Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 18 Fat Trick Card "Cashier"

Due to the geographical environment, the consumption of fish in Xichuan is not as good as that in the capital and coastal areas, and the cooking method is relatively simple. Song Weiguo's grilled fish plus the sauce prepared by Mrs. Song attracted people before the grilled fish was cooked. A lot of people paid attention to it, and business came quickly after it was baked.

Jiang Wan was helping with the packing. The little cub hurriedly gnawed the last piece of egg white, then tore open the small cloth bag he was carrying and ran to Song Weiguo's side. He pulled the little cub and shouted loudly. : "Pay here."

Song Weiguo was worried that the sparks from the barbecue would hurt the little cub, so he lowered his head and said to Xingxing in a warm voice: "Wake up, stay away from daddy, or you will get burned."

When Xingxing heard this, she immediately pursed her lips in displeasure. She patted her small chest with her little paws, shook her head and said, "No way." She is not afraid of fire, she is just a little dragon cub!Although it has no horns, it is still a super invincible and powerful little dragon cub.

"No, I want to collect money." She continued to work on the side with her little feet. A group of adults buying grilled fish were also happy to give her copper coins.

As she ran, the copper plates in the little cloth bag made a tinkling sound. The louder the sound, the happier she became. She kept grinning her millet teeth and couldn't close them.

In the end, both barrels of fish brought by Song Weiguo were sold out, but only two of the pies made by Mrs. Song were sold.She sighed, sat down on the side, and rubbed her lower back.

"Grandma, don't be disloyal." The little cub suddenly got under Mrs. Song's arm. She arched her little head and took out two coins from the small cloth bag and handed them over seriously. In the hands of Mrs. Song. "Give you money (*^▽^*)"

Mrs. Song looked at the two dry copper plates in her palms, she was angry and funny.

"Mom, clean up and let's go home. The fish are all sold out, the shrimp paste is about the same, and although there are still a lot of pies left, our children can eat them, so we don't have to worry about waste." Jiang Wan took out the handkerchief. Zi wiped the cub's paws and said to Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song said funnyly: "I didn't expect that I worked so early in the morning and ended up taking advantage of my own family."

The family was talking and laughing, and Song Weiguo also had a gentle smile on his face. While Jiang Wan and Mrs. Song were cleaning up, he took the small blanket, wrapped the little cub and put it back in the bamboo basket.

"Wake up and hurry up, we are going home!!"

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I don't know if it was because of the money bag in her hand. On the way home, Xingxing kept lying in the bamboo basket and looking around curiously. She didn't sleep at all. The little milky voice didn't stop along the way.

When passing a forest next to the Shahe River, Mrs. Song was about to stop and take a rest, but her sleeve was grabbed by Song Weiguo and the little cub at the same time.

Xingxing rubbed her little nose and said in a somewhat unhappy voice, "It smells of blood."

Song Weiguo nodded. He looked around cautiously and protected the family as they walked to the side.

Just as they were retreating, a man covered in blood suddenly rolled down the hillside covered by dense bushes.

Before Jiang Wan even had time to cover the little cub's eyes, Xingxing had already shouted: "Uncle selling noodles!!"

Song Weiguo narrowed his eyes: "It's Li Shuisheng."

　Ask for a ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)