"What? Too low or too high?" Fang Zhiyi frowned. "This is still a discounted price!"
"Dad, you can't do this. We paid for all this..."
Fang Zhiyi smiled: "Okay, okay, you guys came up with it, you're amazing, come and see~"
Fang Jianguo shuddered: "Dad, two hundred, yes, yes."
Chen Meihua watched her husband take out the last two hundred yuan. She bit her lip and said for a moment: "Dad, you are being unreasonable. You will teach the children bad lessons."
Fang Zhiyi turned around and saw several children looking at him eagerly.
"Have I taught you bad things?"
The three children turned to look at their parents, then at Fang Zhiyi, and didn't dare to speak.
"What bad things have they learned from earning money through their own labor?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Chen Meihua gritted her teeth and said, "You can't be so obsessed with money. There are so many people who need help, just like the Wang family. They have a hard time. If we eat less, they can eat better..."
Fang Zhiyi didn't waste any words with her: "Eat less? Do you mean eat less? You want to starve an old man like me to death! Tomorrow I will tell them that my daughter-in-law asked me to eat less!"
Chen Meihua took a deep breath. It was over. This old man was so unreasonable!
"Here, here, here!" Chen Meihua almost emptied her wallet.
The couple went out to do good deeds in a heavy mood.
Fang Zhiyi stuck his head out to take a look, then trotted to the kitchen and took out the buns he had hidden earlier from the cupboard.
"What are you standing there for? Eat!"
The three children's eyes lit up. Grandpa actually hid some more!
The four of them ate all the buns. The Fang children's faces were full of happiness. Fang Zhiyi smiled and asked them to do their homework. He dragged out another bag of flour and moved a stool to sit at the door.
Two hours passed before Fang Jianguo and his wife returned home with satisfaction. As soon as they opened the door, they were startled by Fang Zhiyi who was sitting at the door.
"Dad, why are you sitting here?"
Fang Zhiyi sneered: "Aren't you waiting for you to come back?"
"Wait for us?" Fang Jianguo had a bad feeling.
"You've given away all the buns I made. What should I sell tomorrow? Hmm?"
Chen Meihua took a breath and said, "Didn't we pay?"
"Giving money is one thing, but tomorrow is my first day setting up a stall. What should I sell?" Fang Zhiyi looked at them sideways.
The couple was now hungry and tired. Fang Jianguo begged, "Dad, can you let us eat something first?"
"No, let me ask you what should I sell tomorrow?"
"Well, then you can make more." Chen Meihua couldn't help herself. "I see there's still some stuffing in the refrigerator, right?"
"Package? I'm exhausted, and you guys already gave me everything, and now you want me to pack it again?" Fang Zhiyi frowned. "How about asking the neighbors to judge? Is this how you abuse the elderly?"
After hearing this, Chen Meihua shut up.
Fortunately, Fang Jianguo figured it out: "We'll take care of it, we'll take care of it."
Only then did Fang Zhiyi stand up with satisfaction and let them in.
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