Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Xia Xiaogui didn't come back for a long time, but Zhu Wen couldn't help but went back to the village a few times, with a mixed look on his face.The business was neither good nor bad, and Zhu Wen was more concerned about picking cotton, which was one of her few hobbies.

Xia Murong's mind is still inseparable from making money. Going to school is a must, but money is never too much.During these years, the thing that left the deepest impression on Xia Murong was money.Because of money, he and his mother suffered a lot in Xia's house.Because of the money, he and his mother are in an embarrassing situation in the village.

The flower house in the courtyard was watched by Xia Murong, and there were no flowers in it for a long time, but the temperature-controllable equipment had already made Xia Murong extremely greedy.Xia Murong used to have a stall to set up, so naturally he wouldn't be thinking about other things all day long, but now it's different, except for studying, life is quite boring, and his hands start to itch, and he can't hold it back.

So, when the little guy announced that get out of class was over, Xia Murong began to walk around the yard, picking left and right, squinting at the flowers in the yard, obviously thinking about something.Young Master Jiao looked left and right while guarding his poor benefactor, and finally it fell on the face of the poor benefactor, on that dazzling and beautiful blond hair, envious and proud.

As soon as the afternoon study time was over, Xia Murong dragged his mother to fiddle with the flowers, selected some easy-to-raise varieties, and carefully transplanted them into the flower house.Young Master Jiao looked at it, curled his lips, "It's easy to feed, why put it in the greenhouse? It takes up space, and it's natural to put some delicate and precious flower seeds in the greenhouse. If it's like this now, How about planting some fruits and vegetables, if you succeed, you won’t have to worry about the vegetables you want to eat.”

When Young Master Jiao complained so casually, Xia Murong was stunned, and Zhu Wen nodded, thinking it made sense.After a while, Xia Murong raised his eyebrows, boy, the words are so right that the dreamer is awakened.Xia Murong vaguely had such an idea, but it never took shape, and he was more tied to the name "greenhouse". The first thought was how to grow flowers.

In the following time, Young Master Jiao found that the poor benefactor of his family was even busier, and worked happily on the not-so-big conservatory. The space was only 36 square meters, and it was filled to the brim with the poor benefactor, mother and son.It's a pity that this greenhouse was not built with much care, and it was basically not used, so it was ruined into a small vegetable garden, and it was still equipped with air conditioning.

Xia Murong's idea is quite simple. Since the greenhouse can control the temperature, how difficult can the so-called roc breeding be?Xia Murong, who has sold side dishes, knows how expensive off-season vegetables are. How could he not be tempted, and naturally serve the vegetables in this room more carefully, busy and fulfilling.

In comparison, the one who lived the most prosperous life is naturally our delicate young master. He is also busy every day so that the quality of sleep is greatly improved, but his little face is getting fatter just by looking at it.Young Master Jiao discovered this by himself. After comforting himself in front of the mirror for a while, the little guy still pouted and flew into his brother's arms.

Xia Murong hugged the little guy firmly, weighed it silently, and confirmed that the little guy has gained a lot of weight.In order to take care of the little guy's emotions, Xia Murong expressed silence to some questions.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he already knows how to love beauty, but Young Master Jiao doesn't care about his face, but stares at the number on the scale, refusing to believe this "bad news"

What should I do now, what the hell if my brother can't hold him all at once?Need to lose weight?No, it feels too uncomfortable to be hungry, not to mention that it is time for me to grow my body.In fact, the "culprit" of this matter is Aunt Zhu Wen Zhu. Since Aunt Zhu came, Master Jiao has regained his good fortune. He eats all day long and has a belly full. a full burp.Even meat dishes that I haven't tasted once in a long time appear more frequently. Young Master Jiao pondered, it may not be because the family has no money that they couldn't eat meat before, maybe it was because neither of them knew how to cook?

But can this "culprit" be cleaned up?It's impossible, his brother has to clean him up first!

In this way, the bored Young Master Jiao secretly thought about the fatness of his body, the most obvious manifestation is the little tail that can't be shaken off all day long around Xia Murong's front and back, euphemistically called sports lose weight.

But the poor benefactor explicitly forbids him to get close to any messy areas, and he is naturally not allowed to enter the freshly renovated greenhouse.Watching the poor benefactor busy inside alone through the glass eyes, Young Master Jiao felt left out.

The busy time always passes quickly, and more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

The rapeseed Xia Murong sowed took root and sprouted, and it was really able to grow out-of-season vegetables. Xia Murong was very happy, and it was the first step.It's a pity that these vegetables seem to be not very good in size and appearance, and they don't want to pull a few when they are still sprouts.But what does it matter?The big deal is that the first batch of family members ate it.

