I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao had a good night's sleep. When he woke up in the morning, the big yellow croaker in his hand had disappeared.

Looking at the dim sky, she felt refreshed.

That's right, a money-eating beast should eat gold to stay healthy.

Human food can relieve physical hunger, but the emptiness in the soul still needs to be filled with these wealth.

When Wei Miao went out, he saw Lu Pingsheng with black eyes. He was startled and said:

"Brother Lu, did you fight with Little Brother Wu again?"

Lu Pingsheng, with wrinkled clothes and a strong smell of alcohol, walked towards his bedroom and said listlessly:

"I'm sleeping at home today, don't disturb me. Ask the spirit for small matters and empathize with the big ones."

Wei Miao was full of energy and didn't care about his bad attitude. He went out and walked towards Xiao Nanjing's wonton stall.

Looking at the steaming stalls filled with the smell of fireworks under the dim lights, Wei Miao felt a little better.

Among all the merchants in the alley, only Xiao Jiangsu's stall would open at four or five in the morning.

"A Miao, didn't you come back until midnight again yesterday?" Little Jiangsu looked at Wei Miao, who had grown a lot taller, with a smile.

Wei Miao smiled at him and said, "Cook three bowls of wontons."

"Okay."

Wei Miao walked over to Xiao Nanjing who was making wontons and secretly handed him a paper bag:

"These are the cookies I brought back from the party yesterday. They are delicious."

Little Nanjing used his elbow to push the paper bag to a corner of the stuffing basin and smiled brightly at Wei Miao:

"Ah Miao, thank you."

Wei Miao looked at the boy who was a head taller than him and shook his head and said:

"We are brothers, why should we be polite?"

Little Nanjing recalled that when he first arrived, he had a strange temper and was always fighting with people in the alley.

No matter why I fight, if I lose it's okay, but if I win I'll be punished because I'm new here and my dad will always beat me up when I get home.

Later, she heard from people in the alley that the petite Wei Miao was making money outside, so he and a group of hooligans stopped her and asked her for money.

Unfortunately, that day, they were seen by the tall and strong Wei Ada, who dragged him to go find Xiao Jiangsu to reason with him.

Finally, after being persuaded by Wei Miao, he let him go.

Coupled with some things that happened later, the kids started to get used to each other after a lot of interactions.

Wei Miao smiled as she watched Xiao Nanjing put several more wontons in for her, and she opened her mouth and said to him silently: Thank you.

Little Nanjing grinned brightly, and the tall and thin boy's white teeth were very conspicuous.

"Ah Miao, you have been living a comfortable life these days."

Because it was too early, there was no one at Xiao Jiangsu's stall, so he sat next to it, smoking and chatting with the little boy.

"Uncle, it's still more comfortable at your home. My parents get up early and go to chaotic places like the docks, which is always unsafe."

Little Jiangsu secretly sighed that the kid could talk, and said:

"I see how well Mr. Lu takes care of you. When you become successful in the future, don't forget your brother Nanjing."

"The wontons are here." The boy was belittled by his father in front of his friends, and his tone was bad. He brought the wontons to Wei Miao and put them down gently.

Wei Miao smelled the fragrant wontons and said, "Uncle's wontons are the best. They smell better than those sold outside."

Xiao Jiangsu, who was about to scold his son, put on a genuine smile.

"Please send these two bowls to Mr. Lu's house."

Little Nanjing put the wontons on the tray and walked towards Aunt Xiu's original room.

"For a bowl of wontons, put less lard and more chopped green onions."

A delicate voice was heard, and Xiao Jiangsu suddenly stood up, and the small stool under his buttocks fell to the ground with a loud noise.

And then he cried out in pain again, the cigarette butt in his hand fell on his clothes. After a while of panic, he looked at Cui Lijuan's pretty face and asked stutteringly:

"More soup, too?"

Cui Lijuan chuckled and her body trembled, which made Wei Miao, who was watching the show, think of a word:

The woman is middle-aged and her body is full of beauty.

Looking at Xiao Jiangsu who went in to cook wontons by herself, Cui Lijuan raised her hand to smooth the hair on her forehead and walked directly beside Wei Miao.

"Little brat, you came home late last night too?"

Wei Miao nodded, "It's been a long time since I last saw Miss Cui."

Cui Lijuan wore a tight cheongsam. She had severe eye bags due to staying up late, and there were a few not-so-obvious fine lines at the corners of her eyes. She was a beautiful lady.

Cui Lijuan covered her mouth and yawned, "The old lady is probably sleeping soundly now. Let's wait here for a while. It's not good to disturb her sleep."

Wei Miao lowered her head and ate wontons. She was one of the few people in this alley who knew that Cui Lijuan worked in a dance hall.

She knew that Grandma Cui was bothered by it, but she never showed it in front of the old lady.

"Thank you for taking care of my mom when I was away. I'll treat you to some wontons today."

After she finished speaking, she tried to take money out of her wallet, but it was empty. She was not embarrassed and smiled at Xiao Jiangsu who had been stealing glances at her:

"The wontons that the little brat bought today are on my bill. Go and ask my mom to settle the bill."

"Hey! Okay!" Little Jiangsu nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice, just like a young man in love.

When Xiao Nanjing came back from delivering the wontons and saw Cui Lijuan, his face looked gloomy. He ignored her greeting and went into the inner room on his own.

Little Jiangsu smiled ingratiatingly at Cui Lijuan: "Don't mind it, this kid will be like this when he grows up."

When Wei Miao read the famous works given to him by Lu Pingsheng, he would also summarize some things on his own.

This is what she thinks about love: The more difficult and confused human beings are, the more they yearn for beautiful things, such as any emotions that they can control freely.

After Wei Miao finished eating the wontons, he wanted to pay, but Xiao Jiangsu quickly waved his hand and said, "You can't accept it. Li Juan said she would treat you, so she treated you."

Wei Miao didn't argue any further and just went back to give the money to Grandma Cui.

Little Jiangsu may refuse it, but Grandma Cui, who knows what she is doing, will definitely not refuse to give it.

I wanted to pack up a few portions to take home after finishing the meal, but it seems that’s not possible.

When Wei Miao stood up to say goodbye, Cui Lijuan supported her head with one hand and smiled at Wei Miao:

"I heard that you are friends with White Rose?"

Wei Miao said, "We know each other."

Cui Lijuan, who had seen countless people, could not see anything on Wei Miao's face, so she waved her hand casually and said:

"Go ahead and say hello to your parents."

Wei Miao nodded obediently, turned around and walked towards his home.

Before he raised his hand to knock on the door, it opened and he was face to face with Xu Ayu and Wei Ada, who were carrying loads on their shoulders.

Xu Ayu put down his burden and looked at Wei Miao carefully. Only when he saw her fair and rosy face did he put his worries to rest.

"Where's Mr. Lu? I left breakfast for you."

Wei Miao covered his mouth and yawned, "He was tired last night and is resting at home today."

Wei Ada quickly said to Wei Miao, "You should go to bed soon. We can talk about it when we get home at noon."

Two days ago, the couple discussed and bought another burden.

The couple continued to sell braised meat at the pier, each with one child, and closed the stall at noon as usual, taking double the money.

The two were addicted to the joy of making money. Wei Miao's ideas became more and more upright, and he had a very good impression of Lu Pingsheng. As long as Wei Miao went out with him, the two gradually acquiesced.

Wei Miao looked at the two men's backs as they left with their burdens, closed the door and turned around.

When I looked up, I saw Li Xiaoya standing under the eaves of the side house.

When the morning breeze blew, her long, straight black hair hit her overly pale cheeks, making her look a little weird.