Chapter 77
Jiang Sui's traffic plan was very feasible. In just two days, combined with the achievement points accumulated by the two cubs, it had exceeded the five million mark.
Of course, the efforts of everyone in the "team" were also indispensable, including the grandfather and great-grandfather who were working on the grass.
Especially after returning to the Jiang family that night, the video of the two kids driving a sports car and leading the way to the garage went viral, and the entire hot search list, regardless of size, was clamoring for cars and mini garages.
Not to mention netizens, sometimes when I see the various exquisite and mini cars in that small parking space in Yueqing, I can't help but take a look.
[Other people's garages can still make room for two children, while some people have to think twice before even buying their own parking space.]
[I have to say, although it's a toy car for the kids, I checked the price and we can't afford it.]
【I started crying while laughing.】
What followed was the "welcome ceremony" which soared to the top of the hot search list, shocking the entire Internet.
Especially the scene of the two elders holding light boards and the flickering photos of the deceased on the wall complement each other perfectly, which is unforgettable for everyone.
【Well, now I know which door God has closed for them.】
[But their entire manor is made up of windows. If I had that kind of treatment, I'd be happy to receive 100 million.]
I'm sorry to meet you this way, Mr. Jiang.
Did you take a step back seriously? Did you press the elevator button seriously?
Yue Qing had never thought that the two elders would be willing to let the editor edit this clip. Perhaps this was the most watched moment in their lives.
As the number of likes continued to rise, the notice fee she received when she took her two children to sign the contract also increased a lot. The entire program crew greeted her with smiles, and they couldn't wait to start the live broadcast tomorrow.
On the same day, a pre-announcement was released that Yue Qing and Yu Shuqi would bring the twins to a live broadcast, which pushed the popularity of the two little ones to another peak. The number of people who made reservations for the live broadcast room soared, and also brought a lot of popularity to the previous videos of the two little ones.
The kids look at the rapidly rising numbers every day and regret that they can't count.
Even if you borrow the fingers of your mother, aunt, uncle, and many grandfathers, you still can’t count them all.
The two of them lay on the floor with their butts sticking up and used children's counting sticks to count for a long time but still couldn't count clearly.
Jiang Yan couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he helped them summarize: "You should broadcast it live again so Mom can see it."
"Zhidao!" Little Le Jia still buried his head, "I'm counting my uncles."
The uncle he mentioned now was only Jiang Yan.
"What does Uncle Count do?"
"Uncle, come out." Little Lejia still remembers what his uncle said when his mother kissed him that day, "Uncle loves mom too, so uncle will come out too and kiss mom."
He couldn't yet distinguish feelings, but if he said love, then it must be very important.
Because he loves his sister, mother and aunt very much, and hopes to always be with the people he loves. My uncle must think the same way.
Jiang Yan was speechless.
Ever since the day the system task changed, this question has been buried in his heart.
Will he really come back to life one day?
Just like what we imagined in the past, a family living together in harmony, rather than a cold portrait with colorful lights hanging on the wall.
"Uncle, don't worry. My sister and I will work hard!"
Little Le Jia has already urgently reviewed the program he will perform on TV, and he is sure to make more people like it!
Jiang Yan laughed: "I'm not in a hurry."
Then he asked, "Where's Mom?"
"Mom is listening to the video." Little Le Jia sat up and crawled to his mother's side. He saw that his mother was listening to the videos he had filmed long ago under the guidance of Uncle System. He asked for credit, "Mom, is it good?"
My aunt and uncle don’t like it, and neither does anyone else.
But he felt that his mother would definitely stand on his side.
Too bad, Annie couldn't see what the kid was doing in the video. She just thought the music sounded wrong. "What are you doing in there?"
"Wave your hands!" Thinking that his mother couldn't see, little Le Jia immediately stood up and took his mother's hand, then climbed onto the sofa and taught his mother to wave her hands like he used to do.
Now Annie understood what was in the video, and the music in the video made her forehead throb.
"Come down," she said.
Little Le Jia didn't understand what was going on and climbed down from the sofa obediently.
The younger sister looked at her mother's expression, then at her brother, and silently moved aside: "An An said that spirited little cubs are not desirable."
Not like her Princess Twinkle.
Annie touched his head and tapped his forehead: "Did Uncle System teach you?"
Just as Xiao Lejia was about to nod, he heard the system uncle sound an alarm: "Speak with caution."
