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Perhaps with the intention of doing something bad, Wuxie sneaked behind Xiaohua and swung the swing for him, and Xiaohua sat on it steadily.

Xiaohua: "Wu Xie, how do you think I survived in the Xie family? Are you stupid? Why did you hurt your brain yesterday?"

Xiao Hua's mouth was a bit venomous. Wu Xie said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you talking more and more like a blind person? You didn't treat me like this before. Are you a blind person pretending to be me? In fact, the blind person is Xiao Hua!"

Xiaohua smiled, turned over on the swing, and faced Wuxie and said, "Then what attitude should I have towards you?"

Wu Xie: “Nothing, it was fine before.” He suddenly remembered that when he was planning for the Wang family, he suffered from neurasthenia due to long-term thinking and had a little insomnia. Xiao Hua even made up a blind man’s story to coax him to sleep.

The blind man came out of the kitchen carrying porridge and glared at the boy standing at the door: "Wuxie has no good eyesight, how come you don't have good eyesight either? Are you two going to eat and drink for free today? Hua'er, did the two of them team up to bully you?"

Xiaohua got off the swing and walked straight into the living room: "I really don't want to leave this place, it's very comfortable."

The young man had already gone into the kitchen to serve the meal. Wuxie slid into the living room to respond to Xiaohua: "Then you can train an heir and then come to my place to live with me in my old age. If you don't mind it being too late, wait until Sister Yuncai gives birth and then you can train him and let him be the head of the family when he's one year old."

Xiaohua was amused by him and felt really comfortable here.

Besides always staying close to Xiaohua, the blind man always kept his head down and played with his phone. Wuxie noticed it last time. What was in the phone? They and the fat man would at most play games on their phones to kill time. The blind man was probably so addicted because there was money in his phone. Thinking of this, Wuxie cleared his throat.

"Blind man, what are you doing? Why are you addicted to your phone like a kid?"

Xiaohua glanced at him and said, "He's working. A game was recently released and he took on a few jobs as a substitute trainer."

Wuxie was stunned for a moment, stroking his chin and looking at the fat man. The fat man was also playing with his phone, but he looked up at Wuxie and they looked at each other. Wuxie felt that people who want to make money will follow the development of the times. Why didn't he think of becoming a contemporary artist?

Fatty knew him well and burst his dream directly: "With your skills, you will be killed in seconds as soon as you show your head. Even if you are a playmate, no one may want you."

Wu Xie curled his lips, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He looked at the little brother and said, "Little brother, in the future, during festivals, why don't you invite the Zhang family to play games together? Let's get a hundred people together and we'll be on the same plane. The winners will come over and have a New Year's Eve dinner with you, the clan leader."

This also saves money and we don't have to hold an annual meeting for them.

The fat man obviously thought of this as well, and agreed with both hands and feet.

There was a hint of doubt in the young man's indifferent eyes, as if he didn't quite understand.

Wu Xie took out his phone and opened the game for him to watch, explaining it to him as he watched. Because when he was playing with Fatty, the little brother was not at home, he went out to run in the mountains.

After talking for a long time, Wuxie felt thirsty, so he poured himself a glass of water and drank it while waiting for the young man's answer.

The young man said, "No need to do that, they have their own things to do."

After so many years together, Wu Xie naturally knew what he meant. Was the Zhang family so busy? Then weren't the previous annual meetings a waste of time for both parties?