"Different seeds will grow differently." Xie Qingshou said melancholy: "Xie Jing is the same as you two growing up. You two grow up healthily, but Xie Jing grows crookedly. Use a bamboo pole to give him a gift.

I straightened it, and it was crooked again after only two days. This seed was just very bad."

"Uncle Second, you can't say that Xie Jing. He was just too naughty and his nature is not bad." Xie Ying said good things to his younger brother: "He is good-looking and smart. When Sister Yulin was there,

I often treat him as a small model and took a lot of photos. My brother and I like him. To be honest, don’t you like him?"

"Little girl, the adult relationship is very complicated, it is hard to say whether he likes it or not..."

Yes. Xie Chong and Xie Ying don’t have to take responsibility for raising her, just like she simply likes Xie Jing. But Xie Qing is different. They are adults and have to spend a lot of money to support Xie Jing and clean up his mess. Many people

I don’t have much patience with my own children, let alone the ones I picked up.

Xie Ying held the second uncle's hand and said, "Second uncle, it doesn't matter if you don't like Xie Jing. You and my second aunt have already paid a lot for him. When my brother and I grow up, we will share the burden for you.

”

Xie Qingshou almost burst into tears.

In order not to shed tears, he knocked his son on the head. Xie Chong was beaten so smart that he almost choked by Coke.

Xie Qingshou said, "If you have your sister who is half understanding, I will spoil you as a treasure!"

"I am a man, what kind of treasure do you think?" Xie Chong said blankly: "Why am I not understanding? I think so too. I have never forced you to be kind to Xie Jing!"

Alas, my son is a lump of elm that is not open. Forget it, I won’t hit him anymore. My son is so strong that if he hits him, his hands will hurt a lot.

Xie Qingshou looked at Xie Ying with a smile again, and couldn't help but rub his niece's face: "Xiaoying, what do you want, tell me the second uncle--Hey, the second uncle still has a hundred yuan on him, you can take it

Go and buy something delicious. It’s too tiring to study at No. 2 Middle School, so you have to eat more.”

"No need, second uncle, my mother gives me six hundred yuan a month to live in. I can't spend all my food every meal. My grandparents also give me three hundred yuan. I am a rich woman among my classmates.

Woolen cloth!"

Xie Ying is indeed an invisible little rich woman, but she saves herself. Who can she help all the money she saves?

Xie Chong sees through it and doesn’t tell it. It’s better to keep the secret for his sister!

Xie Ying returned the money to his second uncle: "Uncle II, aren't you planning to buy a house? The house is so expensive! You'd better save the money!"

Whenever Xie Chong mentioned buying a house, he became angry.

If it weren't for the accident that my father had ridden a bicycle while drunk, their family should have moved into a new house, so he would have a separate room and his own privacy. But the car accident cost the family a lot of money.

After a year, the family was finally getting richer, so Xie Chong could only pray that nothing happened at home. He was extremely eager to live in his own home.

Xie Qingke coughed for a long time and said with a smile: "Buying a house is not bad for this hundred yuan, it's not much, you can accept it!"

Xie Ying looked at her brother helplessly, and Xie Chong said, "Please accept it, don't push it around - Dad, Xiaoying and I are very obedient and work hard. You should listen to my mother, don't go back and forth.

Have you got into trouble, do you know?"

"This kid, you still spend my money, so you dare to talk to me like this... If your wings are hard in the future, will you beat me up?"

Xie Chong kept silent. He understood his father's thoughts. His father's machismo is very serious and he regards his face as much as the sky. What he said just now has already made his father very embarrassed. So Xie Chong slowed down

Relaxing, he said, "Dad, I know you and mom are working hard. I just hope... our family can move into a new house." jujia?y.??m

Xie Qingshou couldn't hide his apology. His son was already an adult and he was still huddling with his parents at his grandparents' house. Over the years, he really felt wronged. Xie Qingshou wanted to rent a house, but his wife disagreed, so they

I quarreled many times. Unfortunately, the financial power of the family was in the hands of my wife. Xie Qing had no choice but to save money with his wife.

Over the years, Wang Jiying has been specializing in intermediaries, while Xie Qingshou has been engaged in various sales industries. When fruits are ripe, he often goes to the countryside with his friends to collect fruits, and he can make a fortune every quarter.

He wanted to manage an agency with his wife and also do part-time job selling fruits, which was indeed very hard. However, the conditions at home improved. No matter which relative's party he attended, his wife no longer shrank, but dressed up brilliantly;

My son doesn't have to save money at school. His monthly living expenses can be at the upper level of the class. He doesn't have to eat instant noodles and burn them like he did when he was a child. He doesn't have to worry about money when he bought learning materials. Give his parents a sum of money every month, which is considered as

Xie Qing has the confidence to collect food expenses and Xie Jing’s child support expenses.

Whenever he thinks of this, Xie Qingshou feels that no matter how tired he is, it doesn’t matter. When his family has lived a good life, he feels that all his efforts are meaningful. However, whenever he wants to go out to rent a house, his wife will always ask back.

He: "If you rent a house, you have to pay the rent every month. In this way, where do you and those friends get the money for your wine and food? Where do you get the money for your cigarettes?"

Xie Qing stopped talking after receiving it. He couldn't quit smoking and alcohol, and he couldn't save money on smoking and alcohol.

The two children are going back to study for evening self-study, and Xie Qingshou is going back to make money. Xie Ying asked the father and son to wait for him outside, and she wants to buy a hamburger for Hu Baozhu. Xie Qingshou couldn't help but want to pay, but Xie Ying was hurrying

He said, "Hu Baozhu gave me money."

Xie Chong knew it well, smiled evilly and asked, "Is it really Hu Baozhu who asked you to bring it?"

"Well..." Xie Ying was not good at lying, her face turned red, and she whispered: "Can you go out?"

"I want to ask Hu Baozhu..." Xie Chong smiled and said, "Did she have eaten hamburgers?"

Fortunately, my brother is just a bit naughty and his mouth is still very strict, otherwise, my second uncle would have been asking questions all the time.

Xie Qingshou couldn't wait to go outside to smoke and talk to his son about football and family affairs. Xie Qingshou said that the national football team still had no chance in the 2002 World Cup qualifiers and could not hold hope. Xie Chong said: "The professional league has been going on for several years.

, Our national team also has several overseas players, and its strength is definitely much stronger than before. Maybe we can enter the World Cup this time."

Xie Qingshou said: "This time the host took two places, and the Chinese team's chances were even slim."

"Dad, although we are both AC Milan fans, we should still have some confidence in the national team."

"Okay, if the national football team can enter the World Cup, I will satisfy your wish." Looking at her tall and handsome son, Xie Qingshou was so happy. The moment she was with her son, he was also happy. He said boldly: "At that time, it's time for you to go to college. After seeing a broader world, your wishes will be greater. You can think about it in advance, and my dad will satisfy you!"

"Brother Chen!"

"Um!"

When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.

But no matter who it is.

Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.

Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.

Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.

Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.

Have the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.

Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.
Chapter completed!