Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Carefully rescued his own things, Xia Murong really had no choice but to help the little guy rub it up first, and then he saw the little guy's reaction throughout the whole process, and the expression on his face softened a bit.

The little guy enjoying it at ease relaxed his body and lay on his brother's body, his little face gradually turned red.As the speed of Xia Murong's hands increased, the little guy opened his mouth and opened his eyes, looking at the poor benefactor of his family in a panic, but he was speechless and could only make a few noises that didn't make sense.

The whole body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, Young Master Jiao rubbed his body as if there was nothing, reminiscing about the excellent enjoyment just now, he licked-lick-lips dissatisfiedly, the corners of his mouth curled up, coquettish silently Come.

It's very comfortable, can we do it again?

Xia Murong slightly arched his body, and at some point there was a quilt on his waist.On the outside of the sheet, one hand is still helping to vent the words; inside the sheet, the other hand is speeding up to move his own.

Ignoring Yanyan's longing, Xia Murong's mind was concentrated on a certain place under his body, and he had no time to think about anything more.Finally, wrapped in Yanyan's breath, Xia Murong collapsed on the bed, drenched all over.Enduring it for too long, being too depressed, waiting until I really vented it, it was more exhausting than fighting with someone.

Picking up the food marrow and looking at his little guy eagerly, Xia Murong didn't indulge, and went directly to the bathroom to clean up.In the hot water, Young Master Jiao moved around dissatisfied, very dishonest.Xia Murong patted the little guy's butt twice, which felt good, "Don't move."

Young Master Jiao flattened his mouth, but obediently lay on his brother's chest and stopped making trouble, and was still thinking about when he would do it again?It's really comfortable, if only I could enjoy it every day.Hey, it's so comfortable, why can't you do it every day?

Thanks to the aunt, Xia Murong finally solved a problem in his mind.Close your eyes and hold the boy tighter.From this moment on, Yanyan is his, and he will never let it go.Xia Murong decided so.

After the winter, the new year is over, and spring is ushered in again.The day of school finally came.

After Xia Murong finished washing, he sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the quilt. The little guy who was afraid of the cold immediately scrambled into the quilt, pulling the quilt with his hands and feet, and burrowing while pulling.But today's quilt seemed to be fixed, and it didn't move for a long time.The warmth on his body gradually disappeared, and he shivered slightly. Young Master Jiao unconsciously pouted, "Brother, it's cold."

Xia Murong rubbed his hands, picked up the little guy and coaxed him nimbly, "Be good, raise your left hand."

"Speak well and raise your right hand."

"Speak well, lift your butt."

"Be good, open your eyes."

……

When the declaration came to his senses, he was already sitting at the dining table, his head was like a chicken pecking rice, his mouth was still chewing, but his small eyes were looking at his brother sadly, feeling a little depressed.

"I don't want to be a sophomore in high school." Young Master Jiao repeated listlessly.He has been repeating this sentence for more than half a month, but the villain and the poor money owner just ignore him at all, not to mention being hateful.He also needs to be in the first year of high school. He has to be with the poor benefactor so that he will not be one level behind the poor benefactor, and he will not be separated for a year because of going to college.

Xia Murong didn't say a word, Young Master Jiao was so angry that he wanted to throw his chopsticks, but he still didn't dare, so he could only knock on the bowl resentfully.Even so, he still received the warning eyes from the poor benefactor, Young Master Jiao took back the chopsticks aggrievedly, and held them in his hands in a dignified manner.

"Eat." Xia Murong continued to eat breakfast without changing his expression. It was cold, and it would be cold if he didn't eat any more.

"Oh." Manifesto obediently ate his meal reluctantly, and had to sneak a peek at the poor benefactor from time to time.Well, he figured it out. Recently, poor benefactors are not treating him as well as they used to, and occasionally they would be harsh on him. This is simply going back and forth.Young Master Jiao thought about it, and still felt that he had done nothing wrong, and it was impossible for him to offend the poor benefactor.

Before going out, he declared that there was nothing he could do. He hugged the door frame and didn't let go. He just didn't want to be separated from his brother. Why couldn't even this request be met? It was too much!

Xia Murong stared at Yanyan for a long time, and the little guy's ten fingers clasping the door frame turned white, "Let's go, sign up today, don't be late, if you are a freshman, can Yanyan guarantee to get a scholarship?"

"Huh? Ah, um, it's okay, it's absolutely fine, I promise!" The poor benefactor finally compromised, and Young Master Jiao couldn't be happier, he was even more excited than Xia Murong.After all, Manifesto has been bored at home for long enough, and is really looking forward to breathing fresh air.School, if it's with my brother, it's pretty good.

Students with a score of [-] or more in the senior high school entrance examination can be recruited into the county's No. [-] Middle School, and the tuition fee is [-] yuan per year. Those who are lower than [-] spend money to buy points according to the score value of each level.For students with less than [-] yuan, no matter how much money they have, No. [-] Middle School will not accept them.

