Chapter 8 You Have to Pay Money
"Brother, are you okay?" Mi Bao grunted as he squeezed through the crowd and finally got in, only to see this scene.
Her legs were short, and she was a few steps slower, so he got into trouble.
Alas, it seems that he cannot avoid the bloody disaster today.
Mi Bao sighed, helped him back to the big locust tree, and disinfected him with iodine.
Duan Ze covered his face with his hands, his ears turned red.
It's so embarrassing. I was just watching the fun and ended up getting involved. If others tell about it, people will laugh to death.
Seeing that Mibao was treating the wound very skillfully, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Your technique is quite good."
Mi Bao said without even looking up: "Dad gets hurt often too, so I learned from him."
Gu Qian was injured?
On second thought, he is a security guard and it is normal that he may often have conflicts with others.
His injuries were not serious, but he was bleeding a lot and looked scary.
Duan Ze felt embarrassed and turned his head away, not wanting to look. Suddenly, he felt a warm breath on his hand. He was startled and turned his head to look. He saw the little girl puffing out her cheeks and blowing air for him.
"Hoo hoo, it won't hurt anymore." Mibao Nai hummed.
Duan Ze's ears turned even redder, and he whispered, "It didn't hurt in the first place."
Mibao was very pleased when he heard this. He tiptoed and gently touched his head, praising him: "Brother, you are so brave. That's great."
This time, Duan Ze blushed completely.
He is twenty-three years old, not three, he doesn't need her to coax him!
He took Mibao's hand away uncomfortably. After this incident, he began to believe that she could tell fortunes.
I'm just curious.
"Who taught you fortune-telling?"
"Master."
Duan Ze rolled his eyes. Who doesn't know who your master is? "I'm asking who your master is."
"Master is Master."
Well, it’s just hard to explain clearly to little kids.
After treating his wound, Mibao looked around and suddenly ran to the nearby convenience store. Not long after, he came back with a bunch of snacks.
She stuffed the whole thing into Duan Ze's mouth, then stood on tiptoe to touch his head and said, "Be good, brother. Sit here and eat. Don't run around."
Ji Zihang and Ji Zixuan, brother and sister, happened to pass by, and this scene happened to fall into their eyes. They looked at him with surprise.
Duan Ze's whole body turned red, and he dug his toes into the ground, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.
It's so embarrassing!
I told you he is not three years old anymore!
Ji Zihang and his sister looked at him with envy in their eyes.
Ji Zixuan shook Ji Zihang's hand and said, "Brother, I want to eat delicious food too."
Ji Zihang: "Sister, I want to too."
Ji Zixuan looked at him and pouted, "Brother is stupid and can't make money."
This time, Ji Zihang's face also turned red.
He was the youngest director and had won many awards, but when he came to this small village he was unable to display his skills. He went in and told the villagers that he would perform for them, but the villagers just waved him away, saying that he was a beggar.
He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.
Being looked down upon by his own sister again, he said unconvincedly, "Those delicious foods were bought for him by Duan Ze. Her sister is so amazing. Ji Zixuan, you should reflect on why you can't even earn a penny."
Ji Zixuan was also confused and was misled by him.
She stared at Duan Ze and Mi Bao curiously. It was really Mi Bao who earned the money, while Duan Ze sat next to him and was responsible for eating.
She was a little dumbfounded. So the children were expected to earn money to support the family?
But, but...
She didn't know what it was, but she just felt something was wrong.
While she was still trying to figure it out, Ji Zihang pushed her forward and said, "Go, make money quickly. I want to live in a big villa. If you can't do it, you will be the most useless kid. All the kids in the kindergarten will look down on you."
Ji Zixuan has always been strong-willed. She couldn't stand hearing this and trotted over without saying a word.
Mibao was saying to someone, "Auntie, you are pregnant with twins. You should have a good rest."
The woman had been married for five years and had never been pregnant. She had wanted to have a pregnancy calculation, but when she heard the good news, she was so happy that she immediately gave Mi Bao fifty yuan.
