The wealthy young master is a money fan

Pei Xiu babbled one by one, Yan Heng searched the name in his mind, and felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was, and couldn't match the face.

Pei Ji had been lost for more than ten years, and it has only been two years since he was found. The whole Pei family was at war, and Pei Xiu never specifically mentioned to Yan Heng his lost and found younger brother.

Hearing Yan Heng's question now, Pei Xiu on the other side of the phone hesitated for a moment, and finally said honestly:

"My brother."

Yan Heng raised his eyebrows: "Cousin, cousin? Why is it worth your attention?"

"Give it to the garage, Boss Pei is really generous."

Ignoring Yan Heng's teasing, Pei Xiu said seriously:

"My dear brother, Zhao Zhao, you have met him before."

Yan Heng was taken aback, but didn't react for a while:

"Your brother?"

Being friends for many years, Pei Xiu has a younger brother, Yan Heng, who naturally knows about it, but his younger brother has been lost for many years.

Yan Heng never mentioned this matter in front of Pei Xiu, because he was afraid of bringing up the other party's sadness.

Pei Xiu nodded: "Yes, you should have met in elementary school."

After being reminded by Pei Xiu, the silhouette of a milk dumpling faintly appeared in Yan Heng's mind.

He did remember that many years ago, Pei Xiu was always followed by a little milk bag, smelling like milk, who couldn't walk steadily but followed Pei Xiu every day, calling each other 'brother'.

But he was not very old at the time, and he preferred to play with his peers, so he didn't pay much attention to the young master of the Pei family.

As for the little milk bag, Yan Heng's deepest memory is that he lost it, and the Pei family was in a hurry.

This loss has lasted more than ten years, and if he didn't deliberately mention it, Yan Heng almost forgot about this person.

But now is not the time to recall the past, Yan Heng sat up straight, the surprise and shock in his eyes was undisguised:

"Your brother is back? When?"

Pei Xiu: "It's about the past two years."

Yan Heng was happy for his friend, and asked again: "Why have I never heard of such a big event from you?"

"It's not that I deliberately hid it from you, it's just that when Zhao Zhao first came back, the situation was not very good. My parents didn't want others to disturb them, so they kept silent."

Yan Heng's expression was solemn: "What do you mean the situation is not good?"

All kinds of news about children being abducted and trafficked flashed in Yan Heng's mind, and he had an ominous premonition.

Pei Xiu frowned, considered his words, and finally said:

"When Zhaozhao came back, he didn't talk or let us touch him. He was very sensitive. The doctor said that in addition to his long-term malnutrition and overwork, he also had mental problems..."

After hearing Pei Xiu's words, the pampered Yan Heng couldn't imagine how much hardship a milk dumpling would have to suffer outside.

Seeing Pei Xiu's ugly expression, Yan Heng was silent for a while, and comforted him:

"Fortunately, the person has been found now, which is a great fortune among misfortunes."

Pei Xiu also nodded: "Yeah, luckily I got it back."

The atmosphere was too heavy, Yan Heng changed the topic: "When is your brother's birthday?"

Putting those unhappy things behind for a while, Pei Xiu cheered up:

"October [-]st is National Day."

Yan Heng paused, and reminded: "It's only the beginning of June."

There are still four months until the National Day!

Half a year can also be called 'birthday immediately'?

However, Pei Xiu shook his head: "A few months is too fast. If I want to send a villa, I have to choose it carefully. I also need to look at Feng Shui and decoration..."

Pei Xiu's analysis was logical, but in the end, the more he talked, the more he felt that there was not enough time to prepare a gift for Pei Ji.

Yan Heng could tell today that his best friend has become a brother-in-law.

Yan Heng didn't have much experience in giving gifts either, in his heart, his impression of Pei Xiu's brother was still from his childhood.

What children like is nothing more than the few things——

Sneakers, watches, game consoles...

The bigger ones are the cars and houses that Pei Xiu mentioned.

Yan Heng's suggestion was mentioned as if he hadn't mentioned it, Pei Xiu rolled his eyes at him:

"I know you can't be trusted."

After finishing speaking, Pei Xiu held back his laughter, showing off his expression full of pride:

"Yes, after all, you don't have a younger brother, I understand."

"You don't know, Zhao Zhao is so good-looking and handsome now, there must be many people like him at school..."

Seeing the sudden change in the painting style, Yan Heng suddenly started showing off his younger brother's friend, "..."

It's not easy to tell outsiders about Pei Ji's affairs. In the past two years, Pei Xiu's heart of wanting to share joy has not found a suitable person to confide in.

It's all right now, Yan Heng knows, he will naturally not let go of this great opportunity.

Pei Xiu almost boasted Pei Ji a flower.

After knowing each other for so many years, it was the first time that Yan Heng saw Pei Xiu who could speak so well, and also had such a talent for writing, and he did not repeat his compliments.

But at night, his patience was limited. After listening to Pei Xiu boasting about his brother for nearly 10 minutes, Yan Heng couldn't help but interrupt him:

"All right, all right, let's keep your compliments and tell your brother."

