Song Huanxi is now well-off, so he no longer runs around every day for a few melons and two dates.

I greeted Boss Chi yesterday. Every Sunday from now on, she will be her rest day - I set up a stall in front of the Kowloon Theater for a day during the day and even had to write at night. I really don’t have the energy to work part-time.

It was said that it was a rest, but in fact it was not idle.

When it was dinner time, Ren Tai had not sent his younger brother back. The two sisters waited for a while, and Song Huanxi said decisively: "Let's have it first!"

Ren Tai will never be so hungry. He hasn't sent it back so late today, so he should have kept it for dinner.

In fact, Ren Tai said before that he would let his younger brother come back after dinner. Most women of this age are very maternal and can't stand the thin children, and they always want to feed them to a pig.

It was the younger brother who insisted that he had dinner with his sisters, and Ren Tai sent him back.

On this point, Song Huanxi likes Ren Tai's style of acting very much - it is not because he is rich and powerful and is an elder, so he is too difficult!

What's more, Wenzai is still a seven-year-old child. Sometimes, even Song Huanxi would ignore Wenzai's wishes, but Ren Tai could respect the children's choices, which is amazing.

So, Wenzai didn't come back for dinner today, and Song Huanxi was not worried.

After the two sisters had supper, they didn't wait long before the sound of brakes came from outside.

The two sisters went downstairs together. When they got downstairs, Wenzai had already gotten out of the car, carrying his little schoolbag, and was saying goodbye to Ren Tai and Miss Ren seriously.

The twelve-year-old girl seriously advised her seven-year-old brother: "Wenzai must have a good meal. Next time I come to my house, I will weigh you. If it is lighter, I will punish you to sing for everyone!"

Wen Zai's little face wrinkled visible to the naked eye and responded dryly: "Okay!"

Song Huanxi looked funny, but also admired Miss Ren. She grabbed Wenzai's pulse so easily: The little boy in the society is afraid of, and what she fears the most is to sing in public!

But she had no intention of interfering, and Wenzai was indeed too thin.

Although he is not picky about food and works hard to eat, his appetite is really small, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't eat much.

Song Huanxi suspected that it was related to Wenzai's dislike of sports, and he wondered whether he would get up early in the future and take Wenzai to run for a run.

Poor Wenzai didn't see her sister for a day. When she was held by her warm and soft hands, she was happy and had no idea that her sister was already arranging him.

When he arrived at home, without waiting for Song Huanxi to ask, Wenzai took the initiative to tell him what he had happened today.

It turned out that Miss Ren arrived at Ren Tai’s residence early in the morning: since she had Wenzai, Miss Ren has often been to Ren Tai’s place.

Miss Ren tutored Wenzai’s homework all morning seriously and responsibly.

Of course, the young lady coaches the main focus is on being as good as she wants.

Recently, I heard that my mother was reading "Gillian and A Qiang". Miss Ren was curious for a while. After reading it, she ambitiously played the role of the night school teacher, and Wenzai naturally became her only student.

Miss Ren strives for reality when performing, and also sets up three subjects: Chinese, mathematics and English, and also teaches in all English.

Unfortunately, the first number 0 will get stuck.

"It's zero, not torture!"

"Z,e,r,o, is it so difficult to remember?!"

Seeing Wenzai's tears rolling in the frame of her eyes, Ren Tai first hugged Wenzai in his arms, and then scolded his daughter: "He is only seven years old, why are you doing so fiercely!"

Miss Ren walked back and forth violently, and couldn't listen to her mother's words at all.

"Besides, if you learn from you, you will only be vicious of him!"

What is the benefit of letting the young lady beat her feet?

She turned slowly, her eyes first fell on the snack plate on the table. Wenzai liked to eat his wife's cake, which was glutinous and sweet. Miss Ren tried hard to pull the corners of her mouth: "Wenzai, remember a word, and my sister will give you a snack, okay?"

Wenzai was stunned and shook his head decisively. He could eat it if he didn't learn! The beauty aunt said everything, he could eat whatever he wanted!

Miss Ren frowned and suddenly remembered a sentence from her father: "Aying, if you want others to do things, you have to give him wages. If you want him to do things wholeheartedly, your wages will have to double!"

Ren Chaoying was also smart and immediately asked: "Dad’s hard work to make money is to hire someone to do things wholeheartedly?"

The gambling king was stunned at first, then laughed out loud, touched her head and praised: "My Aying is smart!"

Miss Ren argued at the time, but she believed in her father's words in her heart - sometimes she was playful and slept late, and she would pay for her classmates to write for her before she finished her homework!

Money is really useful.

So Miss Ren raised her eyes and spoke very decisively: "Wenzai! If you can memorize a word, my sister will give you one dollar!"

Then, the little boy's eyes lit up and he jumped out of the beautiful aunt's soft and warm arms: "Really?"

Miss Ren proudly stretched out her little thumb: "Click the hook!"

...

Speaking of this, Wenzai climbed onto the chair, took out a small handful of coins from the schoolbag on the table, and asked for credit: "Sister, look! I made eight dollars today!"

Song Huanyun next to her burst out laughing: "It's only eight yuan! Your second sister, I earned fifty-eight yuan today!"

A mere fraction, not worth mentioning!

Song Huanxi glanced at the second child, "Why don't you keep the second child's beaten overnight?"

She snorted softly and pointed out the key: "How old are you, how old are Wenzai? Did you earn so much when you were seven years old?"

Song Huanyun: “…”

Not finished yet!

Song Huanxi looked at Wenzai kindly, and said in a gentle tone: "Wenzai, write down the eight words you learned today to see if your second sister can remember them before going to bed!"

Song Huanyun: "!!"

She was about to sing English songs, and now she didn't want to see a ghostly man's ghost painting talisman!

Song Huanyun directly covered her stomach and bent down: "Oh, my stomach hurts. I must have had a bad meal in the morning and it has not been cured yet. I've gone to the toilet!"

As she said that, she rushed into the bathroom and locked the door.

Song Huanxi looked at the bathroom door thoughtfully. She remembered that there was a late-known tabloid that recently serialized a novel in the underworld, which was very popular among some old customers and strongly asked her to read it in the noodle restaurant.

However, this kind of gloomy novel has a very polarized audience. If you like it, you will like it very much, and if you are afraid, you will not want to read it at all.

Song Huanxi read one or two articles and thought it was quite interesting. Otherwise, tonight, I will change the article outside the door and tell the second sister?

Well, it is changed to a ghost outside the toilet door. If you lock the door, the sound of it saying hello will come from the toilet!

The bad idea in Song Huanxi's mind flashed by, lowered his head, and met Wen Zai's shiny eyes holding a coin and looking forward to her face. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch her younger brother's head, praising: "Wen Zai is so great! I remembered eight words in one morning!"

So Wenzai's eyes became brighter, and the little boy smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved, and he was very happy.

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Chapter completed!