"It smells so good!" he said, licking his fingers with satisfaction.

The little money fan sitting in front of him ignored him. He lowered his head and took out a small account book from his overalls. He was writing down the accounts in it seriously. He kept humming: "I love small money, small money."

Money loves me, so being stingy is nothing to me.”

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Qin Merui stared at the last chicken wing with restraint in his eyes.

It seems that the little sister hasn't eaten yet, so I have to leave some for her.

"I'll give you the fried chicken wings, I'll eat egg noodles." Ji Xingyao took note of the account, put the notebook back into his pocket, and saw that he still had something to say, so he spoke generously.

Hearing this, Qin Merui was stunned.

He looked in disbelief: "You don't like fried chicken?"

There are people who don’t like fried chicken? There are also such delicious pancakes and fruits!

The little glutinous rice dumpling took a bite of noodles, raised his pretty face, and replied casually: "I like it, but I can eat it every day, so it doesn't matter if I don't eat it today."

Qin Merui: ""!!!

What kind of magical day is this when you can eat fried chicken every day?

In comparison, he is simply not too miserable!

Qin Merui picked up the last chicken wing and took a bite. The more he ate, the more sad he felt. He was a four-year-old child. Why could other people's children eat whatever they wanted? He had to run away from home just to eat junk food.

"Your dad is so good to you." Qin Meurui ate the last bite of chicken wings and thought about the next time he would eat fried chicken. He even licked all the oil on his fingers and complained sincerely.

"My father is a devil, and he is very powerful. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him either, but I can't beat him, so I'm a poor guy who can't even eat fried chicken."

The little glutinous rice dumpling was stunned, and his big black grape-like eyes blinked, "I don't have a father."

""

"My mommy doesn't like me eating fried chicken either. She can only eat it once in a while, but she is very confused and often forgets when I have eaten it. And if I have money, I can secretly buy it myself." Little Nuomi Dumpling patted it.

He has his own small wallet and looks like a rich man.

Qin Merui's real-name registration was envious: "I also want to have a mommy, but every time I look for my dad, my dad will laugh at me because I jumped out of a rock and don't have a mother."

What's even worse is that there are people following him when he goes in and out, so he doesn't need to spend money by himself, so he has no money.

Some people look glamorous on the outside, but in fact they are poor and can't even afford fried chicken.

"It's so miserable!" Xiao Nuomi Dumpling burst into tears of sympathy after hearing his story.

But it was time to keep the accounts. After eating and drinking, she didn't forget to remind Qin Merui how much money he owed her, and remember to pay it back next time.

Qin Merui: ""

"Can I stay at your house for a few days? I can pay the rent, but I have to pay it first." Qin Merui also remembered that she had a mother who could eat fried chicken, and strongly requested to go home with her.

"But if you get lost, your dad will be worried if he can't find you. My mommy often tells me not to wander around alone." Ji Xingyao frowned, educating him seriously like a little adult.

"I'm not lost, I'm running away from home. And he won't worry about me."

Lin Ci, who came out of the kitchen to clear the table, heard these words, and her face suddenly changed, "Ruirui, are you running away from home? Your parents will be very worried if they can't find you. No, we have to send them away quickly."
Chapter completed!