Song Qiran took out a contract and handed it to Li Jinjin: "You just need to sign it, press your fingerprint, take a photo with your ID card, and leave the rest to me to handle." ”

Li Jinjin took the contract, brushed it a few times, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

At a cursory glance, the contract does not have any out-of-the-ordinary expenses, like a formal loan contract, only in an inconspicuous place, lightly written with an annual interest rate of 30%, which is really murderous and bloodless!

It was because of the original owner that after Song Qiran ran away, it was not enough to sell the ancestral house, and he worked day and night for fifteen years to pay off the loan.

His body completely collapsed, he didn't get married, and finally lived by working as an hourly worker and picking up waste, and he was poor and sick, and died of depression.

Seeing that Li Jinjin was silent, Song Qiran spoke again: Jinjin, I believe in your craftsmanship, let's face it together, okay? ”

Li Jinjin stretched out his hand, where is the pen!

Song Qiran offered it with both hands, she wrote down her name one by one, and the last point fell hard.

Song Qiran gave a light kiss on Li Jin's head and carefully folded the contract.

"Let's start eating, then." When the dust settled, Song Qiran couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, there was still a lot of money left after the debt was paid off... He has already planned to share it with others.

Eat another delicious meal and everything is perfect!

Song Mu kept looking at him, the two eyes were staggered, and he nodded.

Ho, it turns out that this family knows it.

"You guys sit down first, and I'll serve the food right away." Song Qiran nodded, turned around and changed his face.

Li Jinjin sneered, looked at the three people, sat down at the table, and chatted enthusiastically, no one came to the kitchen to help.

Ten years later, since the age of sixteen, Li Jinjin has come to his house to help cook, and no one has ever served her a dish or washed a bowl once.

Hmph, it's a pity that this table is a good dish, Li Jinjin quickly stuffed a few ribs into his mouth, looked at the dish in front of him reluctantly, and muttered: "You have to make more for me to eat in the future!" ”

Looking left and right, no one paid attention to her, Li Jinjin took out a bag of transparent liquid from his pocket and mixed it into the dish in a blink of an eye.

"I love these ribs." Before the dish was finished, Song Yin picked up a piece and took a bite, put it down, and hurriedly picked up the second piece, for fear that others would rob her.

The three of them devoured it, without even looking at Li Jinjin, and when the last bowl of soup was served, there was no ribs left.

The bones on Song Yin's side were piled up into a hill, and Song's mother looked loving: "Girl, eat slowly, don't choke." ”

Song Qiran reluctantly swallowed the last piece of pork ribs, thinking that this kind of delicacy would not be able to eat it in the future, he was a little unhappy.

His mind turned, or after Li Jinjin had no way out and owed a lot of debts, he appeared as a savior, making her grateful, and it would be good to hire her as a nanny when the time came.

With Li Jinjin's dead-eyed character, she will inevitably be a cow and a horse, and she will not have any complaints.

The three of them didn't even have a bit of dregs left, their cups and plates were messy, and they were full of leftovers, and their expressions were very satisfied.

Mother Song picked her teeth, laughed with Song Yin in a low voice, and swept Li Jinjin with unscrupulous malicious eyes: "Girl, let's lie down and go." ”

"Hurry up, or it won't be too late." Song Qiran cocked his legs and added: "Make me a cup of tea first, and drink Longjing today." ”

"If I think I'm slow, you're here to help." finally couldn't bear it anymore, and Li Jinjin's words rolled out of his mouth.

"Jin Jin, are you not feeling well today?" Song Qiran looked a little surprised, Li Jinjin has always obeyed him, why does he feel weird today?

"Anyway, if you don't help, I may have to clean up for a long time, don't rush me when the time comes." Li Jinjin disagreed.

Song Qiran rolled his eyes twice, stood up, a little impatient and impatient: "I'll help you wash it today." ”

He skillfully stacked the dirty dishes together, and felt that something was wrong, so he glanced at Li Jinjin, pretending to be rough and would not do anything.

Li Jinjin handed him a cup of tea, and he took the opportunity to leave, swiping his mobile phone while drinking tea, for some reason, he was very thirsty today, and drank several large glasses of water one after another.