Shen Manqiu’s throat was almost hoarse from coughing, but this silly boy still didn’t react.
Looking at the old man who was walking over step by step with his hands behind his back, she silently covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Dad, why are you still coming down so late?"
"snort."
A cold snort made Shen Tianchen's smile turn a corner and be swallowed back.
"Grandpa, why don't you go to bed? You might get a sudden attack, and it's not good for your health."
"Don't worry, I'm in good health. But why do you call me Bai Zhou?"
Shen Tianchen shuddered, and his words became smooth in an instant: "Uncle, little uncle, it's little uncle."
"That's right, you little brat really has no memory."
Mr. Shen was satisfied and his mood was relieved. He sat on the sofa next to Shen Tianchen, glanced at the tablet in his hand, and asked casually: "What are you looking at?"
"Grandpa, this is the Ji Yu I told you about. Sister Ji Yu is very powerful. Don't look at her young appearance. She is indeed very young. Although she is young, she is more powerful than my uncle. No, she is much more powerful than my uncle."
"Ji Yu?"
"Yes, Grandpa, it's Sister Ji Yu."
As soon as Shen Tianchen finished speaking, the tablet in his hand was snatched away by the old man.
Mr. Shen nodded as he looked at it: "Not bad, not bad, very clean appearance."
The next second, hundreds of thousands of rewards were given.
Shen Tianchen exploded: "Grandpa, this is my pocket money for three months!"
Ji Yu glanced at the hot air balloons floating all over the screen and saw that the ID looked familiar, so he sent a private message to Zhang Nannan asking her to return the money.
Every child imitates his uncle to give gifts.
"Anchor, my floor..."
Ji Yu looked up and replied, "I'll go over tonight."
"Can't you just come over now?"
Landlady Yang was really worried that someone else would die tonight. It would be terrible if she was the next one, even though she didn't live in that building now.
"It will take some time for you to process it. I'll come over after I finish the fourth hexagram."
"well."
Landlady Yang hung up the call absentmindedly, but still stayed in front of Ji Yu's live broadcast room, fearing that the other party had forgotten about her.
Knowing what landlady Yang was worried about, Ji Yu quickly connected to the last line of the night.
"Sister Ji Yu, my name is Zhang Meng."
Zhang Meng wore black-framed glasses and sat in front of the camera with some trepidation.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang, what would you like to calculate?"
"Sister Ji Yu, two years ago, my sister Zhang Wen went to a mountain village to teach. She hasn't been home since then and hasn't had much contact with family. I'm a little worried about how she's doing now."
After Ji Yu finished calculating, his brows slowly furrowed, which made Zhang Meng feel nervous.
[Afterwards, I'm most annoyed: Judging from her expression, your sister's condition isn't good.]
[Afterwards, I was really annoyed: I don't know how many times I've told girls not to go to volunteer teaching. Ideals are beautiful, but reality is harsh. Don't expect a group of uncivilized people to be kind to a woman.]
Zhang Meng clenched his fists and lowered his head, saying, "My family tried to stop her from going, but my sister was arguing with her family at the time, so I rushed over in a fit of rage."
"After we got there, my sister said the signal there was bad, and she had to walk a long way out of the mountain to call us."
"What are you doing, little brat?"
Before Zhang Meng could finish his words, a middle-aged man with a pot belly came into the room. He looked like his father.
Zhang Meng stood up in fear: "Dad, I was just talking to a classmate on the phone."
"classmate?"
Zhang's father came over to take a look. Ji Yu was planning to pretend to be Zhang Meng's classmate, but the other party recognized her at once.
"This is clearly a streamer on Maoya. What do you mean by 'your classmate'? Did you snatch the connection?"
Zhang Meng didn't expect his father to be so cool, and nodded tremblingly.
[Coconut Milk White Peach: I bet a dime that this uncle is as envious and jealous as I am.]
[Ji Yu is my wife: Ah, if my son could snatch my wife's connection, I would be so happy that I would go crazy.]
"You know how much she charges for a single connection, and you're just trying to steal it?"
[Little Grape with Lots of Leaves: Eh? Something doesn't feel right.]
"Two thousand! That's two thousand! Have you managed to make ends meet? Have you grown strong? You actually came to ask for a fortune telling for two thousand? You're a liar! This is a gimmick pushed by capitalists, and you actually believe it? Hand over the money now."
【Cosmic Dust: No way, this is my sister's divination. If you think two thousand is too expensive, go away. I'll do it. I'm willing to pay ten thousand for a divination.】
[Cola Chicken Wings: So many people want it but can't get it, and you're still complaining about it? Sis, why don't you just cancel this one and start over.]
“No, no!”
Zhang Meng panicked: "Dad, I used the money I earned from my part-time job, not the money from home."
"Why, you're not happy about me taking my son's money?"
"Dad, that's not what I meant. I really need this divination. I just managed to get it after squatting for a long time. I suspect something happened to my sister. I'm going to find Sister Ji Yu to confirm it."
This made Zhang's father furious, and he started scolding Zhang Meng.
"Are you out of your mind? Doesn't your sister reply to messages every month? The message was just sent yesterday. Why are you cursing here? You're wasting money. Hurry up and make this anchor return the money."
Ji Yu sneered: "Your daughter is dead, but you are still fine. It seems that you rarely care about your daughter. Otherwise, it would be a year later and you didn't notice anything wrong."
Father Zhang turned around and looked at Ji Yu unhappily.
"I knew that those of you who make money by doing dirty things are not good people. How can you curse someone to death for no reason? My daughter is alive and well."
[Not like a cat, but more like a tiger: Uncle, my sister wouldn't be wrong. Why don't you confirm whether the other person is your daughter.]
"How could I not recognize her as my daughter? Don't disbelieve me, she even reported her recent situation to her family yesterday."
After saying that, Zhang's father took out his mobile phone, found the chat history with his daughter, and faced the camera directly.
"Look, look, everything is fine, why are you people so wicked?"
[Acrylic colored paper is very civilized: This chat record is a bit chilling.]
Momo: No wonder I wanted to leave. If I were in your place, I would leave too, but I wouldn't go down the path of volunteer teaching.
[The God is Very Reliable: I give up! You're a father, right? Your daughter sent you so many messages, and you didn't even reply with a single "yes"?]
"Looking back at last year's records, I can clearly feel that the style of posting messages has changed drastically. As a father, haven't you noticed?"
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