"If I ask you, I'll answer it well." Ji Kuan glared, "Tell me, do you remember the stories of those who got the treasure but couldn't keep it, and were killed and robbed of the treasure in the end?" ”

“……”

Ji Zhanpeng was choked by Ji Kuan's rare impatience, but finally nodded: "Of course I remember." ”

"Did you figure it out?" Ji Kuan asked.

"What do you want to understand, does this have anything to do with me wanting to go to the county seat to do business?" Ji Zhanpeng's face was confused and confused.

"If you think about it, is there a correlation between the two?" Ji Kuan stopped his chopsticks and stared at Ji Zhanpeng, with a look of disappointment at his lack of understanding.

"Huh?"

Ji Zhanpeng's brain was stunned for a moment, his eyes blinked several times in a row, and he still didn't react.

"Little brother, do you think you look like a child holding a golden doll and swaggering through the market?"

Ji Beibei couldn't stand Ji Zhanpeng's stupid and cute appearance anymore. can't blame her, there is really Cao Fengnian's pearl in front, and Ji Zhanpeng is a little older in terms of appearance and age. Do this again......

Ji Beibei wanted to cover his eyes, but he really couldn't accept his imperfections. So I finally couldn't help but mention him out loud, so that he wouldn't continue, if Cao Fengnian did it, it would be a very cute and cute action.

Thinking of Cao Fengnian, Ji Beibei hurriedly moved his gaze to him to wash his eyes.

Looking at the little man who was eating obediently, Ji Beibei's heart suddenly sprouted. She put a chopstick meat dish into his bowl, and then looked at him looking up and smiling at herself, and couldn't help but smile, and felt the urge to kiss him.

"The little child holding the golden doll, swaggering through the market......"

Ji Zhanpeng stupidly repeated Ji Beibei's words, and then he came to his senses and looked at Ji Kuan and Ji Beibei incredulously: "Dad, second sister, do you mean that it is dangerous for me to do this?" ”

After he finished speaking, he was a little dumbfounded and subconsciously looked at Chang Fengying and Ji Aizhen: "Mom, eldest sister, you think so too?" ”

Seeing that several people had stopped listening to his words, and the chopsticks were also looking at him, Ji Zhanpeng scratched his head and stared at him with a little irritability: "Isn't it?" I only made more than 20 yuan in half a day, and I will really be targeted by people for that little money. ”

"So point? Twenty yuan and thirty yuan, is it still called that point? So do you calculate that a day is so little and a month down, and what about a year or not so much? ”

Ji Aizhen looked at him: "How much money do you think a family can earn in our village and county for a day, a month, or a whole year?" ”

“......”

Ji Zhanpeng was silent for a long time, of course he knew that the twenty-eight yuan and eight cents he earned today was definitely not just the "so little" he said with anger.

Twenty-eight yuan a day, even if there can't be so much after that, it's twenty, that month is six hundred, and the whole year is seven thousand two, and it will be a proper 10,000 yuan household for a year and a half.

His eyes darkened, and he knew very well in his heart that his family was not purely trying to scare him. In fact, he is already retreating, but he is really uncomfortable in his heart, and he can't help it and wants to vent.

So he stiffened his neck and shouted unwillingly: "More is more, but there are more people doing business...... Why are they targeting me? Who knows if they're going to have their eye on me? ”