Jiang Yan was about to abandon his baby without hesitation: "Baby, sacrificing you is better than both of us dying."
Spiritual speech?
What a sound, what a vibration.
Little Lejia thought for a moment and exhausted his vocabulary before he suddenly realized that the system uncle meant for him to speak louder and show the temperament of a spirited kid.
So he raised his finger to the sky, tapped his little toe rhythmically on the ground, and sang with confidence, "That's right! Uncle Spirit and Little Spirit! We are the best, family!"
Annie: “…”
Jiang Yan: “!!!”
Seeing the half-smile on Annie's face, he decided to stay away for a while. After all, the beating wouldn't hit him now.
It's okay for boys to fight.
Yue Qing, who was in the kitchen learning from Sister Wang how to improve her dessert making skills, heard the wailing of her baby in the living room, and quickly put down what she was holding and ran out.
But he bumped into Meibao who rushed in head-on.
Yue Qing caught her: "What's wrong?"
"Brother has turned into Big Ear Tutu!" Meibao hugged her aunt's legs and peeked out quietly, "Brother said he was a spirited kid and got his ears pulled by mom."
Upon hearing this, Yue Qing gave up the idea of going out and leaned out to take a look.
Her brother was pinned to the sofa, his ears pulled and his head poked. Annie didn't know if she was talking to her brother or Jiang Yan. Her expression was cold and beautiful: "If you keep teaching and learning nonsense, you energetic little brat, I will turn you into a listless little brat."
My brother fluttered his hands and said, "Aunt, help!"
Yueqing quietly closed the kitchen door and pressed Meibao to sit on the small stool beside her: "It's okay, wait until mommy pulls her ears back to balance before we go out."
Meibao's eyes widened.
For the first time, I felt that my mother and aunt, who were of the same mind, were so terrifying.
She blinked curiously: "What is my aunt doing?"
"Little biscuit." Yue Qing felt that his skills had improved under Sister Wang's guidance, and his tone was quite high. "I'll give it to you later. Brother won't eat it!"
"Why!" An An stood up without thinking and said anxiously, "It was my brother who made the mistake. An An did nothing wrong!"
Why punish An An!
Yueqing: “?”
She was silent for a moment, then turned around decisively, opened the kitchen door, picked up the kid and threw him out.
When Jiang Sui walked in, he saw that the whole house was in a mess. There was a fight in the living room, and someone was squatting and drawing circles at the kitchen door. The kitchen door was tightly closed, revealing half of Yue Qing's face.
When he saw his uncle coming, little Le Jia thought he had found a savior and waved his little paws: "Uncle, fish, fish!"
Jiang Sui ignored him and walked straight to the kitchen door. He pulled the rocket of the kid squatting on the ground and looked at Yue Qing: "What's wrong?"
Yueqing pursed her lips and said nothing.
Meibao, on the other hand, cried and complained: "Auntie punished me by making me eat cookies."
Jiang Suizhi: "..."
He did smell cookies baking.
After such a long hiatus, are her cookies going to make a comeback?
Yue Qing stood behind the door and retorted: "I followed Sister Wang's instructions."
It sounded a bit aggrieved, and Jiang Sui, who had originally felt a little sympathetic towards his sister, immediately changed his stance.
What is this! Yueqing rarely shows weakness, isn't this just acting like a spoiled child!
Acting coquettishly to him means being dependent on him. If you are dependent on him, how far away will a happy life be?
My sister is a little bit ungrateful.
He withdrew his hand: "That's not a punishment, it's a reward."
The younger sister didn't understand why her uncle lied. Lying was wrong. She looked up into her uncle's eyes, but the joyful voices in his heart gave her a headache.
"Uncle really likes Auntie too much." She said in a low voice, "Then Auntie will reward Uncle."
Just then, Sister Wang's voice came out: "Miss Yueqing, it's ready."
Yue Qing glanced at Jiang Suizhi.
The latter suddenly had an idea. What was he waiting for instead of comforting her wounded heart and taking advantage of the opportunity?
"Yes." He opened the kitchen door that blocked half of Yueqing's face, "I'll try."
Seeing this, Sister Wang tactfully retreated from the kitchen and carried her sister away from the battlefield.
Jiang then walked into the kitchen and felt that Xiao Lejia's voice outside was very noisy, disturbing him from enjoying the delicious food, so he "conveniently" closed the kitchen door.
