"Boom!" With a deafening sound, Chen Yifan couldn't help covering his ears, but he was shocked to find that in front of him, the gentleness who was still arguing with him just now was actually struck by lightning!

With long hair upside down and a decrepit face, she is not dead yet, and she can also be called lucky.

Maybe it's because of this thunderbolt in the clear sky, so she didn't die?

Can't you? The power of natural thunder and lightning is enough to make people die, and those who survive are simply lucky.

"I don't care about thunder, do I?" Chen Yifan didn't know why, touched his head and muttered.

"Bang!" Although Wen Rou did not die, she also fell straight down.

"Gentle!" Mi Wenqiang was startled, and hurriedly rushed over, shaking and shouting softly.

"You! It's you ......" shouted twice, Mi Wenqiang turned his head, looked at Chen Yifan and glared at him angrily.

"It's my business!" Chen Yifan rolled his eyes.

"I know you've been kneeling for less than ten minutes, so if you still want to save your son, I don't want you to kneel, it's not interesting."

"You buy some rice and flour bedding and send them to poor households, 50 catties of rice and ten catties of noodles per family, a set of bedding, and send them to 300 families, and ask you to send them in person, and you must not fake others!"

"Of course, if you want to be lazy, then our previous agreement will be invalidated, you will kneel here for three years, and I will not save your son!"

"Of course, your son won't last three years." Chen Yifan ignored the gentleness and turned the topic back to what Mi Wenqiang and they were asking for.

"Is that true?" Although Mi Wenqiang was worried about gentleness, he was also nervous about his son, and when he heard Chen Yifan's request, it didn't seem to be so difficult to accept, so he hurriedly asked.

Three hundred poor households, a family to send some rice noodles and bedding or something, at most tens of thousands of yuan, for the Mi family is a drop in the bucket, it can be said to be a small price.

"Seriously! You have to do what I ask you to do, otherwise the agreement will be null and void, and I won't give you a chance. Chen Yifan raised his hand and said.

"Good!" Mi Wenqiang nodded and looked back gently: "I'll send her to the hospital first!"

"Okay!" Chen Yifan glanced at gentleness and nodded.

I didn't expect to say it casually, she was really struck by lightning!

That's it, it's okay to accept the lesson, and don't see her in general.

"You follow them!" Before going upstairs, Chen Yifan instructed Huang Yan again.

Looking at this weasel pacing in front of him, with some schadenfrefreate in his expression, Mi Wenqiang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, this weasel is too aura.

It's like, you really understand people!

Could it really be that it is the secret?

Mi Wenqiang glanced at Huang Yan with some caution, took out his mobile phone and called the hospital and home.

received Mi Wenqiang's call, Mi Wenxuan was a little bored, this brother really can't do anything, let him kneel for three hours, he can still mess up.

But at this time, he had to continue to wipe his buttocks, and instructed his employees to buy rice and flour bedding, and to pick up Mi Wenqiang.

Chen Yifan didn't care about this, Huang Yan would supervise them.

At this time, he is working on a puzzle with Su'er.

"That's a! Brother, you're a pervert, don't fight! Hmph!" I saw Su'er spelling it together, and when she saw the puzzle in front of Chen Yifan, she angrily pushed away the one-third puzzle in front of her, holding her arms, looking angry.

Chen Yifan spared his head, puzzles are Su'er's strength, they used to draw their own patterns and tear them off and play with them, all of them won by Su'er, but now I don't know what's wrong, I just take it and put it together, I don't need to try and think at all, as if I was born to know which piece should be where.

"Then let's play charades!"

"Don't! You're even more perverted playing that brother!"

"Shall we play chess, then?"

"Don't! Brother, you just want to bully me!"

"What do you want to play?"

"We played house!" Su'er tilted her head and thought about it, clapping her hands excitedly.

The corners of Chen Yifan's mouth twitched, how old is he, and he still plays with this.

"Okay! Brother~" Su'er was also clever, seeing that he didn't seem to be very reluctant, he hurriedly hugged his arm and shook it.

"I'm scared of you!" Chen Yifan raised his hand and scratched Su'er's nose and said with a wry smile.

"Don't scratch my nose, it'll be ugly!" Su'er immediately pouted.

"Yo! Xu'er also knows that she loves beauty? Didn't you mind before? Chen Yifan said with some surprise.

"Hmph~ The students in the school say so." Su'er turned her head and muttered.

"Huh?" Chen Yifan obviously noticed that Su'er's mood suddenly became a little low, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, his eyes were sharp.

"What else do the classmates say?" But Chen Yifan quickly hid this sharpness, picked up Xu'er, tilted his head and asked her with a smile.

Su'er seemed to sense that something was wrong, and hurriedly smirked, waved her hands and said, "No! My classmates didn't say anything, and Qin Qin invited me to her birthday party next week!"

"Alas! Silly girl, what is there to hide from your brother, you just have to remember that no one in the world can bully you!" Chen Yifan sighed, raised her little face, and said to her seriously.

Su'er blinked her eyes: "No! Brother, you bullied me just now!"

"Can that be called bullying? That's called pampering!" Chen Yifan said with a smile.

"Phew! It's bullying!" Su'er pouted.

……

Under Su'er's strong request, Chen Yifan had no choice but to play a game of playing with Su'er!

Black History! This kind of thing, spreading it is definitely black history!

Mi Wenqiang's side also took the workers invited by Mi Wenxuan and the rice flour and cotton wool purchased for him to start the work of condolences to poor households.

A black car was in front and several large trucks followed, and a series of convoys drove into the "slums" of Takishui County.

The roads here are muddy and all of them are bungalows, and when they saw the convoy coming, some women who were working and doing housework at the door of the house looked at it curiously.

And some children had already run up with the slowly stopped car, with a look of innocence and curiosity, and some ran up and touched the black and shiny car, and immediately left a small black handprint on the body.

Although these children are innocent, I have to say that skins and bears are probably the characteristics of all children in the world, even the children of these poor families have that side.

It's just that it's not easy to behave, no one will let them be willful, will coax them.

In the car, looking at these old-fashioned, and some even half-muddy children, Mi Wenqiang frowned before he got out of the car.

The car had stopped, but Mi Wenqiang didn't open the door for a long time, until he found that the weasel was staring at him intently, and even looked a little stern.