Chapter 07 Chapter 7

"Gao Qiu?" Little Le'an lay on the table, "My sister can't read, and neither can my brother."

It was obvious that little Le Jia didn't want to admit that he couldn't do it so easily, so he added after his sister: "I will be able to do it in the future."

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[You two are making me think that making money is easy nowadays.]

Realizing that there was still a certain gap between a university degree and a kindergarten diploma, Yue Qing changed his tone: "Le An said you made money, how did you do it?"

Hearing this, little Le Jia looked at his sister in shock, his eyes full of accusations: How could you tell the bad aunt that we are rich!

In the past, little Le'an was indeed reminded many times by her brother that the money was to be saved to buy small breads, but she also missed her brother too much!

Guilty, she used her chopsticks to shovel rice into her mouth, mumbling, "I want to buy a brother."

Little Le Jia lowered his voice: "You are an idiot."

In order to make it easier to whisper, the two children tacitly held up the bowls to cover their faces, thinking that this way they could whisper in each other's ears in secret.

Yue Qing finally understood why the teacher on the podium could tell at a glance who was making small movements, and a soft laugh escaped from his lips.

The two little kids who were gossiping stopped talking quickly, and peeked out from the little sheep bowl with two pairs of eyes.

"Auntie is laughing." Xiao Le'an thought that if he covered his mouth, no one would hear him. "Brother, look quickly."

"Um."

Little Lejia's scalp tingled from the laughter of this bad aunt.

Why! Why does she smile so, so... like a good aunt!

Being stared at by the bright eyes, Yue Qing, who was still holding up her chin and waiting for the brother and sister to whisper in her ear, felt uncomfortable and her smile faded. "I don't want your money, I'm just curious about what you can do."

Little Le'an carefully looked into his aunt's eyes and nodded gently to his brother.

No lie!

For little Le Jia, apart from the special abilities of his uncle System and his sister, he has no other secrets.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I was picking up bottles with my sister, and someone was taking pictures."

Photograph?

Xiao Le'an made a square gesture and said, "Auntie, put the photo there and give brother money."

Yue Qing frowned slightly. Who would take pictures of a child without a guardian? And pay for it?

"What did she ask you to do?" she said, her voice growing serious. "Take pictures? Did you feel uncomfortable?"

The two kids didn't know why their aunt's expression suddenly changed and her voice became much softer.

In fact, they were not uncomfortable at all, but very happy. Auntie said that she would ask them to take photos again in the future!

Fortunately, there was a clever one. Little Le Jia took his sister's phone and quickly found a familiar logo: "This one."

Because they were illiterate, the aunt added their contact information and turned the note into a small camera to make it easier to recognize them.

That person’s circle of friends was completely public. Yue Qing skipped the transfer record and clicked in to see all kinds of photos, which surprised him.

It is obvious that this person is a photographer, but her style is not formatted like that of a photo studio. Whether it is a landscape or a portrait, she can capture a different artistic conception.

I flipped through the pages and indeed saw a photo of two children taken half a month ago. They were walking on the street, one on each side holding a large bag. They were pretty but frail, with a hint of desolation in their ignorant eyes. The plastic bottles in the bags were out of place with the bustling city around them.

She asked, "Is this the only one I filmed?"

"yes."

Yue Qing asked again: "Then where did she put your photos?"

"What a big room." Xiao Le'an didn't know where it was. "There are a lot of people. Everyone goes to see it. You have to pay to go in."

Do I need money to go?

After a moment, Yue Qing finally understood where that place was, because she saw the photographer's personal photography exhibition and the person's signature in her circle of friends.

A famous photographer who has won many international awards and often travels around the world.

According to the original plot, it was this person's photo that allowed the male protagonist to know what his child who was stranded outside had experienced, and he began to investigate.

“…”

Yueqing pressed his eyebrows.