Yueqing just took the cookies out of the oven.
In order to make what she made a little more palatable, she didn't add a lot of things this time and just followed the normal steps.
But thinking that so many people didn't like to eat it, she picked up a piece herself and decided to try it first.
If it doesn’t work, forget it, just change the track.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, someone grabbed her wrist.
Jiang Suizhi frowned: "Not hot?"
"Oh." Yue Qing had just gone to see her sister and took off her gloves and forgot to wear them. She turned around to put them on, but Jiang Sui had already picked up the gloves with his other hand.
He lowered his eyelids slightly and gently put on the gloves for her.
How come this person's hands are hotter than cookies?
Yueqing's fingertips curled uncontrollably.
Jiang Sui's eyes fell on it, and then he chuckled: "Am I desensitized or are you desensitized?"
"What?"
How slow this guy is! She doesn't react as strongly as before when he touches her like this, but Jiang Suizhi didn't say this.
Once you say it, you can never touch it again.
After putting on the gloves, he didn't let go of his hands, but looked at the cookies on the baking tray: "Let me try?"
"Let me try it first." Yue Qing said, "It's my first batch of baked goods. I haven't tried it yet."
"Well, isn't it a reward?" Jiang Suiji leaned over and said, "How can it be a reward if I didn't eat the first piece?"
Yue Qing was speechless: "This isn't something very delicious."
What's the ritual sense of the first piece?
But Jiang Sui just smiled and said nothing. He guided her hand to touch one of the cookies and answered the question irrelevantly: "I'm not wearing gloves. Take one."
Yue Qing had already pinched a piece of cake on her fingertips, but before she could bring it to her lips, her hand was pulled over. Jiang Sui, who was leaning against the cupboard, leaned over slightly and blew gently on her fingertips twice. The warm wind seemed to touch her fingers through the gloves.
She watched helplessly as this noble and unruly man lowered his eyes obediently, opened his thin lips slightly, and took a bite of the biscuit in her hand.
The freshly baked cookies were not yet crispy and there was no crackling sound, but Yue Qing felt his nerves tense up the moment he took a bite.
She opened her mouth and took several seconds to find an excuse: "It's not delicious yet."
The man paused slightly, and couldn't help but tilt his head and laugh for a long time.
Yue Qing immediately turned cold and said, "Are the cookies I made so funny?"
"No."
In fact, it is not as hard to swallow as before, and the taste is much more normal. At least it is no longer at the level of "punishment" in the mouth of a child. It's just that it hasn't cooled down yet, so the taste is not very good.
Jiang then gently lifted her hand a little higher, pressed the inside of her wrist where the glove wasn't covering it with his fingertips, and said meaningfully, "Does anyone really think I'm here to eat cookies?"
This immediately put Yue Qing on edge. She quickly pulled her hand back and said coldly, "You're not here. You're here to act like a hooligan."
"Yes." Jiang Suizhi admitted frankly, "But you seem to be quite cooperative."
Yueqing put the baking tray down heavily and turned back to stare at him.
The two looked at each other for three seconds. Now that the weather was getting warmer, everyone was starting to take off their clothes and turning on the air conditioner at home. Yue Qing almost never wore a coat, just a very thin light blue sweater, which made her skin look whiter.
Especially now that her skin was turning pink due to the heat and his words, Jiang Sui couldn't help but keep his eyes glued to her neck, unable to tear them away.
Realizing his subconscious physiological reaction, Jiang forced himself to look away, fearing that he would really act like a hooligan and would not be able to step into this house for at least a week.
He was the first to give in, and turned his head away in a slightly embarrassed manner: "No more talking."
Then the hand in sight reached out again, carrying the half-eaten biscuit. Yue Qing said sternly, "Eat it up, don't waste it."
Jiang then stroked the fur: "Okay."
Then he met Yueqing's gaze, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
He crunched the biscuits and got down to business: "We've found some clues about the orphanage."
Yue Qing immediately became serious: "What?"
"My people found the head teacher. According to her, the child was brain dead due to an accidental fall. He was already dead when he was sent to the hospital." Jiang then took out her mobile phone and opened a picture. On it was a letter of intent for organ donation with her name and the head teacher's name written crookedly on it.
"So after the child died, her heart was donated to another person."
Yue Qing took the phone, his eyes suddenly paused, he looked up and whispered, "So the other person is my sister?"
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