Chapter 325 Your Dad, Xiaoliu
"Besides, your wish is so strong that the God of Wealth will definitely hear it." Lu Yao added helplessly.
"That's right."
Su Qian snorted softly.
"Oops, I forgot to write my ID number!"
Su Qian slapped his forehead, "How else would the God of Wealth know who made such a strong wish for wealth? What if he made the wrong wish?"
Lu Yao couldn't help laughing at Su Qian's expression. "Who would write down their ID number when making a wish? The God of Wealth is so powerful, he must know it's you. Besides, you wrote your wish so powerfully, it would be hard for him to forget it."
Su Qian was still worried, "No, I have to make amends."
Three minutes later.
Su Qian put down the pen with satisfaction.
Lu Yao's eyelids twitched as he watched.
He saw that Su Qian not only wrote down his ID number, but also his bank card number.
"Let's go, let's go to the riverbank."
Su Qian looked excited.
He didn't notice Lu Yao's twitching eyelids at all, and pulled him towards the river quickly.
Arrived at the river.
She carefully placed the river lantern carrying her ID number and bank card number into the water.
As soon as the river lanterns touched the water surface.
Su Qian clasped his hands together, stared at it intently, and muttered to himself:
"God of Wealth, God of Wealth, please receive my wish. I've written my card number and ID number clearly, so please don't send it to the wrong person."
Lu Yao stood aside, looking at Su Qian's serious and cute expression, and couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.
"I'd trade the dream of getting rich for the fact that the person next to me has been single for ten years."
Next second.
Lu Yao couldn't laugh anymore.
"You really want to get rich?" He tilted his head.
"Well, otherwise."
Su Qian spoke as if it were a matter of course, "Who doesn't want to get rich these days? They turn a blind eye to marriage and kneel before the God of Wealth—that's the true portrayal of modern young people."
She seemed to have thought of something and burst out laughing.
"Back then, I used my ID card to buy a scratch-off lottery ticket at the entrance of the God of Wealth Temple."
"oh?"
Lu Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did you win?"
"I won fifty bucks!"
Su Qian proudly stretched out five fingers.
But it soon wilted again.
"Then I fell down right after leaving the house, spent three hundred dollars, missed the exam, and had to retake it..."
"Not only did I lose my winnings, but I also lost two hundred and fifty yuan."
Su Qian sighed helplessly.
"...It's so miserable."
Lu Yao tried hard to suppress the smile on his face, but the upward curve of his lips still betrayed him.
At this time, a blue river lantern slowly floated in front of Su Qian.
"Friends?"
Su Qian subconsciously reached out and picked it up.
“Isn’t this just a QQ message in a bottle?”
She muttered as she unfolded the note.
The note read: "My name is Xu Jun. My family is relatively well-off. I wonder if I could have the good fortune to meet a confidante, to enjoy the beautiful scenery together and savor the delicate fragrance of the magical tea. I hope you will leave your name."
"Oh, a date from the same city?"
Su Qian raised her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.
She picked up her pen and was about to reply.
"What are you doing?"
Lu Yao asked with a slight frown.
"Reply to him."
Su Qian took it for granted, "Didn't they say that all blue ones can be replied to?"
It was just entertainment anyway, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
The smile on Lu Yao's face froze instantly.
Is it for you?
Just reply.
"Let me see." Lu Yao reached out and took the note, glanced at it quickly, and raised the corner of his mouth, "I'll reply for you."
"you?"
Su Qian looked at him suspiciously.
Lu Yao raised his eyebrows, revealing a mysterious smile. He borrowed a pen from the stall owner and quickly wrote: "You are too ugly, next!"
Then, as if he had thought of something, he wrote in the place of Shu's name:
Your father, Xiaoliu——
Before Su Qian could see clearly what he replied, Lu Yao quickly stuffed the note into the river lantern and put it back into the river.
He patted Su Qian's head gently and said with a smile:
"Okay, it's done."
"The smile on your face tells me that you have done nothing good." Su Qian narrowed her eyes and smiled mischievously.
At this time, many people along the river began to light lanterns.
Lu Yao looked at the colorful river lanterns and suddenly had an idea, so he picked up a blue lantern.
He opened the note and saw the following: "Oh, I'm so pretty, what should I do? I'm surrounded by so many girls every day, and I'm so distressed."
When Lu Yao heard this, the smile on his face instantly turned into speechlessness.
This is the first time I've encountered such a narcissistic person.
He picked up the pen and began to write:
"Are you so poor that you can't afford a mirror?"
After writing, he wrote in bold at the signature: "Your father, Xiaoliu——".
Then, Lu Yao picked up another pink lantern. On it was a note that read, "I'm working hard every day, but my progress is so slow. I'm really tired. I don't know if I should keep going."
Lu Yao picked up his pen and wrote:
"People who work harder than you are still working harder, so what's the point of your efforts? Give up, you are not cut out for this."
At the end, he wrote heavily, "Your dad Xiaoliu."
"Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. If you don't have opportunities, don't prepare blindly."
"You're really embarrassing Buddha by buying a lantern worth a few coins and making tens of millions of wishes."
…
After a while.
He picked up most of the surrounding river lanterns, and his replies were of different styles, mostly sharp and venomous.
The signatures are all: Your father, Xiaoliu
Su Qian watched from the side, feeling helpless and amused, and couldn't help but ask: "Does Xiaoliu know that you have put so many black accusations on him outside?"
Lu Yao straightened up and looked at the river lanterns that floated away after he responded to them. He seemed to feel a lot better.
"It's okay, he's a man of steel and not afraid of taking the blame."
Lu Yao waved his hand nonchalantly, his eyebrows raised.
"I didn't realize you were so vindictive." Su Qian shook her head and smiled bitterly.
How could he not know that when Lu Yao was guessing the riddle just now, Xiao Liu had made fun of him.
I'm trying to find it back now.
At this time, Xiaoliu and Xia Mengmeng were at the other side of the river.
"Phew! I'm so tired."
Xiaoliu was sitting on a rock nearby, exhausted, with a pen in his hand, and had just finished replying to a river lantern.
"Don't hesitate, don't wander, the days of melancholy will always pass, and hope will always come. Write down: the warm-hearted little angel, Xiaoliu——"
Look, what positive energy.
How inspiring.
Xiaoliu’s replies are mostly motivational and poisonous chicken soup.
He was smiling at this moment.
Quite a sense of accomplishment.
"Sister Mengmeng, I returned thirty river lanterns." He shook the pen in his hand with a proud smile.
Xia Mengmeng came over to take a look and gave a thumbs up: "Xiao Liu, your chicken soup is quite good."
"Of course!"
Xiaoliu replied very proudly: "My program has a lot of content, this little chicken soup is nothing."
He looked at the lanterns floating on the river and his smile grew wider.
"Hey, I'm such a good person. I've helped so many people solve their problems."
Xiao Liu put his hands on his hips, his chin slightly raised, his eyes gleaming with pride. "Once they see my reply, they'll definitely cheer up again. Maybe they'll even ask around to find out who this mysterious Xiao Liu is, the one who's so good at guiding people."
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