Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

Hua Ke found some ointment and applied it to the bombardment. "Son, where is the tin box where you kept your money?"

Mom really wants his money? How cruel.

Zha Pao's butt hurt, and his heart hurt even more. In his heart, he was still begging Hua Ke to let him give him his pocket money. He said pitifully, "Mom, I only have one dollar and thirty-eight cents."

"Oh, one of them is mine, and you have to give the rest back to your grandma."

"Grandma said she doesn't want it~"

"You have to pay it back even if you don't want it. You probably owe your grandma more than thirty or eighty cents. Let's just say it's two dollars. You can calculate how much you still owe."

She went to work in the county town when the twins were two years old. Although she was busy, she taught the twins reading and counting every time she went home. She thought they should be able to answer such simple questions quickly.

With tears in his eyes, Zha Pao counted on his fingers for several minutes and said, "I owe you one dollar and seventy-three cents."

"No, no, brother, you calculated it wrong. You're one dollar and sixty-two cents short." Wen Nanzhi, who had calculated it two minutes earlier, told him kindly.

"Wen Beicheng, how did you calculate it?"

Zha Pao said nothing and calculated it again, and it was really one dollar and sixty-two cents.

"Where is your tin box? I'll bring it over and you count it again for me."

Feeling that his mother was questioning his math skills, Zha Pao was a little unhappy and said sullenly, "In the cupboard in grandma's room where the biscuits and brown sugar are kept."

Hua Ke had just walked out when Wang Baoju pushed the door open, steam coming out of the enamel cup in her hand. "Zha Pao, drink the ginger soup quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

"I don't want to drink!"

He doesn't like the taste of ginger.

"You have to drink it. If you don't, you'll have to go to the barefoot doctor for an acupuncture injection. Grandma has already cooled it down. It's not very hot."

Zhapao buried his head in the pillow, unwilling to look at Wang Baoju.

Wang Baoju patted Zhapao's feet and advised him earnestly, "Drink it. Grandpa made it for you. It's easy to catch a cold and have a runny nose when you play in the water in this weather. Goudan and the others want some too."

"No no, I won't catch a cold."

Hua Ke took the box to the window and listened quietly, wanting to know what other tricks Wang Baoju had.

"Zha Pao, come and drink it. I removed all the ginger slices. If you don't drink it now, it won't work."

"I don't drink!"

"After you finish drinking, grandma will make you malted milk." (Bribery)

"No!" He was tired of drinking malted milk.

"Come and drink quickly, your mother will be back soon. Do you still want to be beaten by her?" (Intimidation)

"Pumpkin, help me drink~"

Wen Nanzhi stood on tiptoe and looked at the ginger soup. "I don't want to drink it either. It's too spicy."

Wang Baoju looked at the door and used her ultimate move, "Drink the cannon quickly, and grandma will give you 10 cents." (It's still bribery)

"I want two cents!"

"Okay, I'll give it to you after you finish drinking it."

Wen Nanzhi walked over from the bedside, "Grandma, I want one too~"

"What do you want? You weren't beaten." She asked for 40 cents for each person out of 20 cents, but she didn't have that much money to give her.

"Grandma, if you don't give it to me, I'll tell mom!"

Wen Nanzhi is no pushover, "I want to have what my brother has too! We are the same."

"Hey, little girl..." Wang Baoju saw the figure at the door and immediately changed her words, "We have everything, everyone can drink a little."

"What's there?" Hua Ke asked with a cold face.

"We all have ginger soup to drink, what are you doing with the money for the firecrackers? I said I don't want his money."

"If you don't want it, forget it, but he still wants to compensate the family two dollars. Keep that two dollars to buy meat."

Wang Baoju choked and said, “Then I still want it.” I can just return it to him when the time comes.

"But I don't want to give it to you," Hua Ke snatched the enamel cup and said to Zha Pao in a stern voice, "Wen Beicheng, you have one minute to drink it!"

Facing the suddenly fierce Hua Ke, Zha Pao dared not complain, turned his head with difficulty, frowned and gulped down the warm ginger soup. Ah! It's so hard to drink! His life is more bitter than ginger soup!

"Mom, I'm done drinking." He showed Hua Ke the empty cup.

"Isn't it drinkable? Why do you have to give me both malted milk and money? Mom, you have a lot of money, right? Wen Beicheng, I think it's not good to always ask your elders for money. I won't give you pocket money for the next three months."

Oh, the situation is not good. Wen Nanzhi shrank silently in the corner of the bed to reduce her presence. Mom punished her brother, so she shouldn't punish her. She didn't ask for money actively. She asked her grandmother for money only after she saw her grandmother giving money to her brother. If her grandmother didn't give her money, she would ask her grandfather for it.

When Zha Pao heard these words, he was immediately upset. When he knew he had to pay back the three yuan, he was in a bad mood. Now he had no pocket money for three months. Without thinking, he smashed the innocent cup to the ground and said angrily: "Grandma said she would give it to me first! Mom, you are too much! I hate you!"

"Yes... yes, I said it first, Hua Ke, please stop deducting the pocket money from Bombardier. If you are going to deduct it, just deduct it for one month, right? Three months is too long."

"Mom, can you please stop making trouble? He already lives better than other children. Does the family need food, drink and clothes for him? I give them pocket money every week, and you and dad also give them some. Isn't it enough? Which child in the village has so much money to spend every month? How many children have never even received New Year's money?

Wen Beicheng, don't think I don't know. Just now your grandma said she would give you 10 cents. Did you double it and ask for 20 cents? Judging from your behavior, this is not the first time this has happened. Does your grandma satisfy you every time? Do you think our family is a big landlord and has a lot of money? "

"Oh! Don't say that!" Wang Baoju covered Hua Ke's mouth with her hand, looking panicked. "We are farmers with a good family background! Every generation has been poor farmers! It has been certified by the organization!"

Hua Ke pulled away Wang Baoju's dry hand and continued to ask: "Wen Beicheng, do you really think I'm going too far?"

Zha Pao lay on the quilt and cried, which made Wang Baoju feel distressed. "Zha Pao didn't mean to say that. Don't take what a child says seriously."

"But I took it seriously. What children say is often their truest thoughts. If you hate me, then go find a mother you like. I won't stop you. And don't sleep with me tonight. Sleep with your grandparents. They will give you money."

Hua Ke picked up the cup and left the room. She couldn't wait to send this bastard to the island for training.

"Hey, Hua--Xiao Ke!" Wang Baoju couldn't hold Hua Ke back. She turned around and saw two distinct tear marks on Wen Nanzhi's face at the corner of the bed. Her eyes were red from crying. "Pumpkin, your mother didn't scold you, why are you crying?"

"Wuwu, brother, please don't hate mom, mom will be sad~ I don't want a new mom~ Wuwu..." Wen Nanzhi cried and crawled to Zhapao, touching his short hair, "Brother, I will give you half of my pocket money, please don't hate mom~"

"I don't hate my mother." Zhapao opened his red and swollen eyes and looked at Wen Nanzhi and said.

Now his mother hates him and she wants to send him to his grandmother's room and not let him sleep with her.