In contrast, County No. [-] Middle School gave generous treatment to the so-called top students with a total score of [-] or more. Accommodation and tuition fees were all waived, and a scholarship of [-] was awarded every year, and they were assigned to the so-called experimental class upon entering the school.The premise is that these students can achieve excellent results in the entrance examination.

Right now, Manifesto is preparing for the entrance exam, and the bonus is needed to coax his brother, so he must get it.Xia Murong pushed the door open and came in, the little guy who was leaning on the bed fell asleep with his head tilted in a daze, the book on his lap was spread out, but the little snoring had already started.

Gently took away the book, lay down on one side, touched Yan Yan's face, the little guy immediately shrank down familiarly, nestled into his arms, and then wrapped his hands and feet up.Pulling up the quilt, Xia Murong hugged Lou Yanyan's waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After the results came out, Young Master Jiao rushed into his brother's arms excitedly, his little red face was covered with a little sweat, and he was excited because he was squeezed out by the crowd.Xia Murong stretched out his arms to firmly protect Yanyan, and finally retreated safely from the crowd.The small bulletin board was crowded with people, but Young Master Jiao only cared about begging for rewards from his family's poor benefactor, "Brother, you promised me, you are not allowed to go back on it, and you can't go back on it!"

Once the scholarship is in hand, there is no need to separate it, and it cannot be separated.

"Little idiot, I have already registered my name, can I still transfer to the second year of high school? Trouble!" Xia Murong led his own little idiot back and walked back. It was a pity for the little idiot. Is it really necessary to waste another year?

"Who knows, my brother is the least afraid of trouble." Young Master Jiao said as a matter of course.

Xia Murong: "..."

This year's Spring Festival they didn't have a good time. The whole family gathered in the villa to celebrate the New Year. The third grandmother was so angry that she didn't eat. Xia Murong coaxed her to drink some soup and ate half a bowl of meatballs.The reason... The third grandma looked at her son Xia Xiaogui, at Zhu Wen, at Mu Mu, and then at this strange boy, and sighed repeatedly.

What is this called? A family is not a family. Her Xiaogui is still alone.Zhu Wen is a woman who can be trusted. She wants to run away all day long. Mu Mu is obedient and sensible, but she is not her own grandson, so she can send Xiaogui to her death in the future?Now I have another mouth to add, oh, oh, Xiaogui, isn't it hard enough!

Before the third day of the Lunar New Year was over, the third grandma said, "It's better to go home for the New Year. No matter how good someone else's house is, it's someone else's house" and went back.She said this to Zhu Wen, obviously blaming Zhu Wen for all the faults.

In fact, in the heart of the third grandma, this foreign girl is not a good person. She took advantage of the difficulties in their family and married in without saying anything. She is still from the same village, and she has completely lost her old face. She hasn't been able to raise her head in the village for so many years, and gradually she seldom walks around in the village.

When she got home and saw Xiaogui's new house, the third grandma was thinking about it.My son is willing to endure hardships and make progress. He has indeed saved a lot of money over the years. Now that he has a house and a stable job, he is not too old. Can he reconsider marriage?She didn't believe that her son couldn't find a good girl to marry and give birth to a fat little baby!

The house does belong to someone else, but she is not the one who decided to spend the New Year here.Zhu Wen didn't explain, and there was no need to explain.The family house worked overtime to complete the construction before the Chinese New Year. The smell of paint was very unpleasant, and there was no way to live in it.It just so happens that Xiaogui's family is not coming back for the New Year this year, so the house is empty.

The atmosphere at home was not good, Uncle Xia and mother tried their best to ease the atmosphere, they even noticed something strange in their words, and they became extraordinarily well-behaved, Xia Murong might not feel it.I found an opportunity to talk to Uncle Xia and Mom respectively, and the answers I got were firm, and Xia Murong felt concerned.

After handing in all the scholarships, Young Master Jiao recalled his small coffers with joy, and smacked his lips in satisfaction. Well, it is no problem to support yourself for a few years.Xia Murong took the child to save money, he opened a passbook for Yanyan a long time ago, maybe Yanyan is the richest in their family now.

The deposit of nearly [-] in the passbook was considered pretty good given the standard of living at that time. If the age of the passbook owner is added, it can only make people sigh, people are more popular than people.

The poor benefactors were waiting in line, Young Master Jiao looked left and right boredly, suddenly his eyes lit up, he ran over to say hello to his brother, and then staggered to the "machine room" on the right side of the bank.Then, the first time Master Jiao saw the so-called credit card, it was also used to save money?It's been a long time?Why doesn't he know!

On the way back, Xia Murong always felt that his child seemed to have something on his mind, so he habitually picked him up, and then put him down helplessly.So what, Yanyan's weight seems to have gained a little too fast, it was okay when I watched it during the summer vacation, and now the little face is round.

"Yanyan, what's wrong?"

"Ah, no, nothing."

He seems to have seen that kind of credit card before, oh no, to be precise, he seems to have that kind of card, which was left to him by his parents.If that kind of card is really used to save money... Young Master Jiao's eyes lit up, oh, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!