At first, he was very disciplined on duty and didn't dare to do too much for fear of being discovered. But he was the first to get it out and sell it to someone from out of town, making a considerable profit.

He started to go further and further, becoming increasingly audacious... a second, a third, a fourth, a fifth... until he was discovered for his misconduct, which brought the matter to an end.

"And then?" Xiao Mingchen suddenly asked.

Huh!

strangeness,

Was this guy possessed?

Why would they pay extra attention to things other than food?

That shouldn't be the case.

Yingbao tilted her head on the rock, lost in thought. As she looked at Ye Mingchen, a hint of seriousness flashed in her eyes.

"Did he see wrong?"

"Why does it feel like Yingbao is looking at him with a murderous intent?"

Xiao Mingchen quickly closed his eyes and shook his head, rubbing his little hands together as he comforted himself, "No, Yingbao wouldn't do that, he must have seen it wrong."

Yingbao looked Xiaomingchen up and down for a while, then suddenly asked tentatively, "Little brother, why are you so interested in what Big Brother said just now?"

At the same time, Ye Yuanhang and Ye Haoyu were also shocked, glancing back and forth at Xiao Mingchen.

Wang Yitong and Ye Tianyong also stopped what they were doing and looked at the gluttonous little son.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ye Mingchen suddenly felt immense pressure. "He's just curious about how much the staff member on duty actually made?"

He also wants to work at the machine factory, but of course, don't get the wrong idea.

He just wanted to earn more money so he could buy lots and lots of delicious food for himself and Yingbao.

After hearing Xiao Mingchen's explanation, everyone burst out laughing!

Alright!

It's her younger brother!

Same foodies, same recipe.

Mother Wang Yitong stood next to the hot pot of braised skewers and teased, "Xiao Chen, if I buy you lots of good food, will I not have to worry about arranging a wife for you in the future?"

Ye Mingchen rested his chin on his hand, pondered for a while, and said, "Mom, just give me food, I don't need a wife!"

What can a wife do?

You can't eat it or drink it!

He learned from observing his mother and father's daily routine that if he found a wife, he would have to kneel on a washboard if he angered her.

It's not worth it, we'll lose money!

Most importantly, if you have a wife, you have to share half of the good food with her. No way, absolutely not!

Hearing his silly son's innocent words, Ye Tianyong smiled knowingly. "Little Mingchen, you said it yourself, so don't blame your parents later."

Ye Mingchen nodded blankly, "Father, it's my own fault for not wanting to get married. Don't worry, I won't blame you or Mother!"

Silly little brother.

"That's utterly nonsensical!" Ye Haoyu pouted and glanced up at him.

Yingbao stood there, lost in thought.

Her brother should have said what he shouldn't have said; he's speaking his mind today, and he'll regret it later.

Years later, just as Yingbao had imagined, Ye Mingchen wished he could turn back time to before he said he wouldn't get married. How could he have been so stupid back then?

well!

Sudden,

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..." A familiar yet unfamiliar rhythm rang out, and Yingbao seemed to be back in her school days, with the illusion of being dominated by the school bell.

Before she could finish recalling, a group of people suddenly emerged from the factory entrance, walking in groups of three or five, as if they were heading home...

A minute before, Wang Yitong, the mother, swiftly lifted the pot lid, and the aroma of the skewers made many people linger.