Chapter 171 Two Swollen Eyes

Chapter 171 Two Swollen Eyes

"You're not dazzled." Sheng Yuxiao said in a cold tone, "It seems that there's nothing wrong with your brain for the time being."

"Then, then what is this called? A ghost wall?" Ning Heng said in a trembling voice.

Li Xiaoya quickly said, "No, someone gave it to me."

"So that's how it is. Then I feel relieved..." Ning Heng just breathed a sigh of relief, but then a sad expression appeared again.

"Did the boss who bought my work increase the price and resell it? Who was the sucker who bought it?" After Ning Heng finished speaking, he looked around, looked at his brother Sheng, and then looked at Qin Sui.

Sheng Yuxiao said lazily: "I'm not the one who got taken advantage of. Can't I just take it from you?"

“That’s… that’s right.”

Before Ning Heng's guess could get even more outrageous, Li Xiaoya quickly said, "Neither!"

Sheng Yuxiao guessed it as soon as he heard it: "Him."

He immediately lowered his eyes and said doubtfully, "Could it be stolen from someone else?"

Li Xiaoya opened his mouth, but had no way to refute.

Although Ning Heng didn't know who that person was, she thought about it and said blankly: "Then we haven't suffered any loss..."

"Look, I sell it, someone gives me money, it's snatched away and given to the duckling again...a perfect closed loop. Will he still snatch it away, the duckling? I'm going to sell it again soon. It sounds like a perfect industrial chain."

Li Xiaoya:?

Sheng Yuxiao punched Ning Heng and said, "Don't teach the kid bad things."

Old Man Zhang was sitting inside the door, watching their actions through the window. He could hear faint laughter in his ears, which was the unique vitality of young people.

"It's suddenly much more lively." Mr. Zhang said with emotion.

The secretary wiped his hands and said, "There are always many people willing to come and talk with you."

"Most of them are boring, and some are insincere. So why bother?" Mr. Zhang smiled and shook his head, then extremely slowly molded out a clay doll.

The secretary nodded and sighed, "But this kid is really popular and has a lot of friends."

"They are all very interesting friends," said Mr. Zhang.

The secretary was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"That person's name is Sheng Yuxiao."

"The only son of the Sheng family, I heard he has a bad temper, but... I don't see what's wrong with him."

"The one next to him should be the Ning family's kid from the Tianjin circle. Their family has a lot of dealings with the literary and art circles, so I've met him a few times, and he's grown up now."

"You have a very good memory." The secretary felt ashamed.

"Because it is difficult to forget the past, the memory is particularly good."

The secretary suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and was stuck.

Instead, Mr. Zhang waved his hand and consoled him, "I just said that casually." He paused and commented, "Many families in this circle don't know how to educate their children. Having too much makes it difficult to live a good life. Last month, two guys in this circle were extradited back to China for committing crimes."

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "That's why they seem so interesting."

Upon hearing this, the secretary couldn't help but sigh, "The kid is quite capable."

Mr. Zhang nodded and said, "I am curious about how their family raised such a little girl."

The secretary suddenly remembered the "variety show" that Qin Sui mentioned. Why would he suddenly ask that question...

The secretary was intrigued and immediately turned around to search for some keywords.

I didn't expect that a show would actually pop up.

The first season is over...

Let’s see at night, the secretary thought.

After Ning Heng delivered the money, he twisted his butt, glanced at his brother Sheng's face and said, "Little Duck Sister, do you want to count the money? Once you count and confirm that there is no problem, we can leave."

Wouldn't it be possible for him and Brother Sheng to stay a little longer this way?

He's such a planner!

Qin Sui raised his eyelids and said, "I'm going to borrow a money counting machine."

Ning Heng: “…”

Sheng Yuxiao saw it clearly.

It's actually very simple to stay...

He stood up and said, "I'm going to say hello to Mr. Zhang."

He walked ahead, Ning Heng kicked his purse and hurriedly followed.

"Old sir, I'm Sheng Yuxiao, Xiaoya's friend. Say hello to you." The arrogant young master rarely looked well-behaved, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes became softened.

Ning Heng followed suit and bowed his head to greet him respectfully.

Most people are respectful in front of Mr. Zhang because they have something to ask of him or they are afraid of his status.

The young man in front of him also had a request, but his request was for that little kid.

It's out of love.

The older people get, the more they are inevitably moved by such friendship.

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Would you like to stay for lunch?"

"And this, here." Mr. Zhang handed it to Sheng Yuxiao.

It was a small tray.

There are four small clay figures sitting or standing on the small tray.

Mr. Zhang pointed in the direction of the duck and said, "Send it to her to play with."

Sheng Yuxiao looked down. It seemed like... he pinched them.

The Zhang family’s dinner table was also exceptionally lively today.

Several young people rushed to pick up food and feed the children, and they were not polite or awkward at all. This kind of atmosphere made people feel more comfortable and less restrained and tense.

"Here." Suddenly a clean spoon was stretched out from the side.

Li Xiaoya served Mr. Zhang a spoonful of egg custard.

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment: "How do you give it to me?"

"You don't want to eat this?"

"Eat. But why..."

"They pick up food for me, and I pick up food for you."

By the way, I have to stop them from putting food into her bowl like crazy! I really can't eat anymore!

Mr. Zhang looked at her expression, smiled and said, "Are you full of food? Then give me some."

Li Xiaoya was stunned for a moment: "But the one in my bowl is not very good..."

"It doesn't matter. It's better not to waste it. In our time, a bowl of noodles had to be shared among several people, and no one complained about the leftovers."

This is what he had imagined in his dreams, if his son was still alive, if he had grandchildren, they would all sit together to eat. The child couldn't eat so much, and the grandfather would be willing to eat her leftovers.

If... Unfortunately, there is no if.

At this time, Qin Sui also picked up some food for Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth: "Okay, okay..."

The scene in the dream is complete.

Mr. Zhang ate too much for two days in a row and had to take some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets that day.

But it rarely caused any other discomfort.

After examining him, the family doctor said, "Mood can also affect intestinal health. If you can maintain a good mood, your old illness will not be easy to recur."

Mr. Zhang sighed.

He actually thought about it.

The house became more lively when the little girl came. But after all, she was someone else's...how could she stay here forever?

As he was talking, the secretary came out.

Mr. Zhang immediately said, "You got up late today. Are you sick? Let's ask the doctor to check you out."

The secretary raised his head, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes.

Mr. Zhang was startled: "What's going on?"

“I watched it on a variety show.”

"ah?"

Just at this time, Li Xiaoya also got up. She came out with her schoolbag on her back. It was her last trip to school that day.

As soon as he raised his head, he met the secretary's distressed and excited gaze.

What's wrong with him?

Li Xiaoya walked out with a puzzled look on his face.

When I came back, I had two swollen eyelids.

"I told you I wouldn't show it to you, right? Luckily I didn't cry and go to the hospital."

"The children have suffered too much."

Li Xiaoya stepped into the door cautiously, and the person inside turned his head - Mr. Zhang's eyes were also swollen from crying.

Qin Sui couldn't help but lower his head and sigh.

All right.

It turns out that all problems can be solved by just asking them to watch the show... After all, not everyone is as difficult to empathize with as him.