"Brother, do you have anything to eat?"

“…… And also. ”

Shi Yu rubbed his little belly: "Then brother, let's eat quickly, I'm so hungry." ”

Chu Xingchen frowned: "Not enough to eat." ”

Not to mention that even the soup and noodles are not enough for him to eat, even if all of these are given to Shi Yu, Shi Yu can't eat enough.

"Let me see."

"I'll carry you up."

Chu Xingchen squatted down and passed his arm through her armpit, and Shi Yu smelled the mint fragrance on his body, which was very clean.

She loved the taste.

Chu Xingchen's strength is not great, but he can barely pick her up, Shi Yu glanced at the cauldron, it was all leftovers, which showed how unpopular she and Chu Xingchen were in this family.

In the morning, the breeze rustles the dense leaves of the summer, and the air is filled with the aroma of food, wafting from other homes, and the pomelo is even hungrier.

Her little white hands twisted the corners of her clothes for a long time, and asked him cautiously, "What then?" Brother, are you rich? ”

The gaze was clear and innocent, clean and free of impurities.

Chu Xingchen subconsciously spit out a word: "Yes." ”

-

Chu Xingchen's room is very small, with a single bed in it, a cabinet and a desk by the door, and there is no extra space.

Probably because of his cleanliness attributes, the room was kept clean.

Today the weather is fine, the bright sun shines through the window, and the room is full of the smell of the sun.

Chu Xingchen stared at the cartoon piggy bank on the bedside table for a while, and reluctantly took out the money inside.

He opened the back lid of the piggy bank and poured out the money inside, rolling dozens of dollars, and some scattered cents.

Shi Yu asked sincerely, and his tone was a little cute: "Is this all our property?" ”

Forty-seven pieces of anise.

Chu Xingchen reminded her: "It's not us, it's me, it's my money, dog girl, what do you want." ”

"I want to make money and pick up garbage by myself."

Shi Yu asked again: "Why do you want to pick up garbage?" ”

"If you want to make money at your age, you can only pick up garbage."

"Oh."

"Why is there twenty dollars less?"

Chu Xingchen counted back and forth, and chuckled in his heart.

“… Was it stolen? ”

Chu Xingchen didn't know what to think.

"Wait for me in your room, I'll take you out to eat, don't call you, don't come out."

Chu Xingchen walked out of the room and looked at Zhao Goudan's room.

He went over and knocked on the door.

Zhao Goudan's game was loud, as if he hadn't heard him knock on the door.

Chu Xingchen took two steps back, raised his foot and kicked it.

The door of the old house was not strong, and Chu Xingchen opened it without kicking it twice.

"Chu Xingchen, what are you doing! You're sick!! Zhao Gou's angry voice sounded.

Chu Xingchen stood at the door and stretched out his hand with a cold face: "My money." ”

"What your money, you're sick! Get me out! Zhao Gou sat in front of the computer desk and stared at Chu Xingchen reflexively, without the slightest panic.

He is stronger than Chu Xingchen, and he is not false at all when he wants to fight.

"Hand it over."

"What are you kidding, where did you get the money?"

Zhao Gou shouted at him: "Chu Xingchen, if you don't go out again, I will sue my parents and ask my parents to drive out the two of you oil bottles?!" ”

Chu Xingchen endured it in the end, took a deep breath, and temporarily suppressed his anger, "Zhao Goudan, I warn you, if you dare to steal my money again, I will smash your computer!" ”

"And do you think that if you kick us out, Aunt Zhao will still be able to get a martyr's pension, but don't forget, your family is dependent on my father's pension to survive."

In his eyes, there was murderous energy.