Happy! The stepmother of a wealthy family will lie down and count money

Back in the car, Yu Jingmo glanced at the schoolbag that Lin Qingchuan had casually put aside, then looked at the boy's calm expression, feeling a little curious.

"Do you know why Liang Xin cares so much about your bag?"

She wasn't surprised to see him nod, "You can say no, but it's okay if you can't."

Lin Qingchuan said quickly, "No problem."

Upon hearing this, Yu Jingmo sat up straighter and pretended to listen attentively.

"They have always suspected that my great grandfather left me something else, maybe it was in the old house."

Lin Qingchuan spoke calmly, as if what was left behind was just a piece of waste paper.

Yu Jingmo suddenly realized that she was familiar with this plot!

"So all this is just their imagination and there is no such thing?"

Lin Qingchuan paused, blinked his eyes, and said, "No, it is true."

Yu Jingmo's face was wooden. "You're not going to say that you went there just to get the things back, right?"

The boy nodded.

Yu Jingmo recovered and was a little puzzled, "Why didn't you take it before?"

The Lin Ku and Lin Zhong families were eager to settle down in the old house, and the fact that they left their things there without moving them could only mean that Lin Qingchuan was really carefree.

Lin Qingchuan coughed lightly, "I used to think it didn't matter whether I took it or not, and they didn't know the exact location. No one can enter my room, so my father specially arranged someone to watch over it."

But almost no one who originally lived in the old house knew about this.

Yu Jingmo digested it for a while, listening to it as a story, and soon his attention turned to his mobile phone.

Lin Qingchuan waited and waited, but Yu Jingmo never asked him what it was.

A minute later, I couldn't help but turn my head to take a look, only to find that she was holding her phone, completely immersed in it, with a strange smile on her face.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that the other person's attention was completely diverted and the smile on his face became more and more weird, the boy couldn't help but speak again.

"I'm knocking..." Yu Jingmo suddenly reacted, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "I'm reading Weibo."

Lin Qingchuan frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, but didn't think about it, "Aren't you curious about what it is?"

Yu Jingmo blinked and took two seconds to realize what he said. "It's okay. It's not yours. Don't worry. I'm an open-minded parent."

She said righteously, "I respect the privacy of my child very much, you don't have to worry!"

"..." Lin Qingchuan took a deep breath, "You can ask."

Yu Jingmo paused and looked at him suspiciously.

The boy had a youthful and handsome face, but the expectation in his eyes revealed his true feelings.

Just like a kid who can't wait to show off to his parents after getting something good.

Yu Jingmo turned off his phone, his expression filled with curiosity and seriousness, "Then tell me what it is, I guess it's shares!"

Lin Qingchuan shook his head, "No."

Yu Jingmo: "A large sum of money? Real estate? A company? A yacht?"

Lin Qingchuan: “…neither.”

"Then just say it straight!" She was tired. There were so many things rich people could give her!

Lin Qingchuan didn't keep it a secret, "It's gold."

"..."

It is indeed the favorite thing of the older generation, and of course no one hates it until now.

It can be said to be eternal hard currency.

Yu Jingmo opened his mouth, "A lot?"

Lin Qingchuan: "Not many, just over 200."

???

There are more than 200 sticks, and if each stick weighs more than 100 grams, that would be more than 10 million!

But maybe this really doesn’t matter to the Lin family!

Yu Jingmo thought sourly.

"If you have any jewelry you want to make, you can take it and make it. Melt down a hundred strands first?"

Lin Qingchuan's voice was calm, as if he was talking about what to eat tonight.

The boy really thought there was nothing wrong with it.

I've heard Cheng Yan say before that Aunt Wu doesn't often wear gold jewelry, but she likes to melt the gold and design it.

Even if you just put it at home and look at it, you will feel happy.

Moreover, gold jewelry customized by designers generally does not look old-fashioned. Instead, it is more delicate and pretty than silver jewelry.

Yu Jingmo's eyes widened. "To make jewelry? One hundred pieces?"

Lin Qingchuan was a little confused, "You don't like jewelry? You can make it into a decoration, and melt it down if it's not enough."

Yu Jingmo hesitated for a long time before he was ready to refuse with great reluctance.

How could she take a child's money!

But just before she was about to speak, she raised her eyes and caught the light in the boy's eyes.

As vivid as the gurgling stream in spring, it melts all the ice.

She paused for a moment and said, "Then make it into a decoration. I'll go back and draw the picture."

Although Lin Qingchuan's facial expression didn't change much, his mood was visibly high.

"Row."

When he got home, Yu Jingmo picked up the tablet and started drawing little flower fairies.

She designed several images for several existing characters.

Finally I chose the ones I liked best.

She was painting in the small enclosed garden on the first floor. When she saw Lin Qingchuan passing by, she suddenly thought of something.

"Would you like one?"

She stood the tablet up and pointed at the proud little daffodil on it with a pen. "It just so happens that I have designed several different ones, all in your image."

Lin Qingchuan took a few glances and couldn't say the words of refusal he had originally intended to say.

After making his choice, he still stood there without moving.

Yu Jingmo raised his eyes and asked, "Anything else?"

The boy was obviously a little hesitant, but soon said, "Make one for dad too."

Yu Jingmo sat up straight, "I'll draw one now!"

In just over ten minutes, a delicate, cute, cool-faced and handsome little flower fairy appeared on the screen.

Although out of selfishness, Yu Jingmo drew a little more baby fat, it is still clear that this is a smaller version of Lin Hui!

Lin Qingchuan looked at it once, then looked at it again, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

When he finally got over the visual shock, he asked curiously, "What kind of flower is father?"

Yu Jingmo pointed at the flower on the little man's clothes and said, "Overlord Flower."

"..."

Lin Qingchuan put his fist to his mouth and said, "Send me the picture and I'll find someone to do it."

"No need to divide, just this total one."

Yu Jingmo nodded and said as he sent it out, "I want the one with the small chrysanthemum flower."

Lin Qingchuan hummed, and Yu Jingmo took it as if he understood.

**

The people Lin Qingchuan found were indeed very efficient. On the afternoon of the third day, Yu Jingmo got a golden figurine that was half the size of his palm!

The workmanship is so fine that even the patterns on the clothes are perfectly restored.

It’s just, “Didn’t I say I wanted chrysanthemums?”

But there was a row in front of her, with every character except Narcissus.

Lin Qingchuan said calmly, "Because I think each one is beautiful."

Indeed, each one looks good and feels heavy in the hand, and Yu Jingmo can't let them go.

Luxurious, too luxurious!

She patted the boy's shoulder vigorously, "Thank you, Brother Chuan!!"

Without waiting for Lin Qingchuan to say anything, she stuffed the extremely cute Amazon Flower mixed in with her figurines into his hands and said, "Remember to give it to your dad when he comes back."

"..."