Mi Qian saw that he was holding his pocket, and knew that there must be money in the pocket, although she couldn't remember a little clearly, when this younger brother became brain-dead, but she could be sure that he was now growing in the direction of brain-dead.

He must be with the white lotus with a delicate face now, didn't he kneel in front of him in his previous life and say that he regretted it?

Then she, the elder sister, will shatter and rebuild all his regrets, so that he no longer regrets all the things he did before.

"Are you waiting for me to search your trouser pocket, or take it out yourself, if you are willing to take it out yourself, I can still be gentle, if you let me search it, then don't blame me for being too violent as a sister."

Mi Qian pinched his fingers viciously, and the kaka sound did not scare Mi Jing.

Mainly because Mi Qian is a delicate and weak person on weekdays, and he will only cry when he is wronged.

"Haha, sister, you want to search my pocket, who gave you the courage."

Mi Jing looked up and laughed out loud without knowing whether he was alive or dead, looking at his damaged appearance, he thought he was smiling very chicly.

"The fist gave me the courage."

Seeing that he still dared to laugh in front of him, Mi Qian was not polite, and pressed his shoulder in three steps and two steps, and pressed him against the wall with a backhand.

When Mi Jing felt the sharp pain in his arm, the inside of his pocket was also light, and the things that were placed in it appeared in Mi Qian's hand.

"You dare to take the family's money, this is the family's money from selling pigs, you are not afraid that your mother will discount your legs when the time comes."

Looking at the colorful ticket in his hand, Mi Qian let go of his hand, questioned him angrily, and slapped him on the back with his backhand.

When his sister found out about stealing the money, Mi Jing felt a little weak in his heart, but when he thought that he was using the money to help others, he silently puffed up his chest.

"I take this money to help people, ***** said, learn from Lei Feng's good example, sister, think about it, what a noble thing it is to help people, what a beautiful thing, and I don't take much money!"

Mi Jing's words are set in a set, but these words can't move Mi Qian at all.

If the person he wants to help really needs help, she naturally has no second words, but does the little white lotus family need help? No, you don't.

"Okay, who needs the help of a noble person like you, say it and let my sister hear it, and my sister can give you ideas."

Mi Qian pressed back the qi in his heart, and asked his brainless brother word by word with a serious expression.

Hearing her sister's words, Mi Jing felt that her sister's consciousness was very high, so she took Mi Qian to the home of a classmate who needed help.

Xiao Bailian's family is in Shuifu Village, not far from Daohua Village, Mi Qian looked at the house of Xiao Bailian's family, and felt that his stupid brother was really sick in his brain.

This house is much better than theirs, and Mi Qian is sure that this woman's family must be richer than her own.

"This is the poor classmate who can't afford to eat, is their house not good, or the furnishings at home are not good, our house is not so magnificent!"

"Mi Jing, do you usually read all the books in the pig's head, the poor go to the rich to help the rich, the idea is good, noble person."

Mi Jing was anxious when he heard this, he was not a brainless person, his classmates were really having a bad time.

"Sister, what do you know, my classmate's father married a stepmother, and her stepmother treated her badly, and made her do a lot of things every day, so it's pitiful."

He felt that he understood all the circumstances, so when he spoke to Mi Qian, he was particularly confident.