Jiang Zhiying narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Lin with burning eyes: She must find out what is going on with this kid!
Jiang Shixun noticed her gaze and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Then he instinctively took a step to the side, using his tall and straight body to block Xiao Lin, the bean sprout, behind him.
Xiao Lin: “…”
Suddenly I wanted to hit someone.
It’s a pity that the one in front of me can’t be fought.
Forget it, he endured it!
Xiao Lin walked out from behind Jiang Shixun, but he was very scheming and did not take the initiative to greet Jiang Zhiying. Instead, he said to Jiang Shixun: "Uncle Jiang, can I change some cooking oil?"
You can buy vegetable oil at the town's supply and marketing cooperative, but you need oil coupons. Xiao Lin actually has oil coupons and money.
He has not been idle during the days that Jiang Zhiying was away. He said this now just as an excuse to come and see Jiang Zhiying.
Xiao Lin stole a glance at Jiang Zhiying calmly, and seeing that she seemed to be rounder than before, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
Jiang Zhiying looked at his luck with burning eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little jealous.
This kid's luck is actually purple, with gold mixed in the middle. It is as bright as a distorted sun and too dazzling.
What enviable luck.
If Feng Baozhi and that bastard on her saw this, wouldn't they be envious to death?
However, Feng Baozhi seemed to have no luck and was purely a tool. He was being used and still counting money for others.
He was so smug, thinking he had gotten a great bargain, like a fool.
I don’t know what color her luck is.
The dog thing on Feng Baozhi seemed to say that she has a strong luck?
Will he be as strong as Xiao Lin?
After all, she is a well-known female devil in the apocalypse. It would be too embarrassing if she was surpassed by a little brat.
Fortunately, no one else can see it.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiying comforted herself again.
Jiang Shixun's alarm bells were ringing, and he felt unwell!
He didn't know that his beloved daughter was looking at Xiao Lin's luck. Seeing her staring at Xiao Lin with burning eyes, Jiang Shixun felt that something was wrong!
This boy looks like a little girl, so it's easy for girls to like him. He has to keep a close eye on him and absolutely cannot let this boy deceive Zhuzhu.
His Zhuzhu is only four years old, still a little baby! It's far from the time for her to be kidnapped by a bad boy!
Jiang Shixun decided to send Xiao Lin away immediately.
He asked Xiao Lin: "Did you bring a bottle? I'll fill it for you."
"Oh, I forgot!" Xiao Lin exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Jiang Shixun eagerly, "Uncle Jiang, can I borrow your bottle for a while? I'll be back later."
Jiang Shixun: “…”
I doubt you did it on purpose!
Xiao Lin looked at him without any guilt. Although his eyes were small, his expression was quite innocent.
Jiang Shixun looked at him deeply, and looking at his thin body, he felt that he was overthinking.
How old is this kid? How could he have so many ideas? It's impossible for everyone to be like Feng Baozhi.
Thinking of this, he slightly put away his hostility and said to Jiang Zhiying, "Zhuzhu, go talk to your mother and ask her to get two kilograms of vegetable oil from the bottle."
Just a good way to get Zhuzhu away, hum.
"Oh." Jiang Zhiying responded obediently, gave Xiao Lin another sour look, and turned to go in.
Xiao Lin watched her round little figure gradually disappear, and felt a little reluctant for a moment, but he quickly concealed it.
Jiang Shixun is too perceptive. He can't let this person see what he is thinking.
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