Ji Zixuan stared at the money and suddenly realized that her studies were wasted!
She pointed at a man with a big belly and said, "Uncle, you are pregnant."
After thinking for a moment, she stretched out three fingers, looked at them, and felt that it was not enough, so she opened both hands and said domineeringly: "Ten babies!"
If twins get fifty, wouldn’t decuplet get even more?
She stretched out her hand with an expectant look on her face. The people around her burst into laughter. Mi Bao was also dumbfounded when he looked at this young lady.
The man came back to his senses, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he raised his hand to push Ji Zixuan, "Where did you come from, you stinky girl?"
There was a rock behind her.
Mi Bao's face twitched, and no one could see how she moved. She jumped in front of Ji Zixuan and pulled her away.
The man pushed in vain and fell down instead. His hand happened to press on the raised part of the stone, and he cried out in pain.
Seeing this, Ji Zihang took a few steps forward, protected his sister behind him, and glanced at the man coldly.
The man knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to make trouble and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Ji Zixuan didn't react at all and looked at Mi Bao in amazement, "Wow, you are so amazing!"
It came over in a flash.
Ji Zihang also looked at Mi Bao with gratitude, then looked at the money in Mi Bao's hand and praised: "Little girl, I didn't expect you can tell fortunes, you are amazing."
Although he said so, he didn't take it seriously in his heart. He just thought that the villagers gave the girl money because they felt sorry for her because she was pretty.
Mi Bao smiled and said modestly, "Not that great, just a little bit. I still have a lot to learn."
The master is really amazing.
The little girl's well-behaved appearance was really endearing. Ji Zihang couldn't help but tease her, "I have a movie coming out soon. Can you help me calculate how much it will make at the box office?"
Mibao looked at him, tilted his head and asked in confusion: "What is box office?"
Ji Zihang's mouth twitched, not knowing how to explain it to the child. After a long while, Mi Bao finally understood, "So brother wants to calculate your fortune."
"Yes." Ji Zihang nodded.
Mi Bao looked at the golden light dissipating from his wealth palace and looked at him with sympathy, "Brother, you can't earn a penny, and you even lose money."
As soon as the words fell, Duan Ze's face changed slightly. He covered Mi Bao's mouth with his hand and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Director Ji. It's just nonsense for a child."
The new movie was the result of Ji Zihang's years of hard work. He was naturally unhappy when he heard this. He responded indifferently and left with Ji Zixuan's hand.
Duan Ze let go of Mi Bao and looked at her speechlessly, "Don't talk nonsense in the future, or you'll get beaten."
Mi Bao frowned and said righteously, "Brother, I'm not lying. This brother has a wound on his nose bridge and his eyes are dull. This is the sign of financial loss."
Duan Ze didn't believe it. "The wound on the root of his nose was accidentally scratched by a branch. His eyes are dull because he's too tired. You haven't seen how bright his eyes are when he's cursing on the set."
Ji Zihang is the best director of the younger generation, and his family has extensive connections in the circle, so it is impossible that his film will not be broadcast.
He actually thought she could tell fortunes, but it turned out to be just a blind cat catching a dead mouse.
He curled his lips and didn't pursue the matter any further. "I think there are almost a thousand. Let's go. It's time to go back."
Mibao followed him trotting along with his short legs, saying, "Brother, I really wasn't wrong. You have to believe me."
"Yeah, believe it, believe it, I believe it, okay."
His tone and attitude clearly showed that he didn't believe it.
Mi Bao stopped walking, Duan Ze took a few steps, and when he saw that she didn't catch up, he turned his head and saw the little girl standing there angrily. She glared at him, stomped her feet heavily, snorted, and ran past him with her short legs.
Duan Ze raised his eyebrows slightly.
The little brat is small, but he has a bad temper.
After running a few steps, Mibao came back and said proudly with his hands on his hips: "Brother, I won't be beaten, but you are really going to be beaten!"
Duan Ze: “…”
Brat!
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