The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1144 Who dares to touch my candy (14)

Jiang Tang sat in the back, leisurely eating the sundae in his hand. Is there anything more comfortable in summer than sitting on a bicycle and eating a cold drink?
The child is growing up slowly, Jiang Tang has a sense of pride.

Ever since she was a child, she has never even supported a bastard.

"It's almost time for junior high school, have you decided which school to take?"

Looking ahead, Yuan Chao slowly squeezed the brakes, and the speed of the bicycle slowly slowed down, so that Jiang Tang could hear what he said clearly.

"One Middle School."

"No.[-] Middle School is good. I heard from Aunt Zhao that No.[-] Middle School is the best middle school in our county."

Yuan Chao didn't speak, and quietly curled the corners of his lips.

Back at the stationery store, Yuan Chao put down his schoolbag and followed Jiang Tang into the kitchen. There was a bowl of dishes turned upside down on the small table.

"Go wash your hands and serve your meal."

Yuan Chao bowed his head, picked up the soap and rubbed it in his hands for a long time, and wiped his fingers carefully, until the slender and clean fingertips turned red from rubbing.

A small table, two bowls of rice, a bowl of fried pork with beans, and a bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Yuan Chao ate quietly, eating big mouthfuls of rice but rarely touching the dishes in the bowl.

"Why don't you eat vegetables?"

"I don't want to eat food made by others, who gave it to me?"

Jiang Tang glanced at him, and faltered a few words.

"How do you know I didn't do it."

Yuan Chao raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly.

"There's a lot of meat in it. Didn't our family's money get stolen last month?"

He said this lightly, with a hint of resignation in his helplessness. After all, five years had passed, Jiang Tang couldn't keep money in his hands, and he had long been used to it.

The family of two has been living a life of not getting enough to eat and not starving to death. For five years, the Yuan Dynasty only had three sets of clothes except school uniforms, one in winter and two in summer.

Fortunately, he never complained, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Jiang Tang took a mouthful of rice, chewed dryly, and gave him a chopstick of meat from the bowl. "You have to eat if you don't want to. It's important to grow your body. I'll make money and buy you a bicycle."

"Not in a hurry."

Two years ago, Jiang Tang used the money left in his hand to buy a shop here, specializing in selling stationery.

In the two years since the store was opened, it was stolen seven times, caught fire three times, was reported twice, and tried again and again on the verge of closing.

No matter what time, as long as Jiang Tang tries to make some money, it won't last until the next month, and it's fine if it gets stolen. What's too much is that the money will fucking spontaneously combust in Jiang Tang's hands.

Jiang Tang has a good attitude, at least in terms of eating, he can eat every meal.

It's about to be promoted to junior high school, so Yuan Chao has to eat something good.

The aunts and aunts next door all know that they are living in poverty, and they all help overtly and covertly. Two eggs today and a bowl of good food tomorrow.

Just like that, this kid still despises others.

Jiang Tang gave him another piece of meat with his chopsticks.

"Eat more, I heard from Ke Ke that your school requires you to order milk, why don't you tell me about it."

Yuan Chao stared at the two pieces of meat in the bowl, picked them up and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing expressionlessly.

"I don't like to drink."

"Drink if you don't like it."

Jiang Tang took out a red note from his pocket and handed it to Yuan Chao.

"Book a month first."

"Where did you get so much money?"

Yuan Chao put down his chopsticks and stared closely at Jiang Tang's face. Looking at his expression, Jiang Tang almost thought that what he just photographed was not one hundred, but ten thousand.

In the heart of this child, how poor the family is.

But it is true that she is poor, and she will make money, but the money goes faster than she earns.

But that doesn't mean she can't even get 100 yuan.

　Monthly tickets for the beginning of April, you little cuties can figure it out...

　　If you love me, just vote for pork belly. I like ribs, so I have to exchange my monthly pass for ribs.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)