Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

At the beginning, he was on duty and behaved well. He didn't dare to do more for fear of being discovered, until he was the first one to get out and sold it to outsiders, making a lot of money.

He started to go more and more outrageous and bolder... the second, third, fourth, fifth... until he was discovered for his poor work style, and that was the end.

"Then what?" Xiao Mingchen suddenly asked.

what!

strange,

Brother, has he been possessed by another spirit?

Why would you pay so much attention to things other than food?

Shouldn't it?

Yingbao tilted his head on the stone and thought. As he thought, a hint of seriousness flashed across his eyes as he looked at Ye Mingchen.

"Did he see it wrong?"

"Why do I feel like the way Yingbao looks at him is as if he wants to stab him?"

Little Mingchen quickly closed his eyes and shook his head, rubbing his hands together and comforting himself, "No, Yingbao wouldn't do that, he must have seen it wrong."

Yingbao looked Xiao Mingchen up and down for a while, and suddenly asked tentatively, "Little brother, why are you so interested in what big brother just said today?"

At the same time, Ye Yuanhang and Ye Haoyu were also shocked and glanced at Xiao Mingchen.

Wang Yitong and Ye Tianyong stopped what they were doing at the same time and looked at the glutton, their youngest son.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ye Mingchen suddenly felt too much pressure. "He was just curious about how much the person on duty sold it for?"

He also wants to work in the machinery factory, of course, you don't have to think too much about it.

He just wanted to earn more money so he could buy lots of delicious food for himself and Yingbao.

After listening to Xiao Mingchen's explanation, several people laughed out loud!

Got it!

He's still her little brother!

Same foodie, same recipe.

Mother Wang Yitong stood beside the pot of braised skewers and joked, "Xiaochen, if I buy you more delicious food, I won't have to worry about finding you a wife in the future."

Ye Mingchen held his chin and thought hard for a while, "Mom, just give me food, I don't want a wife!"

What can a daughter-in-law do?

You can’t eat or drink!

By looking at his mother and father's daily life, he knew that if he found a wife, he would have to kneel on the washboard if he made her angry.

Not cost-effective, loss!

The most important thing is, if you have something delicious to eat with your wife, you have to share half with her. No, absolutely not!

Ye Tianyong listened to his silly son's innocent words, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xiao Mingchen, you said this yourself, so don't blame your parents in the future?"

Ye Mingchen nodded ignorantly, "Dad, I don't want to get married. Relax, I won't blame you and mom!"

Silly little brother.

"You really don't know what you're talking about!" Ye Haoyu pursed his lips and looked up at him.

Yingbao stood there and began to think about something.

Her little brother, should he say what he wants to say today, he will regret it in the future.

After the Sun Qian Year, as Yingbao thought, brother Ye Mingchen wished that time could go back to the time before he said he would not get married. How could he have been so stupid back then?

Ugh!

suddenly,

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..." A familiar yet unfamiliar rhythm sounded, and Yingbao seemed to be back in the school days, with the illusion of being dominated by the bells for classes.

Before she could finish her recollection, a group of people suddenly emerged from the factory entrance, three or five of them walking together, as if they were going home...

A minute ago, mother Wang Yitong quickly opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of the skewers made many people present linger.