Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

Qiu Zhijia looked at the two red Mao Zedong notes in his hand and couldn't stop smiling. It turned out that having a son with a high IQ did have its benefits. And now, the benefits were apparent.

"Ling Yuan, I'm giving you this hundred yuan for safekeeping. You can spend it whenever you want." Qiu Zhijia took out a hundred yuan and gave it to her son Ling Yuan. She believed that he would not spend it recklessly.

She will use the remaining hundred dollars to buy groceries and cook, as she hasn’t found anything for today’s lunch and dinner yet!

Deng Rongshu and the others would never dare to give the money to the child for safekeeping. Children of this age have no concept of money, and these two hundred yuan are related to their survival in the next few days.

This is not a joke.

The program team recorded the first episode for two weeks, which means they still have to earn money, and two hundred yuan is definitely not enough to support their living expenses for more than ten days.

Besides, they have no idea how to make money right now.

Children cannot understand the worries of adults. They chatter non-stop. Everything in the countryside is new to these spoiled city kids.

Xie Lingyuan had a plan for the 100 yuan. Living off the savings was the stupidest idea. Moreover, 100 yuan was not easy to spend, but he could make money from it. In this way, he would not be afraid of running out of money if he could achieve sustainable development.

He had observed Qingshui Village and found that it was indeed a very backward mountain village with underdeveloped transportation conditions. But it didn't matter because the program crew would take care of transportation.

As for the plan of making money from money, aren't there a lot of peaches on the peach trees in Qingshui Village? Xie Lingyuan guessed that it was probably because of the inconvenient transportation and the lack of labor in the village, so many peaches rotted on the ground. Instead of letting the peaches fall to the ground and waste, it would be better to sell them through the live broadcast room of the program.

Xie Lingyuan wanted to do something big.

The stinginess of the program crew made Xie Lingyuan, who did not value material things, realize that money is a very important thing. It is true that money is not everything, but without money, you can't do anything.

If you want to raise Guoguo to be fair and tender, you must have enough money. Guoguo must have something that other brothers have.

If Song's father knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would laugh. Their family is very wealthy, and raising their son Guoguo is certainly not something a five-year-old child should worry about.

"Brother Yuan, I'm hungry!" Song Guo's stomach started to play the empty city trick.

Xie Lingyuan reached out and touched Guoguo's belly. It was indeed flat. "Guoguo, don't worry. I'll take you to eat delicious food and buy you whatever you want to eat."

Sang Danping looked at Xie Lingyuan, who looked like a daughter of Zheng Jin for her son, and couldn't help but glanced at him: "Lingyuan, no need, Auntie will go cook right away."

Song Guo curled his lips. As he became a child, his mind was affected. If he had to wait for his mother to cook, he would have to wait a long time.

Xie Lingyuan couldn't bear to see Guoguo feel wronged, "Guoguo is already hungry." The implication was that it was too late to cook now.

Shen Qingqian and Zhang Ningxin were envious. They also wanted a brother who would spoil them.

The chubby Yu Hao stared at the huge sum of money in Xie Lingyuan's hand, tears of envy flowing from the corners of his mouth. He also wanted to keep the money.

Yu Hao glanced at Ma Siyan cautiously with a gloomy look. His mother would never give the money to him for safekeeping because she didn't like him.

The servants in the house all said that my mother didn't come home often because she didn't like him.

Yu Hao retracted his gaze, "Guoguo, can you let me eat something later? I'm hungry too!"

Ma Siyan stared at her son's chubby face in a daze. After giving birth to Xiaohao, she unfortunately suffered from postpartum depression. Unable to face her newborn child, she chose to go out and collect folk songs, and she was away for three years.

It took her three years to recover from postpartum depression, but when she returned home, she was unable to communicate with her son and had no idea how to take care of a child.

This also indirectly led to the fact that her efforts over the past two years had little effect.

She is indeed a successful artist praised by everyone, but she is also a failed mother who is ashamed of her children.

Ma Siyan hesitated to speak, she was afraid that if she stopped her son, he would hate her even more. Forget it, she would pay for Zhijia when she went to buy groceries later, she couldn't take advantage of her.

Sang Danping and Ma Siyan thought similarly.

Song Guo looked at A Yuan, and seeing that A Yuan had no intention of refusing, he agreed.

Of course, Song Guo did not leave out the two girls, and favored one over the other, allowing them to be together.

Xie Lingyuan brought a group of friends to a small shop not far from the village entrance to pick out food. Song Guo looked at the dazzling array of snacks but didn't take any. Instead, he took the bread that could quickly fill his stomach.

Now A Yuan’s money needs to be put to good use and not spent indiscriminately.

Seeing this, Shen Qingqian and others also took the bread in the same way.

Xie Lingyuan was not satisfied, "Guoguo, you eat so little, can you be full?"

"Of course, Guoguo eats very little!" Song Guo stretched out her hand and pinched a small distance, Xie Lingyuan's cold look reflected in her eyes.

You're lying. How can Guoguo grow taller and stronger if he eats so little? Guoguo is so thin now. If he doesn't eat more, what will he do if he becomes as thin as a bamboo pole in the future?

Xie Lingyuan selectively ignored Guoguo's little hands and feet, which were as white and tender as lotus roots, and her little face, which looked like a fermented white flour bun.

Xie Lingyuan did not speak, but just picked another bottle of milk for Guoguo, "It's easy to choke if you eat bread without drinking milk."

Song Guo was convinced. Indeed! "Then, Guo Guo will get another bottle of milk." Song Guo's pouting face was stained with a light rouge color. He was a little greedy.

"A total of twenty-five dollars." The owner of the convenience store was an elderly grandmother. She looked at Song Guo and the other lively children with a smile on her face.

Especially Song Guo, a child who looked like a lucky doll, was favored by the old lady, "Little kid, have some candy, have some candy."

From the Mandarin with a local accent, it is not difficult to see that the old lady likes Song Guo.

Xie Lingyuan took this opportunity to ask Song Guo to ask the old lady about the sales of the carrying poles in the village, "Guo Guo, ask the old lady if the peaches here can be sold?"

Although he wanted to ask himself, he was powerless. He was always taciturn and could not utter more than two words to others. In addition, he had a cold face and was not liked by the old man.

When it comes to getting information, it’s better for Guoguo to do it. Her innocent and cute face can make people let down their guard and speak freely.

Although Song Guo didn't know what A Yuan was up to, he still asked obediently.

"Grandma, I see so many peaches on the tree. Can I pick some?"

"If you like, feel free to pick them. They are worthless anyway and will rot in the ground if you don't eat them." The old lady sighed.