The next morning, because there was no electricity, she had to buy dumplings, Jun Mohan didn't notice that something was wrong with her, and mentioned it while eating dumplings with her head down.

"I'm going to buy a car."

Wen Wen hurriedly raised his head, swallowed the hot dumplings in his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and fanned the wind with both hands.

Jun Mohan frowned slightly, "No one is robbing you, what are you anxious about." ”

"No, uncle, last time you saved 100,000 yuan to buy furniture, it should only be 40,000 or 50,000! I used another 20,000 yuan last night, and you can't afford to buy a car for a down payment. ”

"It's okay, I'll borrow some from a friend and buy a car for 130,000 or 40,000 yuan."

"It's more convenient to have a car."

"Oh!" Wen Wen didn't have any ideas, after all, the money was his, she couldn't call the shots, and they weren't really husband and wife.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jun Mohan said, "Have you ever taken a driver's license?" When the time comes, we will open together. ”

Wen Wen said embarrassedly: "No."

Jun Mohan frowned, "Take the test while you're young." ”

"Okay, I'll talk about it later."

After eating, Mo Han went to work, but she didn't go there, and asked for leave to wait for the old lady to arrive.

It was about ten o'clock.

The doorbell rang, she put down her phone, cocked her mouth with her fingers, adjusted her mood and walked towards the door outside.

There was a "click" and the door opened.

Wen Wen smiled and said, "Grandma, you're here, please come in." ”

The old lady walked in amiably and said, "Girl, I miss the old woman, hurry up, I brought the little master of porridge, he is the matchmaker between you and Mo Han." ”

Wen Wen looked at the door, it turned out that there was still a child standing there, she thought it was an adult, but she didn't expect it to be a five or six-year-old child.

Holding a wooden fish in his hand, his small bald head is shining, the corners of his mouth are smiling, his eyelashes are very long, his big eyes are familiar, round and particularly smart, he has a pair of monk shoes on his feet, and his socks made of white gauze are wrapped with black silk threads.

It seems to be a child who is not in harmony with the world, but I didn't expect it to be the master in my grandmother's mouth.

Wen Wen fell in love with this beautiful boy at a glance, she grew up so big In addition to seeing his brother beautiful, it was the first time she had seen a more beautiful child besides his brother.

Besides, because of her younger brother, she likes children very much.

Wen Wen hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Porridge porridge little master, please come in." ”

Porridge Porridge walked in, with a smile on his face, "Amitabha, good, good, the little benefactor looks pure and has a good foundation, delicate facial features, full nose, suitable lips, and transparent thoughts. ”

The little boy's voice is soft and glutinous with a hint of manly mellowness, scheming, and with a little face with milk, it is so cute.

Wen Wen couldn't help pinching his face and said, "Thank you, Xiao Congee, come in and I'll get you something delicious." ”

Wen Wen grabbed the porridge porridge with one hand, closed the door with one foot, and then pulled the porridge into the living room, the old lady Jun was ignored for the first time, pouting, puffing out, not at all like the expression that this age should have.

However, when she heard Congee Congee praising Wen Wangfu, she suddenly felt that her eyes lit up.

Wen Wen arranged the porridge porridge to sit on the sofa, and then took out all the snacks at the bottom of the box.

Originally, Xiao Congee Congee was just sitting calmly, but now when he saw those snacks that he had never seen before, he couldn't stop jumping in an instant, and even forgot all the words that the master usually nagged in his ear.

The master said, "We monks don't speak, we can only eat vegetarians, remember to remember." ”

And at this moment, he looked at the spicy strips, potato chips, shredded beef and pork skin, and instantly swallowed his saliva.

"Eat! Porridge porridge is delicious, can you try it? ”

Wen Wen tore open a bag of pigskin and approached him, she didn't treat this child as a monk, after all, such a young age is the time to grow a body, if the nutrition can't keep up, it won't work.

And this kid looks so cute, how could his parents let him be a monk, this is definitely a beautiful man when he grows up, but he will harm many girls.

Maybe his parents sent him to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts.

Congee Congee looked at the pork skin, it was full of fragrance, his lips moved, and his eyes lit up.

Warm urging, "Eat!" ”

When Congee Congee hesitated, Mrs. Jun hurriedly stepped forward to take it, "Girl! The little master of porridge is a monk and can't eat meat. ”

"How can there be such a young monk, who can't even grow tall if he doesn't eat meat."

Porridge porridge ears moved, eyes rolled, yes! How can you grow without meat, and how can you beg for food if you don't grow up?

How can you give it to the master if you don't beg?

If there is no food, the master will starve to death, then he will also starve to death, this feng shui skill is a pity, senior brother.

He hurriedly snatched the pigskin from Mrs. Jun's hand and said: "Grandma Jun, what the warm donor said is right, if you don't eat meat, you won't grow up, anyway, I will leave the Shaolin Temple when I grow up, it doesn't make a difference between early or late." ”

Hearing him say this, Wen Wen was happy, so cute, if her brother was still alive, then he would definitely be as cute, handsome and smart as him.

In this way, the porridge put the wooden fish down, lifted the sleeves, lowered his head and ate wildly, and his cheeks were bulging.

To be honest, he has never eaten such a delicious thing when he is so old, especially the things in Shaolin Temple have no meat and no oil and water, and he stares dryly when he eats it.

I want to eat enough today, and suddenly I thought of something, he raised his head and licked his fingers and said, "Lord Wen, do you want money for these things?" ”

"Poof!" Wen Wen and Mrs. Jun looked at each other and smiled, shaking their hands, "Don't, you are free, you are enough." ”

"The donor is really beautiful and kind, then I'm welcome."

After eating, he burped several times, and his small lips looked very pleasing because of the delicate dripping of oil and water.

Old Lady Jun whispered: "Little master of porridge, can you see feng shui?" ”

Xiao Porridge got up, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then picked up the wooden fish and walked around all the rooms of the house, and then looked under the balcony, he knocked on the wooden fish.

"The house is clean, ventilated, the environment is quiet, the sun is abundant, the house is right, the financial door is transparent, it is a good residence, but it is ......"

The warm and gentleman old lady hurriedly stepped forward and looked at him nervously.

"It's just that the northwest side of this room represents the male hostess, the southwest represents the hostess, the northeast represents the son, and the southeast represents the daughter."

"And the northwest of this room is the hostess, the southwest is the male host, and the northeast is the guest room, which means that the two have no children and no daughters."

"What?" Mrs. Jun was so anxious that she almost jumped three times, she was seventy or eighty years old, and she was nervous and made people feel rejuvenated.

"Porridge master, you mean that the two of them live in the wrong room and have not prepared a room for their children, so if they continue to live like this, they will be cut off from their children and grandchildren."

Wen Wen frowned, not to mention that what this little master said was quite accurate, and he also knew that she and Jun Mohan lived in that room, so that the two of them would go down in separate beds, and if they didn't do it, where did the children come from, it was also a matter of reason to cut off children and grandchildren.

Congee Congee said: "Yes, Grandma Jun is very smart. ”

Mrs. Jun was anxious, "Is there a solution?" ”