How could they forget that this little chubby girl went to a noble school.
The children there are generally not short of money, and the family is not short of sugar.
This is all right, not only didn't Lili stay away from those little bastards, but also gave them a wave of favorability points!
That crazy thing in Song Qingwan's heart!
Sure enough, what the outsiders said was right, every family of girls wants to be rich!
Otherwise, he would never know when he was abducted by a group of piglets!
Look at that brother and brother, how affectionate they are!
Those who didn't know, thought they were from their Lu family!
Song Qingwan is ready to buy a few big bags of candy for the little girl, and is ready to let her take it to school tomorrow!
People from the Lu family must not lose!
Probably talking about a new friend, the little girl opened her dark and clear almond eyes, and her dark and slender eyelashes fluttered, so cute.
She looked at Song Qingwan, and said enthusiastically and proactively:
"Moreover, brother Yiming's family is rich!"
Song Qingwan thought that no matter how rich she is, can she compare to the wealth of the Lu family, and asked casually:
"Oh, what does his house do?"
The little girl didn't hesitate: "Brother Yiming's father is a coal digger!"
"Oh, dig—" Song Qingwan's expression froze for a second, suspecting that there was something wrong with her ears, she raised her voice: "What? Coal digging...?"
for a moment—
The image of a worker who was working hard on the construction site wielding a small shovel, his face darkened, and desperately digging coal suddenly appeared in Song Qingwan's mind.
Song Qingwan: "..."
No, she must be blind and misheard!
"That's right," the little girl didn't notice her abnormality, but puffed out her chest very proudly, as if she was praising her father:
"His father is amazing! He can afford a lot of Tangtang, and brother Xiyan, his father used to sell houses, and he also has a lot of Tangtang. Oh, sister Qianqian is also, but her father is selling a joke Yes, her family is also very rich."
After all, Sister Qianqian's father can afford twenty Tangtangs!
so rich...
From this point of view, it seems that my father is the poorest.
"Wait a minute! Lili," Song Qingwan seemed unable to believe what she heard, and repeated with a stiff expression, her voice sounded a little floaty:
"You, you mean... the fathers of the three children you made friends with today, one is a coal digger, the other is a house seller, and the other is... a laughing man?"
The little girl looked innocent: "Yes."
"… wait a moment."
Song Qingwan took several deep breaths, then quietly moved to the side of the indifferent Lu Junhan, falling into deep self-doubt.
She lowered her voice and said:
"That... Brat, are you sure we sent Lili to Haicheng Kindergarten today, not the slum next to the kindergarten, right?"
One is a coal digger, one is a house seller, and the other is actually engaged in that kind of unscrupulous business of selling jokes.
This is not going to kindergarten, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you have gone to the place where the low-level migrant workers live.
Lu Junhan: "..."
The old man: "..."
Lu Junhan ignored her, and sat on the sofa with a cold expression, his eyes slightly lowered, his thin lips pursed, as if he was in deep thought.
When he went to school by himself, he always encountered many stupid children with abnormal brain circuits—
Suddenly, as if thinking of something.
He narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, staring at the little girl's pretty face with indifferent eyes, and asked coldly:
"Their father digs coal, sells houses, and sells jokes, so what do I do?"
The little girl replied without thinking: "The fish seller!"