After she finished speaking, the old lady took out the money for a can of milk powder and gave it to Lin Bao, not a penny more.

The Hu family is large, but they have never split up, so the elderly are still the head of the family.

The old man of the Hu family is not strong-willed, but the old lady is not someone to be trifled with. All the money of the Hu family is with the old lady. The money earned by the Hu brothers every month must be handed over to the old lady for management and distribution as she wishes.

When Lin Bao heard that Hu Jian had paid so little this month, his eyes widened: "Hu Jian paid less?"

"That's right." The old lady said as she collected the money, "Hu Jian said he had to help you take care of the girl last month. He was late several times, so the boss deducted his salary. It was quite a lot."

Hu Jian had no education and no skills, and he didn't earn much money a month, and half of it was deducted...

This reason is fine to fool the old lady, but Lin Bao is very cunning.

When had Hu Jian ever helped her take care of her daughter? Every time she asked him for help, he looked impatient, as if the daughter was not his.

Lin Bao was secretly cautious and didn't say anything.

………

Hu Jian was knocked unconscious by a shoulder throw and he didn't even know how he got home. After returning, he just wanted to lie in bed and recuperate.

Hu Luo seemed to be deliberately against him. She slept very soundly when Hu Jian was not back. Now she woke up and burst into tears as soon as she lay down on the bed.

Hu Jian had pain in his back and hands, and there was no comfortable place on his body. When he heard his daughter crying, he didn't have the energy to comfort her, so he just lay there listening to the crying. After listening for three minutes, he had a stern face, his patience was getting worse and worse, and finally he just yelled impatiently.

"Lin Bao, Lin Bao!"

"Where have you been? Come in!"

A minute later, Lin Bao came into the room and quickly picked up the child to comfort him.

Hu Jian was already furious. When he saw Lin Bao, he opened his mouth and cursed: "What's the use of you as a mother! The child has been crying for so long and you just came over. What have you been doing?"

Lin Bao was unconvinced: "It's your mother who said she wanted to pickle pickles and forced me to work!"

"Which is more important, the child or the pickles? My mother is old and sometimes she doesn't think things through. You are not old at all, so why would you put your brain there?"

Feeling frustrated by Lin Yin and Huo Yichen, Hu Jian vented all his anger on Lin Bao.

Lin Yin, Lin Bao, just because they have the same surname, Lin Bao deserves to be scolded by him!

Hu Jian is still very scary when he is angry. Lin Bao hugged the child and didn't want to talk.

After scolding, Hu Jian felt much better. He told Lin Bao to take the girl and get out, and he lay down on the bed and had a comfortable sleep.

He was resting today and according to his usual habit he would sleep until he woke up naturally. But today he got up early for Lin Yin and ended up being humiliated!

angry!

Hu Jian slept until the afternoon. When he woke up, Lin Bao was feeding Hu Luo milk powder.

Seeing the newly opened can of milk powder next to him, Hu Jian frowned. His expression and the words he said were exactly the same as the old lady's.

"Tell me, if you had milk, how much money would our family save!"

"Why would a little girl eat so much? As long as she doesn't starve to death, that's fine. This milk powder isn't cheap..."

Lin Bao looked at Hu Jian and reached out his hand without saying a word.

"What for?" Hu Jian asked unhappily.

"Give me the money." Lin Bao said.

"What money?"

Lin Bao wanted to roll his eyes: "Why are you pretending in front of me? Of course it's the money you secretly hid. Give it to me."

Hu Jian's salary was reduced, and being late was definitely not an option. There was only one possibility: Hu Jian hid some private money.