Traveling through shopping malls, making a fortune by selling instant noodles

Chapter 619: Trying to Slack Off and Being Overheard by the Boss

After the matter was settled, Lin Yutang and the others saw that it was early, so they went home together.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the Lin Mansion, I saw my grandmother and aunt already waiting there.

"Hurry, hurry, use the pomelo leaves to get rid of the bad luck!"

Mrs. Tang took a handful of pomelo leaves and patted Luan again and again.

"When my grandma asked me for pomelo leaves, I also saw pomelo leaf spray!"

Lin Yutang said as she took out a bottle of emerald green spray from the small bag she was carrying.

It says: Pomelo Leaf Good Luck Spray.

"Wow! There's this too?!"

Linzhi widened her eyes. How come this department store has everything?

"Yes! As long as there's a demand, there's nothing we can't make. But grandma thinks patting yourself with fresh pomelo leaves is more comfortable!"

Lin Yutang watched her grandmother ruthlessly hitting her second uncle with pomelo leaves, and laughed so hard that she covered her mouth.

After all, grandma was worried sick at the time, afraid that the simple-minded second uncle would be abducted. If she didn't slap him hard now, how could he learn his lesson?

After the pomelo leaves were patted, a brazier collapsed, and then Luan and others entered the house.

"Xiaotang, call Jingnian and your Aunt Hui and the others to come over for dinner later! Xuan Er and Xiao Qi, don't leave either, let's eat together here tonight."

After giving the instructions, Mrs. Tang went straight into the kitchen to cook dinner. These kids had been busy all afternoon, so she had to make some delicious food to reward them.

And the unlucky Shi Xiaofei is finally gone, this is worth celebrating!

"Okay, grandma!"

Linzhi and the others responded happily.

Lin Yutang sent a message to Qiao Jingnian, asking him to bring the Queen Mother and Nanny Gui with him, and then she went to the kitchen.

Linzhi, Anshi and others sat in the living room with Xuan Er and Xuan Qi to watch TV.

"Fubao, what do you want to see?"

Because little Fubao also came out to play, everyone asked him with a smile what he wanted to see.

Anyway, they can watch whatever Fubao likes to watch, but Fubao may not be able to watch what they like to watch.

It would be too bloody to see someone shot in the head and tearing the Japanese apart with his bare hands.

If you see someone in love and kissing, it's even worse. You have to cover the child's eyes. After all, it's not suitable for children!

"Fat Blue, Fat Blue!"

Fubao suddenly pointed happily at a certain part of the TV and said.

"Where is the blue fat man?"

Xuan Er and others widened their eyes and scanned the TV screen, but they didn't see any blue fat man.

"This this!"

Fubao slid down from the sofa, then ran over and pointed at a blue chubby cartoon character and said.

"Hahahahaha, it turns out to be Doraemon!"

Linzhi explained with a smile, but the blue fat man that Fubao mentioned really fits its image.

"What is this? Does it look good?"

Xuan Er picked up Fubao again and put him on the sofa and asked.

"Hmm! His pockets! Amazing!"

Fubao nodded vigorously.

He now thinks that the "blue fat man" is even more powerful than Ultraman! He can make all kinds of things appear in his pocket, can also make people bigger or smaller, and can go anywhere he wants. It's amazing.

When the cartoon started, everyone was silent and stared at the TV intently. The cute cartoon characters, exaggerated behaviors, and magical props made everyone laugh from time to time.

"This is great! I'm going to start watching from the first episode when I get back!"

After watching one episode, everyone has been completely brainwashed by Doraemon. Xuanji is even imagining how great it would be if he could own a Doraemon.

"If I had a Doraemon, I would ask him to create another me to work part-time, so that the real me can lie comfortably in the dormitory watching TV series and playing games~"

Xuan Er sighed with emotion.

"Oh? Then starting tomorrow you will resign from the Black Iron Army and return home to retire."

A familiar voice sounded from the door, gentle and even with a hint of a smile, but it made Xuan Er's hair stand on end.

Holy crap, is there anything scarier than trying to slack off and having your boss overhear you?!

"Master, Master, I'm joking!"

Xuan Er quickly stood up and walked over with a fawning look on his face. He had just said that the prerequisite for him to do this was to have a Doraemon. Who could find one for him?