The vegetables in the yard still have to be sold, and we can’t finish them.Xia Murong got up early every three days to sell vegetables, which was won by Young Master Jiao's eyes, and he was stubborn.He knew that some people were born to work and couldn't stay idle, but the poor benefactors had dark circles under their eyes, so how could they be so troublesome?

Yawning, Young Master Jiao seriously corrected the homework of the poor benefactor, frowning his pretty brows, and occasionally raised his eyes to peek at the expressions of the people on the other side.However, Xia Murong has been looking at the book very calmly. The exercise book last night seems to have nothing to do with him, and the little guy's hesitation seems to not arouse his interest.

In fact, he is rare for the little guy who hesitates to take care of his emotions. Maybe it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, but in Xia Murong's view, his family has always been outspoken. He can hesitate to speak for a long time, which already means that he is different in the other party's heart.

It's kind of mean, but it feels better to be treated special, and all other emotions are suppressed beneath it.

The poor benefactor is leisurely and leisurely, but Young Master Jiao is in a hurry here, nunuzui, priority is given to study and aside from emotions.Young Master Jiao finally made up his mind, and his imposing manner came back. He knocked on the knee of the poor benefactor like iron, "Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! Brother, are you not in the right state of study recently? How can you do this?" If you do this again, I...I'll tell Aunt Zhu that you won't be allowed to fiddle with the flower house!"

Xia Murong, who couldn't study well, froze a bit, and admitted that the little guy had caught him.He is indeed a little absent-minded about his studies these days, always thinking about running into the vegetable garden, wishing he could always record the growth of the foodies in the greenhouse.

Another point is that the difficulty of high school courses has indeed increased a lot. Many contents seem simple, but it is so easy to understand and apply them deeply.

But don't worry about this.The more difficult the content is, the more difficult it will be to learn!Young Master Jiao felt that this was a big problem, and the job of the poor benefactor had to be handed over to others.As for this other person, hehe, as long as he takes protective measures, it's okay.

The days passed unremarkably until the end of November, and the two reached an agreement on the issue of the small vegetable garden.You can continue tinkering, but learning is the most important thing. Teacher Yanyan is still very persistent. How dare Xia Murong not listen?

Zhu Wen looked at the two children's awkwardness about this matter every time, and found it quite funny.In fact, it's not really awkward, Xia Murong can still haggle with his family?But he was worried about the truth of Xiaocaiyuan, and the results of the test papers were generally true, and there was no excuse.

In Zhu Wen's eyes, Mu Mu has always been stable and capable, and she was able to take charge of herself early on, which really helped her a lot as a mother.But now, he can still see such a big wood playfully playing with a little boy. It seems that he is blindly catering to the little boy's reprimand, but in fact, the smile that has always been in the corner of his mouth has betrayed him. his state of mind.

After all, the good days can't last long, and the quiet atmosphere can't be maintained all the time.Zhu Wen didn't expect that she had already moved to the town, and Xu Lan would chase her home.This time, the target was not Zhu Wen. As soon as she entered the door, the woman dressed in western style rushed to Xia Murong in a few strides, and asked sharply, "Mu Mu, tell me clearly, did you bring our Xiaofei to the ground?" ?”

Such a thoughtless question made Zhu Wen's face turn cold and Xuan Xuan's big black eyes widened.Xia Murong didn't do anything wrong, so he was naturally very calm. He was used to the aunt's character of being so fussy and unforgiving.

Putting the words behind each other, and being caught off guard, Xu Lan yelled, "Little bastard, you are talking about you, don't hide behind the wood for me!" After saying that, Xu Lan was about to reach out and pull out the declaration, The angry expression rushed towards his little guy all at once, and Xia Murong's face also turned cold.

"Auntie, please speak up if you have something to say." Frowning, Xia Murong sat on the sofa with the little guy in his arms, protecting the little guy inside. Seeing that this posture was already displeased.Regarding the grievances of the previous generation, he knows neither too much nor too little, and he doesn't care if there are too many twists and turns inside. His mother told him to avoid messing with Xu Lan's family. endured.

His baby has been wronged, which is completely different from being scolded himself!

"What's there to say? I also found out the identity of this kid. How could he be better with such a mother! Just tell the truth, Mu Mu. Did this kid seduce you and even kiss you? Hmph , Did my Xiao Fei see it?" As soon as the conversation changed, Xu Lan immediately shifted the gun to Zhu Wen, "This is your good son! How dare you play with a boy at such a young age! What kind of heart do you have for bringing down my son! Let me tell you, Zhu Wen, that you and your son are also virtuous, I..."

"Get out!" Manifesto tugged at the poor benefactor's clothes, poked his head out, and said lightly and expressionlessly.This is his home, why do people always come to destroy it!

The author has something to say: This can be regarded as going to school...