Pei Xiu concluded:

"Anyway, when you meet Zhao Zhao, you'll know how good he really is, and know that I didn't exaggerate a word today."

Yan Heng lay back lazily, with a leisurely posture: "Okay, there will be opportunities in the future."

After finishing the call, Yan Heng was still surprised when he calmed down, he didn't expect Pei Xiu's younger brother to come back without a sound.

Thinking about it, he thought of Pei Ji again like a ghost.

That Zhaozhao suffered some hardships in the past few years, but now he has returned home, and from now on he will have no worries about food and clothing.

Although the little dean also has the same surname as Pei, he has the same surname and different fate. He still has to run around for a living, wears clothes worth more than a dozen yuan, and holds several jobs, so he is so busy all day long.

Judging from the current situation of Dean Xiao, his family situation should not be very good...

With such a comparison, Yan Heng feels sorry for Pei Ji inexplicably, and the more he thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he feels.

Before donating to the Angel House, he learned that the Angel House is a private welfare home. In addition to state subsidies, the hospital also relies on donations from caring people from all walks of life and enterprises.

Unconsciously knocking on the phone screen, Yan Heng thought——

Would you like to add another sum to the funds donated to the Angel House?

With money, little money fans should not work so hard.

…………

Early in the morning of Children's Day, several trucks stopped at the gate of Angel's House, and the supplies from Yan's Group arrived.

That Thursday, Pei Ji happened to be in the backyard after no class. He heard the loud cheers from the children in the outer yard, and he knew that the things had been delivered. He threw away the weeds in his hands, washed his hands and walked out.

The staff in the yard were moving things in one box after another. The older children also carried a smaller box. The children who were too young to move anything walked around the boxes.

Yan's Group is very caring. Each box is colorful and tied with a ribbon to make it look like a gift box. Banners are hung on the truck, wishing the children a happy holiday.

Knowing that this is a Children’s Day gift for everyone, every child in the yard was full of excitement and curiosity on their faces, jumping up and down, discussing loudly what is in so many boxes:

"It must be a toy, I heard a noise inside!"

"I think it's a book! Watercolor pens!"

"snack!"

"New clothes! New clothes!"

Pei Ji had seen the details of donations before, and knew that the gift boxes that the children were talking about contained all the gifts, but he didn't reveal it in advance, so he rolled up his sleeves and went out to carry things.

After Yan Heng got off the car, he immediately saw a familiar figure walking out of the courtyard.

He took two steps forward and was about to speak when he saw the skinny man stop beside the truck, then bent down, holding a huge cardboard box half the height of a person.

The box looked heavy, and it was carried by two adults around it.

Seeing Pei Ji walking in with the box alone, Yan Heng frowned unconsciously and walked up quickly.

The cardboard box was too big and too high, a bit blocking the line of sight, Pei Ji could only turn his head to look at the road while holding it.

As soon as his right foot stepped through the gate, Pei Ji felt his fingers brushed by something warm, and then the thing in his arms suddenly lightened——

"How did you come?"

Pei Ji turned his head to look, and saw that Yan Heng didn't know the time had come.

Holding the other side to help Pei Ji reduce the burden, Yan Heng only knew how heavy the box was after getting started:

"Do you need your dean to come in person for the work of moving things?"

Pei Ji glanced at him, feeling that he was baffled, that he had taken gunpowder in such a tone early in the morning?

Seeing that Pei Ji didn't speak, but didn't refuse his help, Yan Heng let out a soft 'tsk':

"With your small body, aren't you afraid of being crushed by a box?"

Pei Ji said calmly, "I'm young."

Yan Heng heard the words and immediately reacted——

The little money fan is turning a corner and saying that he is old.

Mr. Yan was not happy anymore, he was silent all the way, and after putting down the box, he pretended to be casual and said to Pei Ji:

"I'm not a few years older than you."

After hearing this, Pei Ji let out an 'oh', apparently not taking his words seriously, stretched his arms and continued to walk out.

For some reason, Yan Heng couldn't understand why Pei Ji thought he was old, so he followed him out:

"I heard that you are 21 this year, little dean? You are also seven years younger than me."

"I'm only 28 this year."

Regarding Yan Heng's sudden self-reporting of his age, Pei Ji glanced at him suspiciously, the meaning in his eyes——

What are you telling me about this?I don't care.

Yan Heng, who understood Pei Ji's eyes, suddenly had a heart attack, and felt that he was mentally ill, so he suddenly told him what to do.

It took half an hour for all the things in several cars to be moved into the courtyard.

In addition to the supplies sent by Yan Heng today, the Angel House also prepared gifts for the children.

The children consciously lined up in a crooked line, and Lu Wen, who had an inch head, distributed gifts to them, and Pei Ji confirmed the handover with the person who delivered the supplies at the door.

The courtyard bought a new set of clothes for each of the children, Yan Heng walked up to Pei Ji, curious:

"Their clothes are also wholesale?"

Pei Ji glanced at the silent person walking beside him: "What's wrong?"

The gifts for the children are also carefully selected by them. