The system asks me to pick up trash

There were many people in the room, Xiao Yi took a look and asked his mother:
"Why are there so many people?"

Lu Nianqing said softly:
"It will be your grandfather's birthday in a few days, so let's discuss the details of the birthday celebration today."

Xiao Yi let out an oh, took his phone and went to the side to play.

Mother's sisters and brothers, most of them have boys, and they are of similar age, so they naturally have a tendency to compare with each other.

Some of the children of relatives opened restaurants in other provinces and cities, and some founded companies.

It was Xiao Yi who stayed with his mother and became the worst and most hopeless child.

Every time adults show off their children, they always compare Xiao Yi to show off how outstanding their children are.

So Xiao Yi was very helpless towards these relatives, and hid far away.

I am now making a living by picking up garbage, wanting a building, a whole school district room, money, tens of millions in bank cards, and the Hennessy Viper and Pagani Zonda that they have rarely seen.

From the eyes of their wealth-oriented heroes, they are nothing short of rubbish.

When the uncle was chatting with relatives, he asked everyone:
"What gift do you want to give Dad?"

The relatives around the uncle began to talk about the gifts they wanted to give.

The aunt had a smile on her face and asked the uncle: "It seems that you have prepared a gift from your question. What kind of gift is it? How about letting us see it?"

Lu Wei laughed proudly, and said proudly:
"You have a poisonous eye and you can see very accurately. My son really found an ancient painting.
Because my father valued the collection of antiques very much, I gave it to my father to make his old man happy. "

As he spoke, he pointed to a scroll on the counter in the living room.

The middle-aged and elderly mothers, sisters and brothers live a good life, their eyesight is higher, and the things they see have also improved.

So everyone followed Lu Wei to the front, Lu Wei opened the scroll, and everyone thought that this ancient painting was of great value.

"Antique, thick and elegant, authentic."

"My God, this painting is an old Xizhou dialect scroll drawn by Tang Bohu. It's very rare."

"Such a precious painting is very valuable. If you guess right, it may be worth more than 500 million."

Everyone exclaimed.

Lu Wei looked smug, and asked Lu Nianqing, "Third Sister, what do you think?"

It seems that a crush is about to start again.

Xiao Yi's mother is a simple old lady from a working family, how can she tell the good from the bad?

Lu Nianqing just nodded repeatedly:
"I look very good. You are so blessed. My son works in a foreign company with an annual salary of several million. The gift I prepared for my father is also so expensive."

Lu Xialai, who was watching his father show off meaningfully, walked over and said:

"It's right to prepare gifts for grandpa. I'm his grandson."

After finishing speaking, he cast a glance at Xiao Yi who was playing with his mobile phone.

Everyone followed his gaze and looked at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was lying on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone while constantly throwing grapes into his mouth.

Seeing Xiao Yi like this, everyone couldn't help curling their lips.

The same young people, how can there be such a big difference?
Seeing everyone admiring his son so much, and looking down on Xiao Yi so much.

Lu Wei said to Lu Nianqing:
"Sister, you should also take care of Xiao Yi, look at how he is acting like a fool, when will he be able to get back into shape.

I've been wandering around like a gangster all day, what should I do in the future?

Although he can't work in a foreign company like my son, he should at least find something to do, and you will have something to rely on in the future. "

This started a wave of showing off using Xiao Yi as an analogy.

"My son works in the company's office and contacts elites. If I introduce Xiao Yi to them, maybe there will be a good job."

"My son works as a director at a TV station, and he also needs someone to do chores, sweep the floor and take out the garbage. How about I introduce Xiao Yi to this job."

The topic was turbulent, all about how awesome his son was, but Xiao Yi had to rely on them to find a job.

Lu Nianqing's face turned red and then white, extremely embarrassed.

But he didn't want to admit that his son was useless, so he just argued for Xiao Yi:

"Xiao Yi is studying the market trend. Maybe one day, if he studies thoroughly, he will invest in a good project, and he will have a bright future."

Xiao Yi laughed when he heard his mother say these words.

This is what the market said in the morning news, and my mother was forced to use this word.

I have already hid in the corner, and I haven't provoked anyone. This group of people still don't let me go, it's really deceiving!
If you show off, you can show off, but you want to use me as a backing, and make my mother so embarrassed, how can I continue to bear it.