An Ning pointed to Yu Lao behind him.

Yu Lao took a step forward at the first time, reached into his front pocket with his right hand, took out a small dark green book, and unfolded it.

"Here's my work card."

Yu Lao's cooperation made An Guoming in the back admire.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy, and the reaction speed is amazing.

The tough guy opposite An Ning and Yu Lao stepped forward without hesitation, took the work card in the old hand, and checked it carefully and carefully.

"Disrespectful."

The tough guy handed it back with both hands, showing all the politeness.

Yu Lao took the work card, took a step back, and stood behind An Ning, the master-slave position can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

The tough guy naturally understood, his eyes were on An Ning's body, and he was a little skeptical, but he still made a decision.

"Uncle Feng, the send-off, the future owner of the house, it's decided."

The man who was called Uncle Feng began to send off guests.

People who come to buy a house are about to be sent away before they understand how they lost, and naturally some people are unwilling.

"What does this mean? Isn't it the one who has the highest price? So far, I've offered the highest price. ”

A man speaks to a tough guy, always looking for an explanation.

Before the tough guy could speak, An Ning spoke first.

"What I wrote on the paper is that it is 5,000 yuan higher than the maximum price, isn't that the highest price?"

An Ning's words made the man who asked him frown, how could anyone dare to write like this.

Five thousand dollars, it's like five cents.

The tough guy also said at the right time: "The house is mine, I can sell it to whoever I want, you have an opinion." ”

Eyes like brass bells, staring at the other people in the courtyard.

Seeing this, everyone obediently followed Uncle Feng out of the yard, if the business is not successful, this man doesn't look easy to mess with.

That arm and wrist looked stronger than their thighs.

Everyone left, and Uncle Feng, who sent people back, stood quietly on the side of the courtyard, and the boy had already found a small Mazha, crossing his indecent Erlang's legs, watching the excitement.

If it is paired with a handful of melon seeds, it should be more appropriate.

In the quiet yard, the tough guy first set his eyes on the boy.

The moment the boy felt his father's gaze, Erlang's legs were immediately lowered.

Because the speed of putting it down was too fast, one hand was on the ground, and he smiled a little embarrassed.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Less, stand up!"

"There is no standing phase, and there is no sitting phase."

The tough guy didn't like the boy's sitting posture, and as a soldier, he couldn't stand it.

The boy stood up with a hippie smile and tried to stand up, but it was probably the rebellion in his bones, and on the whole, there was always a feeling of being a second bastard.

"Come here."

The boy obediently walked over, stood next to the tough guy, looked at the opposite Anning, and smiled.

"My sister is so rich!"

An Ning but smiled silently, waiting for the tough guy to speak.

"What you say is true? Can it really improve his academic performance? ”

"Naturally, it's true, I have a way to make your son's academic performance improve."

The conversation between An Ning and the tough guy made the boy, who had not paid attention all along, immediately stand up straight.

"No, no, it's my business."

The boy looked at An Ning with a vigilant face, and began to persuade his own father: "My father, let me tell you, this is all a liar. ”

"My brain is really bad, my head hurts when I read a book, and I can't learn."

The boy said that he was particularly distressed, and the realistic performance was going to deceive the tough guy.

A tough guy doesn't have to force a child to study well, he is not pedantic.

As long as the child has good quality, whether he studies or not depends on his own talent, it is not something he can force.

This time I got angry, but it was really because the political results were too low.

An Ning, who was called a liar on the other side, was not angry, and still looked steady and calm.

"What I said is true, whether you want to gamble or not, it's up to you, I still pay a price higher than 5,000 for the house, do you still want to sell it?"

Speaking of the tranquility here, he paused and continued: "If you keep this house for yourself, it will probably appreciate in value in the future, and maybe you will regret it." ”

The tough guy waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "The house is not important, I have several sets of these things!" ”

"This is the smallest, no one lives and stays for what."

For the first time, An Ning was invisibly shown, and it turned out that this was a low-key show off of wealth.

She sighed in her heart that her background was still too low, and she had no chance to show off her wealth.

She had completely forgotten about the time when she was carrying a bag of gems to sell.

The tough guy was thinking, and for the first time the boy looked at An Ning a little anxiously.

"No, your sister, why are you fooling my dad!"

"My brain is really bad, I can't memorize things, and I'm not the learning material at all."

"Dad, dear Dad, I'll go to the barracks with you."

The boy lowered his head, as if he was a little embarrassed and a little ashamed.

Like a good child who tried his best to study, but in the end he disappointed his parents.

The tough guy looked at his son, and it was a little difficult to make a choice for a while.

On the other side was a stranger he had only seen once, and he was hesitating whether to hand over the child to her?

He's really a demonic barrier!

Although An Ning can't read people's expressions, she has the mental power to cheat and can analyze everyone in time.

"Your son is very smart, if I guessed correctly, he is not not knowing, but controlling the score."

"That is to say, every time he takes an exam, he can score as many points as he wants, and even for fun, he will arrange these scores according to a certain rule."

"The ultimate purpose of his doing this, I guess, is to follow you."

With every word An Ning said, the boy's eyes were a little more shocked.

It was this shock that was accurately caught by his own father.

"She's telling the truth?"

Although the boy loves acting, he suddenly reveals his secrets by others, and when he faces his relatives, he still shows his flaws.

This flaw is enough to be caught by a tough guy.

"Hill...... Why are you doing this? Do you know how much I've bothered about this? ”

"Why are you .......?"

"Why? Why? What else could it be for? You are my dad, you are my only relative, I don't go to you, who can I go to! ”

The boy collapsed, tears stubbornly rolling in his eyes, his lips biting hard, and his nose sucking hard.

"Why can't I be a soldier! I just want to be closer to you. ”

"I don't want to see you once, twice a year, I want to find myself a home, why can't I!"

The boy's accusation made the tough guy's slap raised high for a long time.

The tough guy's hand, falling weakly from the air, touched the boy's struggling head.

"I'm sorry, it's Dad who is bad, it's Dad who is bad."

The tough guy's apology made the boy's tears fall after all, and they fell with an uproar.

(End of chapter)