Chapter 2: Picking up rags with my brother
Gu Qian didn't believe it at first, but every time he looked for someone, Mi Bao accurately calculated the person's location, so he knew that his little girl was really capable.
Thinking of what she had just said, his face tightened and he was no longer relaxed. "Can you calculate when they will go bankrupt?"
Mibao nodded, then shook his head. "It must be winter, the ground is covered with snow. Mom and my brothers were driven out in the middle of winter, with only a few clothes on. They looked so pitiful."
Gu Qian's hands also clenched slightly. The Duan family business has been passed down for nearly a hundred years, and the children are all very promising. There are no prodigal sons. How could they go bankrupt?
Gu Qian frowned, thinking back to what Mi Bao said, and asked doubtfully: "Only mom and brother are here, aren't you and I here?"
Mibao tilted his head and recalled the past carefully, then shook his head, "There is no dad, and there is no Mibao."
What's going on?
Gu Qian was still thinking when Mi Bao puffed out his cheeks angrily and asked with wide eyes, "Dad, did you abandon Mom and run away because your family went bankrupt?"
Gu Qian's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand and knocked her on the head, "Who told you that?"
Mi Bao poked his chubby fingers and said, "That's what everyone says. They say Dad, you're a gigolo and you married Mom just for her money."
At this point, Mibao waved his little fist and said fiercely: "Dad, if you dare to abandon Mom for money, I will beat you and will not support you in your old age."
Gu Qian rubbed her head amusedly and said speechlessly, "You think too much."
Well, Dad isn't that kind of person either.
Mibao was relieved.
Mibao slapped his forehead as he thought of something. "I remember when it was! The day my mom and brothers were kicked out, I heard someone on TV say that the Year of the Snake is auspicious."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qian's expression changed. This year is the Year of the Dragon, and the Year of the Snake is next year.
On New Year's Eve, the Duan family is about to go bankrupt, and there is only half a year left.
But how could the Duan family go bankrupt in such a short time?
Mibao didn’t know either, but he was very worried.
She looked up at Gu Qian and said, "Dad, what should I do?"
If she doesn’t have any food to eat, will she starve to death?
Thinking of this, Mibao touched his little belly and felt very sad.
She held Gu Qian's hand and said uncomfortably, "Dad, I like my mom and brother. Can you help them and not let them beg for food?"
Thinking that her father couldn't even support her, Mibao became worried again and suggested, "How about I teach my brother to pick up rags? He's tall, with long legs and arms, so he can definitely compete with the old grandpa and grandma for the paper shells."
Duan Ze heard this as soon as he came over. Well, the father and daughter were planning to make him pick up trash. They were going to kick him out of the house.
He was so angry that he tugged at Mibao's little hair and said unhappily, "How can you be so mean, little girl? Do you know who I am? I'm a popular star. Do you know how much I earn in a day?"
"Even if I become a nobody, I will never be a rag picker in my life!"
He used a little force, and Mibao cried out "ouch" and covered his head in pain.
"Let go."
Duan Ze turned his head and saw his mother looking at him with displeasure. She was wearing a red cheongsam and her makeup made her look somewhat gentle, but as the head of the Duan family, her aura was fully open. He immediately let go of her hand and honestly called out "Mom".
Duan Yun frowned and was about to scold him, but Gu Qian put his arm around her waist and shook his head slightly, "It's okay, it will be fine after a while when it's cooked."
He smiled at Duan Ze.
Mibao also grinned and smiled at them, with two dimples appearing on his chubby little face, which was very adorable.
Duan Ze looked away in disgust and snorted coldly.
Duan Yun glanced at him warningly, then looked at Mi Bao, his eyes softening instantly. He leaned over and wiped the cream off the corner of her mouth, "Eat less cake, dinner will be served soon."
Mibao nodded his head obediently, "Okay."
She looked at Gu Qian again, with her hands behind her back and shaking her head, and she warned him seriously: "Daddy, be good too. Help Mommy drink. Don't let her drink too much. Also, don't throw away the uneaten food. Save it for the next meal. Don't waste it."
After all, it won't be long before the Duan family will be homeless on the streets, without even a place to live. The money wasted on this banquet alone is enough to support the family for several months.
Duan Ze rolled his eyes quietly. His family was the richest in Yuncheng, so why would they need that little money? How embarrassing.
Gu Qian chuckled and wiped her face, "Got it, little housekeeper."
Before leaving, Duan Yun glanced at Duan Ze and warned him, "Take good care of your sister, otherwise, go back to work."
Duan Ze's expression changed, his lips trembled, and he felt sad from the bottom of his heart. As expected, if there is a stepfather, there must be a stepmother!
He glared at Mi Bao with some anger, muttering softly, "I can see now, this father and daughter, the old one is a vixen, the young one is a green tea, neither of them is easy to deal with!"
Mibao looked at him innocently, tilting her little face up to smile at him obediently: "Brother, what is green tea? Can I drink it?"
Duan Ze's face turned even worse, and he walked away waving his sleeves.
In the evening, the guests dispersed and the servants began to clean, but a chubby little figure was moving around among them.
Mibao held a sack in one hand and picked up bottles with the other, and from time to time she put the nuts and candies that the guests at the table had not finished eating into her small bag.
Duan Ze frowned tightly and said with disgust, "Mom, what kind of people are you looking for? One is a security guard and the other is a rag picker. It's really shameful."
Hearing this, Duan Yun frowned and looked at him, "Is this what I taught you? Where did you learn this habit of looking down on others? What's wrong with being a security guard? If Gu Qian hadn't happened to pass by and saved me, I would have been dead by now."
Two months ago, when she was passing by a shopping mall, her competitor suddenly rushed out with a knife and went straight for her vitals. The distance was too close and the incident happened suddenly, so she had no time to react.
Gu Qian happened to be patrolling by and kicked the man away, saving her life.
After that, the two met, fell in love, and have been together until today.
She didn't allow her son to say that about him.
And someone said, "What's wrong with Mibao picking up trash? That's called thriftiness. You're an adult but you're no better than a child. Go pick up trash too."
"Mom!" Duan Ze's eyes suddenly widened.
Duan Yun was unmoved, glanced at him, and said lightly: "If you don't pick it up, come back to work."
After saying that, Duan Ze turned around expressionlessly and went to pick it up, but he chose a place farthest away from Mibao, with a sour face and full of dissatisfaction.
Mi Bao ran over without much observation and took a look into his bag. Seeing that he had only picked up a few bottles after picking for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Brother, you're so stupid, you need to hurry up. If you go out like this, you won't even be able to pick up a water bottle. It will be snatched away by the old grandpa and grandma."
"Also, you need to pour out the water in here. The junk collector doesn't want this, he only wants the bottle."
As he said that, Mibao poured out the wine in the bottle.
Duan Ze watched from the side with his arms folded maliciously. After Mi Bao finished pouring the wine, he slowly said, "The wine you poured costs 100,000 yuan a bottle. How much can you earn from each bottle?"
A bottle of rice treasure sold for eight cents: "..."
“Wow—”
Mi Bao looked at the empty wine bottle, sat down on the ground and started crying, his sobs shaking the sky.
The smile on Duan Ze's face suddenly froze, and he gently kicked her with his toes, "No, why are you crying just like that? Get up."
Mi Bao couldn't get up. He pointed at the spilled wine, rubbed his eyes with his fists, and cried even louder.
Seeing his mother stabbing him again, Duan Ze got anxious and covered Mi Bao's mouth with his hand, muted the microphone, and threatened fiercely: "Shut up! If you cry again, I'll throw you away."
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