Chen Dingrong: “…”
Okay, okay, you guys keep playing the role of loving mother and filial son, and just let me be the only one who gets hurt, right?
He was so angry.
Qiao Qiao also felt a little sympathy for him.
Because the old lady’s throat can really be cured.
She cast a Yin Qi talisman and wrapped it up.
As for Chen Huai?
Qiao Qiao didn't want to say it at first, but he couldn't resist because the money he was given was too much.
"What?"
While eating Chen Dingrong's roast chicken, Qiao Qiao pointed at Chen Dingrong a little embarrassedly, then pointed at the scar at the corner of Chen Huai's eye that had not healed yet, and said meaningfully, "Didn't I tell you last time, to stay away from villains?"
"Or you could ask your father. When he tightened his belt and used his connections to ask for help in a dream, was it because the money was too little? He only said he wanted to 'play for the descendants of the Chen family' and didn't say anything else?"
"Oh, yes, should I have mentioned the address as well?"
"But your brother wasn't home during those days, and you... weren't home either, right?"
“…”
Chen Huai was speechless.
Chen Dingrong was also speechless!
Upon hearing this reason, Chen's father, who had arrived late, angrily wanted to go back to the underworld to complain. Chen's mother felt sorry for her eldest son who had just spent a lot of money on her. Before he left, she pulled out Chen's father's belt and looked coldly at the unfilial son Chen Dingrong:
"Stinky boy, in the final analysis, it's all your fault!"
"Watch the fight!"
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"Wow, why is my life so miserable!"
After all this trouble, when Chen Dingrong, a high-ranking director, got on the ghost car and returned to Qingshan Village, he almost became Xianglin Sao.
"My mom wasn't like this before. She said Chen Dadan was incompetent and that's why he followed her into the entertainment industry. But I got into college and was assigned a job. I'm bringing honor to our family and contributing to our country!"
"Ah, yes, yes..."
Qiao Qiao was full.
Hearing Chen Dingrong say this, she nodded sincerely, and couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and open her favorite Candy Crush game.
“…”
Chen Dingrong was so moved by Qiao Qiao's sincerity that he cried even harder with a "wow".
The ghost driver thought of his previous experience with Qiao Qiao and couldn't help but shed tears, feeling very sympathetic towards him.
When it comes to harm, who can compare to the kind-hearted man Qiao*!
"Come on, wipe your face."
Therefore, the ghost driver wiped away his tears, and then, very kindly, he leaned over to the back seat and gave Chen Dingrong a pack of tissues.
Very kind!
"Woo woo woo... Crab Crab..."
Chen Dingrong also felt that the driver was a good person, and indeed felt a little comforted.
He subconsciously took the tissue, apologized politely, and then...
Then he rolled his eyes and lay down without making any sound.
“…”
Qiao Qiao, who was just immersed in the game, was forced to look up at the ghost driver.
The ghost driver silently dropped the tissue box and retracted his neck, which was nearly half a meter long. His expression was really innocent:
Well, there are thousands of roads, but safety comes first.
Even if you are a kid, you still have to obey the rule of keeping your hands off the steering wheel.
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When Chen Dingrong opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside.
The ghost driver was a little nervous.
Qiao Qiao was also a little nervous.
They were afraid that they had frightened Chen Dingrong to death last night, so that they would not only not make any money but also have to pay for medical expenses.
Unexpectedly, after Chen Dingrong woke up, he said nothing.
He was confused for a moment, and then went straight to the ancestor.
“Oops!”
Qiao Qiao jumped up and followed, fearing that this guy would smash the statue of the ancestor.
As soon as I chased him in, I saw this man kowtow loudly and made a very unfilial wish, "True Lord, please say hello to the King of Hell, I really don't want to be beaten again!"
“…”
This is really not necessary.
Qiao Qiao quietly left the temple again. No one knew what Chen Dingrong was thinking. After a while, he took out eight thousand yuan from somewhere and stuffed it into the merit box.
"I copied it!"
Qiao Qiao was moved by him.
You know, although Chen Dingrong looks like a decent person on the outside, judging from his facial features, he is a tracheitis patient with no more than one thousand disposable funds per month!
"So, unless you give me another two thousand to make it a round number, I'll tell Aunt Zhao and have her check your private funds."
Well, the moved Qiao Qiao licked his fingers. After counting tens of thousands of bills one by one, he really couldn't count enough, so he said something to Chen Dingrong that made him "move to tears".
That's quite thoughtful!
Chen Dingrong: “…”
While crying, Chen Dingrong took out the last two thousand yuan, took a last look at his master, and went down the mountain with determination, and believed in scientism even more firmly.
Because no matter what, believing in science saves money!
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Compared with Director Chen who almost died from the achievement, Director Wang Mapi who stayed in Qingshan Village yesterday was living a much more comfortable life.
"Yes, yes, that's it!"
Although Qiao Qiao could not participate in the show, the others were still very cooperative.
He asked Cui Yingying and the other three to rest, so they did.
He wants Ma Dashan and Qian Xiaoying to cheat?
That couple is really awesome!
“Look, look…”
Even though these two weren't working, they knew how to feign exhaustion without being taught. Wang Mapi clapped his hands and couldn't help but applaud them. "What is professionalism?"
“That’s professionalism!”
He and Lao Niu looked at Ma Dashan and his wife with admiration, and almost led the whole group to call them teachers.
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