Don't mess with the rich girl

Before she could speak, Ren Xinru continued, "don't worry, uncle Mo and I will talk to your father in person."

God, if Ren Xinru and Mo Liming go to Mu's house to talk about her and moxiaohe, does she have a way to live?

"Aunt, please let me go." Mu Qingqing said with a embarrassed face, dragging Ren Xinru's White Chiffon short sleeves. "I'm not because of my father, but because I don't want to have such a relationship with moxiaohe."

Ren Xinru looked at her and said that she had two more points to analyze Mu Qingqing. The child was very independent. He didn't look like a 14-year-old child.

"You treat me like this, I'm very embarrassed. Even my friends don't want to do it with moxiaohe." Mu Qingqing frowned deeply and looked at Ren Xinru with a plea in her eyes. She refused to accept red envelopes and greeting gifts. She just wanted to be an ordinary friend with moxiaohe, not involved in any interests. If Ren Xinru insists on her own way, she and moxiaohe have no more friends to do.

"You child..." Ren Xinru wanted to say that she was stubborn and didn't want the red envelope in her hand, but she couldn't say such a thing according to her serious look. "OK, you and Xiaohe will be ordinary friends first. I won't interfere, OK?"

Ren Xinru seemed to be asking her advice.

"And ah Si and ah Wu, please take them back. I appreciate your kindness, but I will be sorry for wasting resources on me." Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes. She was an ordinary person, but she was inexplicably reborn. She admitted that when she came back on the first day, she was filled with hate and confusion.

"No, all right, all right, you child, honest and incorruptible. Aunt really doubts your age. Is it fourteen or forty?" Ren Xinru stroked her forehead and put on sunglasses again. "I'll take the red envelope and congratulatory gifts back. Ah Si and ah Wu still have to stay here. It's also for your safety."

"I'm a scholar. I don't need bodyguards and entourages. Ah Si and ah Wu are on my side. They're just wasting their time and wasting your money." Mu Qingqing just wants to return ah Si and ah Wu.

I really don't know where Mu Qingqing's momentum comes from. Ren Xinru raises her eyes and sees that the child has some adult posture.

"Qingqing, I suddenly remembered that Xiaohe's father asked me to hurry back. I'll go first." Ren Xinru opened the door and sat back in the car, quickly closed the door and fled.

"Ah!" Mu Qingqing is about to catch up. The Mohist driver has started his car and left.

Mohism is really overbearing. The people of Mohism are excellent, and the things of Mohism are also very valuable. What Mohism wants to do, people nearby can't stop anything. Mu Qingqing wiped the sweat on his forehead and went back to Mu's house empty handed.

"Miss mu, this is the dish you bought."

Walking to the electric pole not far from home, ah Si suddenly rushed out, holding a large handful of coriander and said such a sentence to her coldly. It almost made her stagger.

Mu Qingqing reaches out to take over the coriander from ah Si. It's not very interesting. He politely replied, "thank you."

"What we should do," ah Si replied coldly, and then turned back to the mountain. Mu Qingqing knows that it's their best observation point. You can see whether she's out of the door without prying into the privacy of Mu's house.

Fortunately, ah Si didn't have the impulse to move the coriander directly to her house. If they moved in, Su Cuiyun might make a fuss again. What wild men, hook up everywhere, and have all kinds of ugly words.

Aunt Qiong was washing rice. She stood in front of the flow table in the kitchen in her apron. Hearing the sound of pushing the door, she couldn't help looking up.

"Qingqing girl, why do you buy so many corianders? Your mother will scold you if you buy so much." aunt Qiong anxiously put down the pot, wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron, and hurried to pick up the vegetables for muqingqing.

"It's an old woman who has to walk more than ten miles to sell vegetables here every time. I can't bear to look at it, so I bought it all. It's not expensive, it's only ten yuan." Mu Qingqing smiled at Aunt Qiong and didn't want her to worry too much.

"You can't buy all of them. Last time you bought garlic sprouts, your mother almost resigned me." aunt Qiong took the initiative to carry a pot for mu Qingqing last time, and there is still a psychological shadow up to now.

Mu Qingqing also remembers that in those days, it was either fried meat with garlic, fried vegetables with garlic, or boiled soup with garlic. They are a little anorexic.

"Never again, never again." Mu Qingqing made a ha ha and honestly put the coriander in his hand on the ground, covered with soil.

"Did you come back from the cesspit? Why is it so dirty." Mu Xiaoyou walked downstairs with his nose covered. Looking at the wood Qingqing covered with soil, he suddenly felt disgusting.

"Second lady, how can you say that about your sister?" aunt Qiong heard Mu Xiaoyou's heart blocking words as soon as she put down the coriander. I can't help but feel aggrieved for mu Qingqing.

