Old Mrs. Qi, “…”

She doesn't want this kind of praise.

Well, she was indeed biased before, and it was inevitable that she was run.

Qi Zhen's beautiful eyes widened, "I remembered that the eldest uncle wanted you to change the marriage to my cousin that year, but my grandmother refused to agree and even scolded their whole family. Haha, as this looks, my grandmother is still good."

Old Mrs. Qi, “…”

This compliment is still like a run, and she still doesn't want it.

...

Wan Meiling, Qi Mianmian and Qi Fang were funny, but they didn't speak for Old Lady Qi.

Old Mrs. Qi is indeed a little stronger than many evil old ladies, but she is just a little stronger, partial... She still does this kind of hurtful behavior.

They can forgive her and be filial to her, but they won't like her.

Old Mrs. Qi is not ready to be biased.

But Qi Jingshu has become accustomed to it.

When he heard Zhao Xiulian hurried to his workplace and said that he was about to sell the picture for a few days, he felt a little jealousy in his heart.

I heard that someone booked a picture of one million, which would bring at least 30,000 yuan to Qi Jingtang's family. His qi and blood were at the heart, and he almost fainted.

Thirty thousand yuan, and that's only part of it.

He thought that he was determined to avoid going to the countryside to work in a lineup and worked as a formal accountant in an iron and steel factory. He earned more than 700 yuan a year with a monthly salary of 40 yuan and various benefits.

He always regarded himself as the most capable person in this family.

Now, this pride has collapsed completely.

He worked diligently for more than 40 years but could not match Qi Jingtang's family for a few days...

Still proud.

He can't catch up with Qi Jingtang now even if he is playing.

Although this money was not earned by Qi Jingtang, it is said that all the money in their family was managed by Wan Meiling, which is no different from what Qi Jingtang earned.

Qi Jingshu couldn't stand this blow.

But he has a good mind.

Knowing that the current plan is nothing important in terms of face, it is important for him to get a share of the pie.

As long as you have money, face is a terrible thing.

He felt a little unsure and was worried that Qi Mianmian would not share this good thing.

However, when she finally taught them the skills of bread, cake and breakfast, I felt that the pattern this time was the same.

I just don't know how much tuition she will have this time.

But, give it to any of it.

If you give it, you will be able to drink the soup all the time.

Qi Jingshu suddenly remembered what Qi Mianmian once said, "I'm afraid my uncle thinks the soup is not as delicious as meat."

It seems that this dead girl had thought of various ways to make money at that time.

He even underestimated her after all.

...

Qi Jingshu asked for leave and hurriedly rode his bicycle to Qi Mianmian's house, wanting to buy the skills to make cartoons.

He thought Qi Mianmian would agree, but the tuition fee was a little higher.

But unexpectedly, Qi Mianmian said, "This business has no profit.

A few people who came to order today said that whether it is local or other provinces, many people have already followed suit.

They are looking for me to get goods now, just to grab some opportunity and make a profit before other people's paintings come out.

Making this requires a camera, rubber ring, and attractive equipment, which is quite cost-effective. Instead of learning to make it, you might as well get the goods here for a few days to sell it.”

Qi Jingshu didn't believe Qi Mianmian's words. He was about to lose his temper. Qi Mianmian said, "I know you don't believe it. In this way, you should first take 10,000 yuan from me as a sample to find a wholesale customer source. If you find it, you are welcome to learn how to make a picture at any time. I won't charge you a penny of tuition."

Although Qi Jingshu was unhappy, he had to admit that Qi Mianmian’s suggestions were reasonable.
Chapter completed!