【What a great way to learn a little trick about death today. 】

Now that the photos have been posted and people have seen the two children picking up trash, there is no way to salvage the situation.

Xiao Le'an was very scared. Why did he die after seeing the photo?

"Auntie, isn't this good?"

"Okay." Yue Qing gathered his thoughts. This time, the brother and sister had met a good person, but next time, that might not be the case. So, he said, "But next time, you must pay attention to whether the other person is a bad person. Remember, if anyone does something that makes you feel uncomfortable or upset, you must refuse. Got it?"

When talking about this, Le An became more confident and patted his chest: "I can see that..."

Before I could finish my words, my brother fed me a spoonful of corn: "Eat more."

Little Le Jia said with a straight face: "As you grow taller and your head gets bigger, you will become smarter."

Little Le'an suddenly realized what was going on and quickly swallowed all the corn.

Yue Qing put the phone down and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are a very advanced swearing kid."

Little Le Jia grunted and buried his head in his food, "Is this something I can say?"

"What?"

"You're weird." Little Le Jia only half raised his head, "I'm not feeling well."

It took Yueqing two seconds to realize that the child was "practicing" what she said before, that if she felt uncomfortable, she should say it.

It is said that three-year-old children have the memory of a fish, and they forget their mother once they get something sweet. But this one is obviously not the case. The original owner has been treated so badly by them.

"Then you should get used to it sooner." Yue Qing continued to eat calmly, "I will always be this weird in the future."

She just didn't believe that two little kids could really pull her upside down.

Little Le Jia was frustrated, but he still touched his chest curiously. It was so strange that he didn't feel uncomfortable at all when his bad aunt scolded him this time.

Before going to bed, he carefully pulled his hand out of his sleeping sister's arms and turned around gently: "Uncle System, can I trust her?"

Tonight, just as his sister had told him on the phone, he slept in the soft and warm big bed in the room that he was never allowed to enter.

The bad aunt slept in the room that used to be his and his sister's.

Little Lejia was still worried, so he got up quietly and walked hesitantly to the front of the room.

Before going to bed, the bad aunt told me not to close the door of the room tightly, and she didn’t know how to close the door of the room, so I could see the smiling face sleeping in the small bed by standing at the door.

It turns out that the new quilts bought today are for the bad aunt. This room is still not that warm, but why is the bad aunt willing to sleep on it?

She sleeps so soundly. The bad aunt who is sleeping is not bad at all.

Little Le Jia still couldn't figure it out.

The system was silent for a while before saying, "At least based on An An's assessment, she is not a bad person."

Then... you can choose not to refuse, right?

The scale in Lejia's heart actually tilted a little in just half a day.

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Of course, Yue Qing could no longer let the two children go to pick up bottles. There was no one she trusted to lead the two children at home, so after asking Yu Shuqi for her opinion, she took the two children to the party together.

All the people who came to this party were rich second-generation young ladies and gentlemen. Even those "fake socialites" had to have a lot of financial support and it was impossible for them to be really penniless.

In the final analysis, it's just that rich people spend a little money from time to time to find some quiet and clean fun for themselves to get together, and "ladies" also take this opportunity to expand their network. Everyone knows what kind of people they are.

The location was in a villa in the suburbs owned by one of the rich second-generations. It was not as noisy as a nightclub, nor as messy. This was also the reason why Yueqing chose to bring the child with him after inquiring.

It also saves you the expense of hiring someone to take care of your children.

She cleaned out her wardrobe and found some relatively cheap clothes and bags that showed obvious signs of use that could no longer be sold, so she had to wear them herself. The rest were put away carefully, and she took pictures of them all and put them on second-hand platforms. She also sold a few of them recently.

There were also some internet celebrities who wanted to see her fun and asked her to stay, so she put them in the car as well, intending to make a fortune today.

When they arrived at the scene, the adults and children, who were carrying large and small bags, all expressed their heartfelt emotions at the same time.

