Quick Wear: I became beautiful and rich by relying on the child-bearing system

"What are you looking at? The plane is about to take off."

A girl pulled her best friend.

"Xixi, I think I saw my idol."

"You are just dreaming. How could your idol appear here?"

"But, that one's walking posture is the same as my idol."

The boy and the girl were holding hands, and they looked like a young couple.

That boy was dressed very fashionably, and his walking posture was the same as her idol, Kwon Ji-yong.

But she didn't dare to be sure.

After all, just like what her best friend said, how could her idol appear here?

She must be overthinking.

When she learned the truth later, she regretted it extremely.

After all, that was the closest she had ever been to her idol, but she missed it.

Quan Zhilong, who had already got into the car, had no idea that he was almost discovered.

"Auntie, when did you buy this car?"

As soon as Wen Qingqing came out, she discovered that the family had changed their car.

It was originally a red five-seater, but now it is a black seven-seater, which is much more low-key.

“Because there are many people in the family.

There just aren’t enough seats, so we’ll just get a bigger one.”

The original car was big enough, but not as big as this seven-seater one.

Moreover, there were originally four people in the family.

Now there is Quan Zhilong and two more little ones.

Therefore, a larger car is needed to be able to accommodate it.

"Do you have enough money?

If it’s not enough, I’ll transfer it to you.”

"That's enough. Don't transfer it anymore. The money you gave me hasn't been spent yet."

Normally they just buy groceries and can never spend it all.

They are not even old yet, but they have already started enjoying the blessing of their daughter.

After a two-hour drive, everyone arrived home.

Because it's dinner time now, so there are not many people around.

Moreover, after the New Year, the village has returned to peace.

The tourists all went back.

Moreover, the construction team has gone back and will resume construction after the New Year.

"You guys go upstairs and rest first. I'll go cook with your uncle."

"Do you want to come up?"

Halfway up the stairs, Wen Qingqing found Zhang Yan.

"Dad asked me to watch over you."

Although, he didn't know what he was looking at.

But, his father gave him pocket money, so he had to be obedient.

“Look at us.”

Wen Qingqing held back her laughter and looked at Quan Zhilong.

At this time, his eyes were wide open in disbelief.

Is this to protect him? That's not allowed.

He had finally found the time.

But I can't let my brother-in-law destroy it.

Quan Zhilong squatted down with a smile.

He speaks broken Mandarin.

"Let's talk about this. I need to talk to your sister. Can you go back to your room and play?"

After he finished speaking, he blinked his eyes.

Zhang Yan was not moved at all by his gaze and said firmly, "No."

"Look, go back to your room and I'll give you this red envelope."

Quan Zhilong took out the red envelope he had prepared in advance from his pocket.

The thickness is very considerable.

Wen Qingqing was surprised. When did he prepare it?

No, it does look quite generous.

Zhang Yan saw that the red envelope was much larger than what his father gave him, but...

It’s obvious that it’s prepared for him during the Chinese New Year. Whether he receives it during the Chinese New Year or now, it’s all his!

Moreover, even if he doesn’t give it to him, his sister will still give it to him. He is not stupid!

Moreover, now that he has received it, he has to give it to his mother for safekeeping. He can’t keep it for himself, so it would be a waste!

He is an obedient child, so.

"do not want!"

That rejection was very firm and without hesitation.

After being rejected, Kwon Ji-yong's face was broken!

Is it possible for a child to resist the temptation of money?

"So do you have any favorite celebrities that your brother-in-law wants to get an autograph for you?"

If money isn’t an option, then what about people?

Unfortunately, after the Chinese New Year, Zhang Yan was eleven years old and he only liked games.

He doesn't like any celebrities.

So, he shook his head very decisively.

"No."

Kwon Ji-yong looked at his girlfriend who was watching the fun on the side with a pitiful face.

After receiving a request for help from my boyfriend.

Wen Qingqing crossed her arms and looked at her younger brother who had grown a little taller.

"Would you like to take the two hundred yuan back to your room, or would you like to hand over the red envelope to Auntie later?"

"Two hundred, can I keep it for myself?"

When Zhang Yan heard that he could keep the two blanks in private, a hesitant expression appeared on his face.

"OK."

Wen Qingqing nodded.

"Then can you cover for me after I buy the things?"

After his elder sister started buying things for him frequently, his mother no longer allowed her to buy things for him.

He said he bought too many things and he grew so fast that the clothes couldn't be put on before he could even put them on.

Moreover, his grades have improved recently.

It seemed to give my mother hope.

You can’t play with toys anymore, and you can only play games for one hour.

He actually considered whether he should act a little dumber.

However, when he saw his mother's happy expression at the parent-teacher meeting, he thought that it would be wiser to be smarter.

Besides, his sister is so smart, he can't fall behind.

"Ok."

She knew this trick would work.

"Brother-in-law can also cover for you."

After knowing that he succeeded, Quan Zhilong happily gestured with his hands.

"You are not allowed to bully my sister, otherwise, I will beat you up."

Zhang Yan waved his little fist.

“Also, my father said that you can only call someone brother-in-law after you get married.

In your current situation, you can only be considered my sister's boyfriend."

"..."

Last time, it was quite convenient to call him brother-in-law.

"Okay, then you can call me brother. Brother Zhilong?"

In short, just don't call him uncle.

But, what you fear will come true.

"Actually, at your age now, I should call you uncle."

Zhang Yan said this seriously.

"But you are my sister's boyfriend now, so I can reluctantly call you brother."

Zhang Yan paused for a moment and said what Quan Zhilong wanted to hear.

Then he stretched out his little hand and signaled Quan Zhilong to give him the money.

"Give."

Quan Ji-yong was very tactful and took out two Mao Zedong notes from the red envelope and then put them in his brother-in-law's hand.