Dear, Love Me Gently

I heard Master Chu ask her if she thought there was too little money in the red envelope.

Less?

Lu Xiaoxin is thinking how much is less. Why do you have to have 10000 yuan? The old man is so rich.

When she opened her passbook, the first number was three, followed by a string of zeros, which dazzled her.

"Cough! Grandpa, I just came back from the gate of hell. Am I dazzled, or did you make a mistake and bring me your coffin book? "

People turn their faces when they hear Lu Xiaoxin say so.

Master Chu and a man are people who have experienced great storms. When they heard Lu Xiaoxin say so, they were choked by their own saliva.

Cough!

"Silly girl, what are you talking about? Grandpa's coffin can't use so much. This money is a red envelope for you. "

I heard the old man say with certainty.

"Grandpa, are you sure you know how much money there is“

"300 million."

Huh?

"Mr. Chu, did you hear that?"

Maybe even she didn't know. After giving birth to the child, she didn't call cousin Chu Mingyang, and the name returned to the past.

"Yes."

Someone was very satisfied with Lu Xiaoxin's address and quietly replied.

"300 million? Has your grandfather ever given you so much money to make red envelopes? "

"No."

"That's enough. He didn't give it to you, but he gave me 300 million. I dare not take the money."

Lu Xiaoxin put the red envelope aside and dared not accept it.

"Silly boy, this is for you. Take it quickly."

"Grandpa, how do I feel you have a plot? Do you miss my son and daughter?"

"Ah?"

Master Chu did miss him, but when he heard Lu Xiaoxin ask, he was still stunned.

Chu Mingyang couldn't help laughing.

There are not many people who can shock his grandfather to stay, and there are not many who don't buy his grandfather's account.

Lu Xiaoxin, you are the first person.

"Silly girl, don't think about it in the future. We are a family. Besides, don't say anything about hell in the future. How unlucky the coffin is."

The old man is too old to accept that.

He was driven crazy by Lu Xiaoxin's words, but he still held back because he was an old man.

The old man has to hold down the young man and stabilize his aura, especially the other sun Zai.

"Grandpa, it's nothing. My life is hard. Even the Lord of hell hid from me."

"Why?"

Old Chu's head was made big by Lu Xiaoxin's words, but he couldn't help asking. He was very curious about what young people are thinking now.

"Because he's a man, I'm a man."

Lu Xiaoxin told the truth, but it attracted the Chu man to laugh.

"Silly girl, you carved our Mingyang very well. Grandpa likes it."

"Grandpa, I'm not talking about carving, but gram. Do you understand that gram?"

"I understand."

The old man nodded like a child, just to make Lu Xiaoxin happy.

"Alas! You are so stupid, I mean my life is hard. "

"It doesn't matter if you say that you've come back from going to hell. You can't come back if you're not hard."

The old man just wanted to coax Lu Xiaoxin to laugh, so he pulled up with Lu Xiaoxin.

"Alas! Yes. "

"Take it, put away the red envelope quickly. It's time for grandpa to go back."

The old man couldn't hold his breath when he thought of having to give his grandson a hukou.

"Wait."

"Girl, if you have anything else, just tell Grandpa."

Chu Mingyang had never seen his grandfather speak so well. His deep eyes flashed funny.

"Grandpa, are you sure you gave me the money?"

"Of course."

"Well, make a note."

Lu Xiaoxin never gets herself into trouble when she works.

"Ha ha, you are such an interesting girl. I'm worried that Grandpa will come back in the future."

"That's not true. I'm afraid you have an attempt."

With that, Lu Xiaoxin looked at the two baby babies waving small hands beside her.

"Xiaoxin, there is progress."

The admiration flashed in the old man's eyes. She dared to receive 300 million yuan and let him write a note. This girl has courage.

Soon, someone rarely brought paper and pen.

Chu Mingyang actually pulled out the needle himself and brought paper and pen. He wanted to see how the little woman wrote this note.

"Mr. Chu, I said you write."

Lu Xiaoxin is inconvenient to write and looks at Chu Mingyang.

Someone rarely nods with a good temper. He doesn't know how. He is very happy to see his grandfather suppressed by a little woman.

"Title, letter of guarantee, I am willing to give this 300 million yuan to Lu Xiaoxin and her children, and it is sent out in the form of giving red envelopes. 300 million yuan is just divided into three parts, with 100 million yuan for each child and her. In the later stage, the giver shall not go back, recover, or do anything harmful to my two children on the grounds of 300 million. For example, take my child away without my permission, or feed my child unhealthy food without permission. "

Lu Xiaoxin said that Chu Mingyang's forbearing smile was still seen by his grandfather.

At the moment, grandpa is doing business at a loss. Grandpa can't take his children out to play in the future.

What a pity!

Three hundred million can't change Lu Xiaoxin's trust.

However, this is good. Finally, someone renovated grandpa's arrogant character.

"Mr. Chu, have you written it yet?"

Lu Xiaoxin turned to look at the paper and saw that the words on it were vigorous and powerful.

His handwriting is very beautiful.

His people are also good-looking.

"Yes."

A man cooperated very well. Well, in his eyes, the little woman is now a great hero. She gave birth to two at once and had a second child directly.

"Add another sentence, the guarantor Chu Mingyang."

Hearing what Lu Xiaoxin said, Chu Mingyang held his pen, looked up at her and wrote obediently.

Master Chu is in a good mood at the moment. Just now, his grandson was one with the little girl. In the twinkling of an eye, the little girl pulled his grandson down the river.

ha-ha!

This girl, interesting.

"Mr. Chu, you don't want to be a guarantor?"

Lu Xiaoxin's innocent face blinked and asked.

Someone didn't answer him. Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Xiaoxin turned her eyes.

"Well, what's the benefit of 10% of the 300 million?"

Someone still didn't answer her, but his deep eyes looked more and more complex.

"Mr. Chu, you can't advance an inch. There's a lot of 300 million to 10%. Besides, I have to keep the milk powder money of my son and daughter."

"Woman, are you going to let my son drink milk all his life?"

"Strange? You are not weaned now. Besides, my son will be so handsome in the future. Many sisters must like him."

Gaga!

I am embarrassed.

Chu Mingyang didn't say anything. He bowed his head and wrote the guarantor, then signed his name, and sent the paper to grandpa with both hands. He thought, Grandpa, please sign and leave quickly.

When the old man heard what Lu Xiaoxin said just now, he suddenly had an impulse to become an invisible person.

The girl said that her grandson hasn't been weaned yet.

you bet.