Calling it a villa is a bit petty. This is clearly a manor. It is located in the suburbs so it is quite large. It is decorated quite dreamily for today's party. No wonder Yu Shuqi and the others attach so much importance to it.

The cars passing by were either rich or noble, even the small BMW from Yueqing looked so shabby among them. She couldn't recognize the logos of many of them, but they were obviously expensive at a glance.

Not to mention the two children, even Yueqing, who had always been an honest and ordinary person, had never seen such a scene.

No wonder the original owner spent his money so quickly. Is it possible for ordinary people to squeeze into such a circle?

After admiring this manor, Yue Qing's mentality has become very calm, and he just thinks of it as coming to a small park.

Unlike the wealthy people around her who were dressed exquisitely from head to toe and wore thin suits or short skirts in the middle of winter, Yue Qing wore cheap sneakers she bought online, a warm and cheap long down jacket, and carried a casual backpack filled with daily necessities for her children.

No one paid any attention to her at all, and no one knew she was just there to attend the party.

However, a few people who were sitting around the fire on the terrace not far away and brewing wine were distracted and took a second look at the two little balls. Unlike the hustle and bustle of other places, it was quiet here and the lights were not on, but the fire seemed to have a little more heat.

A young man leaned back in his chair and smiled at the person behind him, "Lin Jian, your servant is well paid and can bring the children to work."

Behind him was a woman in simple home clothes. She was pouring out the cooked red wine and sniffing it. She frowned and stopped when she heard the words: "Taking care of children?"

Although Lin Jian doesn't usually live here and doesn't have strict requirements for the servants here, there are many people at home today. What does it mean to bring the children to work?

"He brought two more," the man said. "Huh? Judging from the direction, he's heading to your brother's place, not the servants. It seems your brother does have a wide circle of friends."

Today's party was mainly organized by Lin Jian's playful younger brother. He has a wide social circle and friends of all kinds. Knowing that she had just finished her photography exhibition after returning to China, he dragged her here.

But Lin Jian didn't like to play those games, so only a few of her familiar friends came here to drink and chat, and the servants at home also tacitly did not bring other guests here, so it was so quiet here.

Lin Jian turned his head to see what was going on, and saw the man bringing two children into the house.

The room had floor heating, so it was naturally a little warm. There were floor-to-ceiling windows, so one could see clearly what was going on inside. The man took off his thick coat and put it aside, then lowered his head and said something to the two children.

This face...

Lin Jian, a photographer, sat up straighter and paid more attention. This was the most natural, clean and sophisticated face she had ever seen among her brother's internet celebrity friends.

At this moment, Yue Qing was teaching the children to take off their hats, scarves and gloves by themselves, under the surprised gazes of the people around them. He said, "I have to work today. If you are tired, you can sit on the sofa near me. If you are not tired, try to stay close to me. Okay?"

Little Le'an stretched out her short hands to lift the scarf, but it became tighter and tighter. She blushed and nodded with difficulty: "Okay, Auntie, but An'an can't breathe!"

“Me too…” The smarter one didn’t seem to be much smarter now. The two children struggled to take off their scarves. “Help!”

Yue Qing's eyebrows twitched, and she held a little head with one hand, waiting for them to stop before untying the scarves that tangled the two children together.

She sighed softly.

[You still have to teach slowly.]

The two children who were still able to breathe immediately turned around, opened their mouths to gasp, and patted each other on the back. Yue Qing folded their scarves and put them in her bag. She ignored the gazes from those around her and quietly adjusted the camera in her hand. She was ready to start work at any time after hearing Shu Qi's news.

Lin Jian, who was on the terrace, suddenly knocked his wine glass against the two children's faces when he saw them turn their heads and breathe.

The person next to him asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Jian once again looked at the woman who seemed to be on a different level from the people around her. He slowly drank the wine and said, "I recognize those two children."

I was picking up plastic bottles on the street some time ago.