Back to the age: three-year-old cute baby becomes a group pet

Chapter 368

Mr. Cheng carefully looked at the amount on the passbook, but he couldn't see clearly in the dim light, so he asked Zhu Hailong to help him read it.

When Zhu Hailong saw it, he laughed, and with a snap, he threw a passbook from the middle of the fence to the teller's face, "If you can't do it, get out."

Being slapped in the face by the passbook, the teller was annoyed, but seeing Zhu Hailong's two copper bell eyes, he was a little timid, "You, what do you mean?"

"Are you blind? You can't see yourself?"

The teller picked up the passbook and blushed immediately after opening it, "I'm sorry, sorry, I was careless, really careless, you see there are three zeros behind that dot, it was really a mistake."

"Change another one and write seriously."

"Yes Yes."

In the era of handwritten passbooks, two zeros after the decimal point are customary, why did three zeros appear?How come there are no two decimal points?

This mistake is 9000 yuan!

Fortunately, Daddy was called.

After leaving the bank, Mr. Cheng also sighed, "It's a good thing I called you here, otherwise my eyesight will be blurred, and if she refuses to admit it, the 9000 yuan will be gone!"

Today's incident made Cheng Li worry, "Grandpa, let my third uncle follow my mother's example, go to the bank every day or a few days, get together, it's too easy to cause trouble."

Mr. Cheng replied, "That's right, I have to criticize your third uncle."

"It's not something you're used to. He's 26, right? You need to do this?"

Zhu Hailong's words made Mr. Cheng laugh, "Aren't you used to it? When he marries a wife, I won't be in charge of this matter."

"When? Did you have a goal? I heard that the girl from the Sun family was the first to be laid off."

Are you laid off?Mr. Cheng felt a little guilty.

Are you laid off?Cheng Li is very happy, director Xue is very good at catching chickens,

"Brother Zhi, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative."

Zhu Hailong is a little worried, where are the five passbooks?Why go to a supply and marketing agency?

Mr. Cheng stood beside him, took off his little granddaughter's backpack, threw the passbook into it, and said, "Let's go."

Cheng Li took the backpack, put the wooden fish into the backpack, and carried the backpack, "Let's go."

Zhu Hailong wanted to push the cart, so he put Cheng Li down, and Mr. Cheng quickly took the opportunity to help his little granddaughter put the backpack on her back.

The supply and marketing cooperative is crowded with people.

Zhu Hailong, who was worried about the passbook, stood behind Cheng Li, who was squeezing around in front of the counter.

The big hand accidentally touched the deflated backpack, where is the wooden fish?

Who is so brave?Dare to steal from his good girl?

He bent down and picked up Cheng Li, "Don't be afraid, let's go, Daddy will take you there, and I will see who dares to pluck the hair in the tiger's mouth."

"What's the matter?"

"Your wooden fish is gone."

Cheng Li bent her round almond eyes, "I'm still there, don't believe me, Daddy let me down, I'll show you."

Change?
Zhu Hailong thought of the time when the good girl took the bone and collected the broken things at the door of Hu's house.

That time, the bone seemed to be gone as soon as it was thrown away.

"If you don't read it, the passbook is fine, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Cheng Li's eyes narrowed with a smile, and the first thing Dad thought of was not the passbook.

"That's good, what to buy, continue to buy."

Old Master Cheng heaved a sigh of relief. Boy Zhu really loved Xiao Si, even more than Shang He.

Zhu Nianzhi had already selected the items, and turned to look for the person who paid.

Seeing Zhu Nianzhi's head spinning in circles, Cheng Li urged Daddy, "Daddy, go, save Brother Zhi."

"Okay, go save that goodie."

Saqima, honey horn, big head crisp, fried fruit, sesame shortbread, glutinous rice sticks, each weighed two catties.

Usually during the Chinese New Year, this kind of thing is not too restricted by the ticket. This year it is open, and there is no ticket, so you can buy bargaining.

Zhu Nianzhi was not polite.

