The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

Cong Buxiao paused for a moment, but did not stop.

He looked down at the girl's soft white cheeks and cute expression, and the expression on her face was somewhat indescribable.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask.

"Does the Patriarch know?"

"?" Qingqing raised her little face, her clear eyes blank, and asked in a baby voice, "What does Mommy know?"

"I know you can curse." And the curses are so heartbreaking.

The little girl looked at him in shock, her eyes wide open without moving, and her baby voice raised a little as she retorted childishly.

"How could you curse me, Qingqing?"

The little girl was so anxious that her mouth was trembling. After thinking for a while, she added another sentence.

"Qingqing has never cursed anyone!"

The tone is very cute, the accent is slightly raised, and every word is spoken very seriously.

Cong Buxiao didn't say anything, she was still explaining herself.

"Uncle Xiaoxiao, don't talk nonsense in front of Mom. Don't you know that Qingqing just helped you?"

The little girl who was splashed with dirty water felt extremely aggrieved. She had just asked her mother to find more work for Uncle Xiaoxiao to earn more money, but she didn't expect Uncle Xiaoxiao to slander her!

No one would be happy about this, let alone a child.

Wen You was defending her earnestly, "That's right, Qingqing never scolds anyone, it's usually me who does it."

He even said this with a little pride.

Because Qingqing really didn't look like she had any aggressive power, and standing there didn't look like she was there to quarrel, but rather like she was there to be a mascot.

So usually after a conflict with others at school, Wen You would not let her speak but would rush to the front to reason with others.

Qingqing only needed to nod and agree behind her. If she said a few more words occasionally, Wen You would think she was performing exceptionally well.

If she could look at her with those bright, admiring eyes, Wen You would feel more motivated.

So she could raise her finger and guarantee that Qingqing would never curse!

Both girls were very serious. Although Wen You also felt that Qingqing was pitiful because of his poor brain, it was not a reason to slander Qingqing.

She was a little angry, her delicate little face was cold, and she was seriously defending her best friend.

"Uncle Xiaoxiao, you need to apologize to Qingqing. Just now Qingqing was asking Aunt Xiao to help you. Now you are talking nonsense and slandering her. It's really too much."

Hearing her words, Cong Buxiao, who had been looking nonchalant, suddenly stopped.

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Let Xiao Qingdai help him?

Such strange words, is Xiao Qingdai the kind of woman who would help others? She has always only oppressed him.

The killer uncle, who was not interested in anything and just wanted to finish the mission as soon as possible and return to the island to live a carefree life, had a bad premonition in his heart.

His intuition has always been accurate.

He looked at the two little girls in his arms.

They both had the same expression, all puffed up, like little pufferfish that were pissed after having their shoes polished.

Cong Buxiao pursed his lips, and a bad premonition in his heart became stronger. He opened his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice.

At this time, he didn't hesitate to speak, "What did you ask the Patriarch to help me with?"

With the idea of making the person in front of him feel guilty and then apologize to Qingqing, little Wenyou coughed, cleared his throat deliberately, and then used his childish and crisp voice.

She spoke clearly, word for word, "Let Aunt Xiao find you a job to earn money, so you can afford medical treatment!"

Cong Buxiao didn't hear the second half of the sentence. His mind was full of "Let Aunt Xiao find you a job to make money."

Aunt Xiao, find a job, make money...

Cong Buxiao froze and his gaze moved towards Qingqing in disbelief.

The little dumpling also raised his face with a proud expression.

"Yes, yes, Sister Wenyou is right~" She felt very proud of helping those in need, "I told Mom that!"

Cong Buxiao's expression gradually collapsed: "..."

He was not in a hurry to go back and report, because he knew that even if he finished the work now, Xiao Qingdai would not let him go back.

And the reason for all this is because!

What the little guy in front of him said!

The killer uncle gnashed his teeth in anger, "What have you done?"

The little girl, who hadn't noticed the difference in his tone, replied in a clear voice, "Let mom help you find a job."

Uncle Xiaoxiao is really stupid. She and Sister Wenyou have said it several times, but he still doesn’t understand.

Wen You also felt so, but when she thought about what Aunt Shuangjiang said, that this person had a brain disease, she said she could understand it.

"So your slander against Qingqing just now was excessive. You should thank her."

Cong Buxiao took a deep breath.

Thank her?

He wanted to beat her!

A man on the verge of a mental breakdown quickly retracted his words that he thought the two girls were cute.

He suppressed his emotions, picked up the two little girls from the ground again, and ran faster.

I've never seen him so active in doing tasks.

Of course, there was no other reason for the acceleration. He just wanted to run back quickly and ask Xiao Qingdai to take back the order.

He wants sunshine, beaches, anime and games, not to be a laborer for Xiao Qingdai here!

Thinking of this, he ran even faster, giving instructions to the little ball in his arms as he ran.

"Tell your mother I don't want to find a job. I just want to stay at home."

He ran so fast that all Qingqing's ears were filled with the sound of the wind. In addition, Cong Bushao's voice was not loud either, so Xiaotuanzi could not hear some of the words clearly.

She added what she wanted to say.

"Tell your mother that I want to find a job and earn money to support the family..."

Qingqing silently repeated what she had just heard in her heart, and a thought arose in her mind that it was just as she expected.

I didn't expect that Uncle Xiaoxiao wanted to make money so much. It seems that his situation is much worse than I thought.

The kind little girl decided not to bother with him about the slander he had just made against her.

She turned her head and promised him with a soft and cute face: "I know, Uncle Xiaoxiao, I will tell mom!"

Cong Buxiao's broken heart was slightly mended.

If this little girl said this, Xiao Qingdai would definitely agree.

Although he hasn't had any contact with her recently, he heard from his colleagues that the person who has the most influence in the Xiao family right now is the little girl in his arms.

He could also tell from the previous few encounters that the once ruthless Xiao Qingdai was no longer there, and the one who appeared before them now was a cuckold with no bottom line.

So as long as the girl agrees, the plan is almost eighty percent successful.

Cong Bushiao ran fast, eagerly bringing the two little girls in his arms back to Xiao Qingdai.

When he put Qingqing down, he poked the little girl on the back with his finger.

When the other person turned around, he gave her a wink, signaling her to hurry forward.

"oh oh!"

The little girl immediately got the meaning, nodded softly and cutely, then jumped towards Xiao Qingdai.

A round little green ball, the hair on her body floats slightly as she walks, like a hairy seaweed ball.

Cong Buxiao watched her walk over with satisfaction and lie on Xiao Qingdai's legs.

Then she said softly, "Mom, please give Uncle Xiaoxiao more work! He needs to earn money to support the family!"

The shock these words gave him was no less than a thunderclap exploding above his head.

Uncle Xiaoxiao, who had to earn money to support his family, was gently shattered in an inconspicuous corner.

How can he support a family when he is an orphan picked up by a killer organization?