unexpectedly, a program actually popped up.
The first season has been aired...
Check it out tonight. The secretary thought to herself.
After Ning Heng finished delivering the money, he twisted his butt, glanced at his brother Sheng's face and said, "Sister Xiaoya, do you want to count the money again? We'll leave after you finish counting and make sure it's OK. "
In this way, wouldn't he and Brother Sheng be able to stay a little longer?
He is such a good planner!
Qin Sui raised his eyelids: "I'm going to borrow a money counting machine."
Ning Heng: "..."
Sheng Yuxiao could see it clearly.
In fact, it is very simple to stay...
He stood up and said, "I'm going to say hello to Mr. Zhang."
He walked ahead. Ning Heng kicked the money bag and followed hurriedly.
"Old sir, I am Sheng Yuxiao, Xiaoya's friend. I want to say hello to you." The arrogant young man rarely looked well-behaved, and his sharp eyebrows softened.
Ning Heng also followed suit and bowed his head to say hello respectfully.
Most people are respectful in front of Mr. Zhang. That's because they want something from him, or they are afraid of his status.
The young man in front of him also had a request, but his request was for that child.
It's out of love and care.
The older a person gets, the more inevitably he will be moved by such friendship.
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Can you stay for lunch?"
"And here, here." Mr. Zhang handed it to Sheng Yuxiao.
That's a small tray.
There are small clay figures sitting or standing on the small tray.
Mr. Zhang pointed in the direction of the little duck: "Give her something to play with."
Sheng Yuxiao looked down. It seems like... pinching them.
The Zhang family dinner table was also very lively today.
Several young people rushed to pick up food and feed the children, but they were not polite or rude at all. This kind of atmosphere made people feel more at ease and not so restrictive.
"Here." Suddenly a clean spoon was stretched out.
Li Xiaoya served Mr. Zhang a spoonful of custard.
Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment: "How can you give it to me?"
"Don't you want to eat this?"
"Eat. But why..."
"If they bring me food, I will bring you food."
By the way, I have to stop them from frantically adding vegetables to her bowl! I really can’t eat it!
Mr. Zhang looked at her expression, smiled and said, "Can't you eat more of the food in your bowl? Then share some with me."
Li Xiaoya was stunned for a moment: "But the one in my bowl is not very good..."
"It doesn't matter, it's better not to waste it. In our day, a bowl of noodles was eaten by several people, and no one thought it was leftover."
This is what he had imagined in his dream. If his son was still alive, if he had grandchildren, everyone would sit together and have a meal. The child can't eat so much, but the grandpa will willingly eat her leftovers.
If...it's a pity that there is no if.
At this time, Qin Sui also took some food for Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang suddenly smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, okay..."
The scene in the dream is now complete.
Mr. Zhang ate too much for two days in a row and had to take Jianweixiaoshi tablets that day.
But it rarely caused any other discomfort.
After the family doctor examined him, he said: "Mood can also affect intestinal health. If you can maintain a good mood, it will be less likely that the old problems will relapse."
Mr. Zhang sighed.
He thought so.
As soon as the little girl came over, the house became a lot more lively. But after all, it belongs to someone else's house... How can one be left here?
While talking, the secretary came out.
Mr. Zhang immediately said: "I see you got up late today. Are you sick? Ask the doctor to take a look at you too?"
The secretary raised his head, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyelids.
Mr. Zhang was startled: "What's wrong?"
"Watching variety shows."
"ah?"
Just at this time, Li Xiaoya also got up. She came out with her schoolbag on her back. She had to go to school for the last time today.
As soon as he raised his face, he met the secretary's distressed and excited eyes.
What's wrong with him?
Li Xiaoya went out with a puzzled look on his face.
When I came back, I had two swollen eye blisters.
"I just said I won't show it to you, right? Fortunately, I didn't go to the hospital crying."
"The children have suffered too much."
Li Xiaoya stepped through the door cautiously, and the person inside turned his head - Mr. Zhang's eyes were also swollen from crying.
Qin Sui couldn't help but lower his head and sigh.
All right.
It turns out that just asking them to watch the show would solve everything... After all, not everyone is as difficult to empathize with as he is.