Cheng Li stopped her daddy from yelling, "Brother Zhi, bring me another pound, and ask the salesperson to weigh some heavy honey horns, don't you like candy?"

"That's right!" Zhu Nianzhi hurriedly turned to face the salesperson, "You weigh me again, I wonder why there are so many honey horns? I don't want it to be hollow."

The salesperson wanted to refuse.

With sharp eyes, Cheng Li pointed to the container behind the salesperson, "There's a bag over there."

The upper part of the container displays the goods. It is an unobstructed shelf, and a yellow paper bag tied with paper rope is lying quietly in one corner.

Needless to say, I also know that the salesperson took the opportunity to select good food.

The salesperson admits defeat and refills Zhu Nianzhi with honey horns.

This time the same weight, much less volume.

Zhu Nianzhi is rich and powerful, "An extra catty for each item."

Cheng Li waved her little hand at her grandfather, "Give me the money."

Zhu Nianzhi was taken aback, "Didn't you pay for it?"

"Go, I'll go back and give it back to my grandpa."

"That's about the same. I like to blackmail you."

"All right, all right, I'll blackmail you."

As soon as I got out of the supply and marketing cooperative, I found that the bicycle was ridden by two people.

Zhu Nianzhi stuffed the dozen or so paper bags in Cheng Wenzong's arms.

Zhu Hailong stuffed Cheng Li into Mr. Cheng's arms.

The father and son moved in sync, running and sprinting, raising their legs and kicking.

Ouch.

Ouch.

The two car thieves were kicked down by Zhu's father and son, including the car and others.

One of them played dead.

Another person helped up the car and got on the car again.

Of course he was kicked down again, so he simply cried out that someone was robbing him.

Zhu Hailong stepped on his chest, "Why is my bicycle in your hand? Did you steal it? You will be jailed for stealing. Follow me to the police station."

"Nonsense, this is my bike."

"Hehe, in the entire county, there is only one light permanent in my house. I asked a friend to bring it back. Can you show me the receipt?"

The man shut up.

Passers-by all pooh-poohed him, saying he didn't learn well.

Zhu Hailong bent down and picked him up, "Pay for the repair fee."

The man opened his eyes wide in surprise, "The bicycle is not broken."

"But it's been scratched. If you can buy me parts again, that's fine. Give me your home address, and I'll come to collect the debt."

This person was just about to report an address casually when Zhu Nianzhi picked up his companion.

"Gouzi, sorry, this is Brother Zhi and Uncle Hailong."

Gouzi was discouraged, why did they steal it from the Zhu family and his son?
Gouzi turned out the skin of his pockets and trouser pockets, and it was only a little over one yuan.

Zhu Hailong raised his hand and punched Gouzi's eye socket, "I tell you to remember better, take your money and get out."

Gouzi's left eye was immediately covered with a purple blindfold.

The two turned and ran away.

Zhu Hailong picked up the bicycle and made more than a dozen scratches, his heart aches!

Mr. Cheng came over pushing his bicycle, "Let's go! The street is very chaotic."

"Yeah! Why is it so messy?"

Why is it such a mess?

The window is open.

Those with vision and courage dare to act, those without vision and courage dare to hate, and those with courage, money and skills dare to steal.

People's hearts are floating, and there will be more petty thefts in the future.

Car bandits and road tyrants will breed, what are these?
After returning home safely, Zhu Hailong told his daughter-in-law that the bicycle was almost stolen.

Zheng Jialan felt sorry for her car, "When you were at the bank, how did you know to ask Nian Zhi to watch?"

"There are no cars and no one at the gate of the bank, and there are many people and cars at the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative."

Cheng Li was suspicious of Daddy's logic, "Dad, did you say the wrong thing? Stealing is easier when there are more people and more cars?"

"No way," Zheng Jialan answered for her husband, "There are many people and vehicles, so it's easy for their father and son to catch up."

Expect to be stolen?
So you are such a big dad?

(End of this chapter)