Muqingqing patted the mud on his hands, stood straight, looked down at the mud on his body, and smiled gently. "It's much cleaner than you paste your head with pig blood."

Mu Xiaoyou's face suddenly became very delicate and stared at Mu Qingqing without speaking.

"Aunt Qiong, I'll go up and take a bath first." Mu Qingqing turned back and said happily to Aunt Qiong.

"OK." aunt Qiong grabbed a handful of coriander, found a vegetable basket and put it up. She fiddled with other dishes bought by muqingqing and carried them to the kitchen.

Mu Xiaoyou stamped her feet. Instead of taunting Mu Qingqing, she made herself so embarrassed that her heart was not calm. Looking back, Mu Qing went upstairs early in the morning.

The warm water flows between the skin, the wood is clear and empty the brain, and the water flows all over the body. Suddenly, the water temperature gradually cooled.

All the bubbles on Mu Qing Qing have been wiped out. Even the hair is smeared with shampoo. The water temperature is cool. What is the matter? The gas water heater is installed at home. Is there no gas? Mu Qingqing opened a crack in the door and looked at the water heater installed outside the bathroom. The fire had been extinguished and there was really no gas.

Cold water spilled from the shower head. Mu Qingqing frowned and stared at the shower head with dead silence. It's not that she hasn't taken a cold bath, but it's easy to catch a cold if she hasn't taken a cold bath for a long time.

Hesitating whether to take a cold bath directly, Su Cuiyun scolded downstairs.

"Our family's money is not money. I'm afraid we'll eat such a big bundle of coriander until the end of the year?"

"Aunt Joan, we'll pay you. It's not good for you to buy things that our family doesn't like to eat again and again."

"What are these things? Last time it was garlic sprouts, this time it was coriander. What's next? Onion, ginger and garlic? I said Aunt Qiong, you've gone too far."

"Our family Anren worked hard to earn some money back. What's the matter? Is it for you to buy these useless things back?"

"I said, aunt Qiong, you can't go on. You can leave at any time. Our wooden family doesn't lack you as a servant."

Su Cuiyun chattered about Aunt Qiong, with a lot of fire in her heart.

"Mom, I bought these parsley, and so did the last garlic sprout." Mu Qingqing's voice suddenly sounded in the living room. Su Cuiyun turned her back to her and couldn't see her expression at the moment. Just looking at the parsley kicked everywhere on the ground, I knew that her mood was not wonderful at all.

Su Cuiyun hugged her arm and didn't make a sound for a long time. But mu Qingqing sneezed loudly, and the water droplets on her hair slipped into her neck, which made her shiver. In order to keep aunt Qiong from being affected by this pot, she took the fastest bath speed in history, washed herself clean with cold water in two minutes, then hurried into her pajamas and ran down the first floor.

"Qingqing, don't catch a cold. Go upstairs and wear more clothes." aunt Qiong held back her emotions and turned to see Mu Qingqing wearing thin pajamas and her hair dripping with water. She couldn't help caring.

"It's really from our family. It's enough to care about Qingqing. What's the matter with you?" Su Cuiyun sneered at Aunt Qiong. Mu Anren has gone to the company and won't go home for dinner today.

"Qingqing, you spent a lot of money on garlic sprouts and coriander. Otherwise, go and tell your father that our food expenses are not enough and let him take more." Su Cuiyun turned to face muqingqing, but didn't hurt her. She said this to her kindly.

If Mu Qingqing was the same as before, Su Cuiyun would be soft to her, and she would compromise without saying a word. Immediately call Mu Anren and tell Su Cuiyun what to teach her.

But she's not the old muqingqing.

"Five cents for garlic sprouts, and only ten yuan for this bundle of coriander. Mom, our food expenses have always been surplus." Mu Qingqing went to the bathroom on the first floor, took a dry towel out, wiped his hair and calmly said to Su Cuiyun.

Su Cuiyun stared at her in disbelief. When did this dead girl become so articulate? Logical thinking is still so strong!

"More than that, did you cheat your mother? Where did these parsley come from? I think it's sold for several yuan a kilo in the market. You're not going to steal the vegetables planted in other people's homes?" Su Cuiyun doesn't believe Mu Qingqing's ten yuan. The price of vegetables in the market can rise. Where can Mu Qingqing buy these parsley for ten yuan?

"I stole so many vegetables, but I can come back here unharmed. My mother thinks too highly of me." Mu Qingqing smiled softly. "These dishes were bought from an old woman. She couldn't sell them, so she had to buy and give them to me."

Aunt Qiong glanced at the time. It was getting late, so she ignored Su Cuiyun and went into the kitchen to wash and cut vegetables.

"Mom, if you don't believe me, you can go to the vegetable market with me another day." Mu Qingqing rubbed her long hair and said softly to Su Cuiyun.