Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 261
"Fubao is a child, he can't be counted as a human being, and he doesn't need to pay. That's what you said, right?"

"Correct."

"That's it. I pay for the car, and my mother-in-law doesn't need to pay if she doesn't sit in your seat. Fu Baoxiao doesn't count. Why is it wrong for me to pay you a share?"

Uncle Li scratched his head, and was dazed by Chen Pandi, so he could only mutter in the end: "Okay, then you can sit up."

In the end, Fu Bao sat on Lao Shi, Lao Shi sat on Chen Pandi, and three generations of grandparents and grandchildren sat on the bullock cart one by one with the other in their arms.There is an empty seat next to it.

Sitting on Chen Pandi, Lao Shi hated Chen Pandi to death.

What kind of rotten ideas did this damn brother Chen Pan come up with, and he said that taking advantage of it is making money, and the money earned is too shameful.

Chen Pandi was also wronged. Looking at her mother-in-law who was thin and frail, she didn't know that sitting on her body was too heavy, and she felt that her feet were not her own.

But the sins I have done, I have to go through gritting my teeth.

Everyone on the bullock cart looked at them with strange eyes.

A villager couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Master, is it comfortable to sit on your daughter-in-law?"

The old man smiled and said: "It's comfortable, why is it uncomfortable? Tomorrow, you also find a chance to sit on your daughter-in-law and feel this blessing."

The man had no son, but had three daughters.Being scolded by Laoshi like this, he fell silent.

Another villager with sons, daughters and grandsons had long been jealous of the better conditions of Lao Shi’s family, so he said sourly: “Lao Shi, everyone said that your youngest son is filial, and the money in the family can’t be used up. How about saving two cents? You see how comfortable it is to spend two cents and sit securely in the car, but to save two cents, isn’t that a crime?”

Fu Bao glanced at this bad grandma, and there was a pitfall in her words.

If grandma didn't hear it, it would be detrimental to my little uncle if it spread.

She said tenderly: "This grandma is wrong. My little uncle is filial, but the money he earns is what the country should give. How can it be endless? Only the family members of the country's martyrs can I have been receiving money all the time, and I can’t use it all up. Don’t tell me, grandma, do you want to say that the state bought my uncle’s life with money in advance?”

A smile flashed in Lao Shi's eyes, and he turned around and said sharply to the woman: "It's a pity that you have lived such a long life, yet there is no three-year-old kid who understands the truth.

Also, thrift is a virtue, waste is shameful, isn't two cents money?Can it just be wasted? "

The woman's expression changed, she was so frightened that she didn't even dare to breathe out.

At this time, a woman came out with a piece of pancake to eat. This pancake was white flour pancake, and the outside was made of oil kang, which looked very high-end.

The people next to him envied: "Oh, Dachun's family, it's not even noon yet, why are you eating pancakes? This pancake uses a lot of oil, right?"

Dachun's family showed a shy expression: "My mother-in-law was afraid that I would be hungry in the town, so she gave me pancakes in the morning. This is breakfast. When I arrived in town, my mother-in-law gave me money to buy lunch."

(End of this chapter)