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

Wei Miao had a smile in his eyes, thinking back to when he first came here, he was so hungry that he went out to find food. He happened to see Wu Ziyang, who lived opposite his house, holding an apple and preparing to go out.

Her eyes and body were very honest, staring straight at the apple in Wu Ziyang's hand.

Wu Ziyang handed the apple to her and asked her, "Do you want to eat it?"

Wei Miao was a little arrogant as it was his first time meeting someone, so he opened his mouth and said, "I don't want to eat!"

Then saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

In the end, she not only ate an apple, but also ate up everything edible in Wu Ziyang's house.

Wu Ziyang was so shocked that he shouted, "You little brat, you're going to bankrupt me."

Wei Miao, who had eaten and drunk her fill, was in a good mood. She slumped on the sofa in his spacious living room, and didn't mind letting this man, who was only a few years older than her, take advantage of her.

Anyway, the human lifespan is extremely short, so why should she bother with them?

Wei Ling was embarrassed and annoyed by his smile, so she stomped her feet and ran away with the fruit basket.

Wu Ziyang laughed enough, took out a ten-yuan French currency from his pocket and stuffed it directly into Wei Miao's patched pocket:

"The gang that was involved in the fight has paid the fine, and I have secured ten dollars in compensation for your father. Now that he has woken up, he should eat more delicious food and get well soon."

Wei Miao bit her lip. She was not really only ten years old. Even if those gangs paid the fines, why would they give them, the ordinary people? It would be divided up from one level down to the next.

What Wu Ziyang gave him was probably his share of the money.

"Brother Wu, thank you. I remember the hospital fees you paid and the money you paid for this time. I have to pay you back, and I will also remember the favor."

After Wei Miao finished speaking, he bowed to him solemnly again.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide timely assistance. She should have remembered these favors.

Wu Ziyang looked at the serious little boy and chuckled, "Okay, I'll be waiting."

His house is the best in the entire alley.

Unfortunately, my brother died in the Northern Expedition a few years ago. My parents took my younger brother to Nanjing to bury my brother, but they have not been found since.

In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the happy family of five. He also lived a life of debauchery for a long time.

Later, through the help of his uncle who worked in a bank in the French Concession, he was arranged to work as a low-level patrolman in the police station.

He didn't want to move and just wanted to stay here so that when his parents and brother came back, the lights would always be on in the house.

He likes the little brats in the Wei family very much, especially Wei Miao.

Every time he was on patrol and saw her seriously selling things to foreigners, he always felt that this little girl had a promising future.

"I'm going back. It will take a hundred days for my injured bones to heal. I need to rest well."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and saw a girl with bright eyes and white teeth standing behind him. She tilted her head and smiled at him, revealing her pointed little fangs. She was very pretty and cute.

"Brother Ziyang."

Xu Manhua's eyes fell on his hanging arm and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Wu Ziyang, who was cynical the previous second, became shaky the next second.

"Ouch, I am dazzled. I actually saw my junior schoolmate Manhua?"

Xu Manhua hurried forward to support him, and said coquettishly:

"How did you run away from the hospital? I was so worried."

Wu Ziyang pretended to be weak and said, "Why was my heart pounding when I was coming back?"

Xu Manhua's cheeks flushed and she glanced at him coquettishly.

Wei Miao looked at the backs of the handsome man and beautiful woman walking home together, and said to his sister who was secretly peeking out and glaring:

"We have rice. Let's go make porridge for Dad."

Wei Ling was holding a large bag of fruit in her hand and made a face, "Brother, another young lady who likes Brother Ziyang."

Wei Miao raised his hand and rubbed her soft head, teaching her:

"Don't say this in front of outsiders, or else Angkor Wu won't let you eat the fruit."

Wei Ling looked at her elder brother speechlessly and said:

"Brother, I'm not stupid. Brother Ziyang has no other problems except being a playboy. How could I say bad things about him in front of outsiders?"

Wei Miao walked into the kitchen and put down the things in his hands.

I saw the four little kids staring at the black and burnt scallion pancakes.

She suddenly felt a little sour in her heart. She had experienced this feeling many times in this world. It was not unfamiliar, but she did not like it.

Only those who are not very happy will feel sad.

But this kind of emotion was beneficial to her cultivation, so she just let it go, slowly accepting and experiencing the feeling, and felt quite touched.

Perhaps this is what the system said: If you want to restore your entity and return to your ancestral land, you must complete the mission.

Experience the seven sorrows and eight sufferings of all things in the universe, and use your points to exchange for natural treasures to transform into human form.

The system was messed up by her, so there was no need to think about getting points.

But she can collect fireworks. Pure fireworks are the top-grade energy she cultivates.

"Wash the grapes with warm water later, and we'll eat them together after dinner."

"really?"

Wei Ping and Wei Li, who were standing at the kitchen door, brightened their eyes, and even Wei Ran swallowed.

Wei Miao nodded, and the children cheered.

“1、2、3、4、5、6。。。”

In the kitchen, two little girls were counting grapes one by one.

Wei Ling washed rice and cooked, while Wei Ran watched the fire in the stove.

Wei Miao looked at the thin layer of rice in Wei Ling's rice-washing basin, and put some in with a small bowl.

"Brother, this is too much." Wei Ling frowned, and her little face showed an expression that showed that her brother didn't know how to live.

Wei Miao put the scallion pancakes on the stove to heat them up, and said to the eager little ones in a relaxed manner:

"I've been tossing and turning since early morning. I need to eat a bowl of thick porridge to feel better."

Wei Ling always listened to her elder brother. She forcibly turned her eyes away from the scallion pancake and turned to wash the rice.

Wei Li opened the brown paper package that Wei Miao brought back and exclaimed, "Brother, look, it's meat filling."

Wei Miao looked at the meat filling in a small bag of wontons, his mouth twitched, and then he said to the children:

"This matter must be kept secret. No one can tell it, right?"

Xiao Jiangsu is a shrewd and versatile person, but he is also very calculating. If he knew that there was a thief in the family who could secretly give away more than ten bowls of meat filling, he would definitely punish him according to the family rules.

The little ones nodded heavily, like chicks pecking at rice.

Wei Miao handed the meat filling to Wei Ling, "Add another bowl of rice and cook more porridge. Leave the white porridge for dad and put the meat filling in the rest. We will eat meat porridge today."

After hearing this, Wei Ling hesitated. This was too extravagant.

But thinking that the last time she ate meat was half a month ago, she didn't want to object at all.

Wei Miao was a hunter in his previous life. He would lie still in one place, and when his prey went to drink water, he would pounce on it from behind and bite its neck with his sharp teeth. Basically, no prey could escape.

Lions rarely go hungry.

She is the "eldest son" in this life. Before she was eight years old, she always thought she was a boy and she didn't like girls' affairs at all.

After Wei Miao came, she had even less patience for cooking and washing clothes.

Fortunately, Wei Ling, who is only 8 years old, is quite talented in housework and has inherited the cooking genes from Xu Ayu's ancestors.