"By the way, I still have 5 cents in my pocket, Qian Hong, can we play for half an hour more, or 20 minutes. One of the little guys in the chicken nest suddenly remembered something very important.

"Keep your money, if I dare to give you extra time now, then the people in the back queue will have to be postponed, and they will have to eat me." Qian Hong was not so greedy, so he refused with a smile and glanced at Yu Tian's child.

It's a pity that Yu Tian, this kid has no understanding, and he can't comprehend Qian Hong's meaningful eyes at all, so Qian Hong can only continue to carry it by himself: "Let's play, you will be at the time in 5 minutes, you can take the five cents and sell popsicles, or save again, and come to me when you save a dollar." ”

"Oh......" The little hairy head in front of him could only nod helplessly, and then Qian Hong didn't even have time to drink saliva, and the sound of slapping sounded again at the courtyard gate, and Gri, who could already limp around in the courtyard, whined and threatened before Qian Hong.

The noisy, busy, and slightly harvested day is over, when my mother comes home from work, the last group of little hairy heads are still in the fierce battle, and the mustache in overalls on the TV screen jumps up, first eats a mushroom and grows bigger, and then stomps on a turtle shell, stepping on the turtle shell to glide quickly in a super horizontal direction.

"Mom, you're off work, sit down and drink water, they'll have ten minutes to finish. Qian Hong, who ran out of the fart, took over his mother's triangular bag full of vegetables while talking, and he was called a considerate person in place, for fear of causing his mother a little unpleasant.

"Little Daewoo, our house has become a big car shop!" Mom took the towel and smiled bitterly at those obsessed little hairy heads.

"For the sake of RMB, Mom, you have to be patient and patient, if it weren't for not affecting our family's life, I would even be able to drain the time at night. But who knew that Qian Hong was not ashamed but proudly replied, revealing a deep regret and unwillingness in his tone.

"Children should have a good time, share good things, borrow from each other to show friendship, but you are here to collect money...... Aren't you afraid they'll laugh at you?"

"What's the joke? They're all scolding me now, and they're counting on me to lower the price for them. ”

"I don't think I've ever asked you, how much do you charge them?"

"Mom, don't worry about it, it must be within their tolerance, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people in the house. ”

"I am afraid that you will cause some disputes, you are so young and so wealthy, I really don't know who you follow!"

"Toads don't grow hair, they follow the roots!"

"I'll beat you to death"

"Wow, Mom, I'm wrong, I'm with my dad, it has nothing to do with you. ”

"Speaking of this, your old Qian family really has this gene, before liberation, your grandfather was doing business in Beijing Qianliang Hutong, and later because of gambling money, he lost ten wagons of millet overnight, and lost all the family business, but your father, your aunt, and your uncle have not inherited it, who would have thought that the roots of doing business would be passed on to you from generation to generation. ”

"Because I'm your son......!"

"Xiao Daewoo, mom will tell you something serious, tomorrow is Sunday, I will go to the woolen factory in the morning to deliver foreign parts, and in the afternoon I will take you out with your fourth aunt, so don't let these children come over, do you hear?"

"This can't be done, I've already made an appointment, people can't be without credit!"

"What appointment? I don't care, anyway, tomorrow afternoon, you will honestly follow me, and lock the door directly at home. ”

"That'...... Alright then, I'll figure it out. ”

"Then I'm going to cook, don't forget what I told you. After speaking, my mother approached the kitchen, poured out the beans and began to pick them, and suddenly such a thing appeared, of course, it disrupted Qian Hong's plan, but my mother said so resolutely, Qian Hong didn't want to invite himself to eat a bunch of stew.

However, my mother's unintentional words reminded Qian Hong that the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, and there are naturally many people, even if it is a little hairy child, it is impossible to put an end to disputes, and the only thing Qian Hong can do is to make some preparations in advance, so as not to be helpless when things really happen.

"Mom, I'll help you. Thinking of this, Qian Hong screamed, and then also walked into the kitchen and grabbed a handful of beans......

Sunday came in the blink of an eye, my mother just as Qian Hong suggested, asked Uncle Dong to help run a trip, and took the opportunity to pull the materials, and sent the recent 1,000 sets of external parts to the third woolen factory, and my father was still sleeping lazily at home, as for Qian Hong's small business, it opened early, a group of small hairy heads crowded in front of the TV, trying not to make a sound, for fear of waking up Qian Hong's father, so that he didn't have to play.

As for Qian Hong himself, after he ate breakfast, he first fed the newborn little quail, that is, grinding the general feed more finely, and by the way, adding more protein to it, trying to increase the immunity of the little quail.

After Qian Hong filled the trough for the quails that were laying eggs and replenished the drinking water, he turned around and went to turn over the quail eggs in the hatching box, and the whole person turned around like a spinning top, and when he finally finished the quail thing, he quickly pulled a few large newspapers and scribbled on them.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Dad's lazy sleep was finally over, of course, it was possible that he was woken up by the little hairy heads, anyway, he began to wash his face, and then talked to Qian Hong while getting dressed: "Your mother hasn't come back yet?"

"No, but it should be soon, it's been more than three hours. When Dad sat down to drink water, Qian Hong rushed to the living room, waving the small notebook in his hand and shouting: "It's time for you, the next hour is Zhao Gang's." ”

"It's finally my turn, come on, I must clear Contra today. A few little kids immediately took over the gamepad, and the little hairy ones who had spent their time were reluctant to leave, and were just moved to the back row to watch, but this was also an interesting communication process.

"Son, your little business is good!" Dad glanced at the living room and actually made fun of Qian Honglai.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm working hard to get back the money you bought for the game console within a year. Qian Hong said very conservatively, but he didn't expect that this long deadline still frightened his father: "What? You can earn it back in a year?"