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

Chapter 480 Dali Cub

Mr. Sheng was already a little weak, but when he was stimulated by Song Zhao's words, he couldn't help but started coughing violently. When Yuan saw it, he quickly stepped forward, patted his back gently, and helped him up.

"If you don't think it's embarrassing, why don't you tell me quickly?" Song Zhao glared at Mr. Sheng in disgust.

Mr. Sheng's voice suddenly weakened, and he said in a muffled voice: "Well, I will drink some wine that men drink, but... I don't do it to get rich in old age, I do it to stay up late and play cards."

"Okay, come on, let me show you the amount of wine you usually drink. I think you're exhausted." Song Zhao said in disgust.

Mrs. Yuan quickly asked someone to bring a jar of medicinal wine over: "Master, I have to drink a cup with every meal."

Although Xingxing had her ears covered, her little head still wanted to poke forward curiously.

Li Chengqian quickly stopped the person.

Song Zhao opened the wine jar, took a good look at it, and finally said: "The wine is good, there is nothing wrong with it. You can just lie down for a few days. After you feel better, try not to stay up all night."

After a few brief explanations, Song Zhao wrote another prescription for him.

At this moment, Xingxing had already moved to the table next to him, curiously looking at a pair of porcelain cards on the small round table, and said, "Is this what Grandpa Sheng usually plays?"

"What? Girl, do you like it?? If you like it, I'll give it to you. This is my cheapest deck of cards, sir. I also have a pair of jade cards in my warehouse!!" Mr. Sheng said loudly, his words very loud. It's a joke.

Xingxing looked at Song Weiguo eagerly.

Song Weiguo frowned, not looking like he agreed.

"Take it if you like it Xingxing, grandpa will pay for it." After saying that, Song Zhao took out a gold ingot and handed it to Mr. Sheng: "Hey."

Mr. Sheng refused to accept it, but Song Zhao was very stubborn, so Xingxing took the twenty-odd pieces of porcelain mahjong-like stuff away.

"It's not eye-catching at all, it's such a cheap thing." Mr. Sheng complained.

After being glared at by Song Zhao again, he became more honest.

By the time several people from the Song family left the Sheng family, it was almost noon.

Song Weiguo was driving the horse while Song Zhao was sitting in the carriage. Seeing Xingxing still playing with the porcelain cards, he touched Xingxing's head and said, "Grandpa will get you a pair of gold cards tomorrow!"

Xingxing opened her mouth in surprise.

Li Chengqian sat aside, feeling numb: "Grandpa, have you liked gold recently?"

In the past, he could easily pull out a wad of silver notes, but now it was gold ingots.

"Gold is beautiful, but you little brats don't understand it." Song Zhao said with disdain. He had recently found a hobby. When he had nothing to do, in addition to taking care of Mrs. Song, he made his own gold jewelry for the Chinese New Year this year. When he is young, he can make beautiful bracelets for Xingxing.

After all, Zhuangzi of the Song family was in the eastern suburbs. By the time she got home, Mrs. Song had lost her patience.

Li Chengqian also went home to find Li Shuisheng and Wang. Xingxing held a bag of porcelain plaques and moved slowly behind.

"What did you bring back?" Mrs. Song stepped forward and asked when she saw Xingxing holding a cloth bag when she came back.

"I brought Grandpa Sheng's treasure with me." Xingxing chuckled.When she returned to the house, she pulled out all the porcelain plaques in front of the family.

Jiang Wan just picked one up to take a look, but the next second, she saw Xingxing punch a porcelain plaque...

(End of this chapter)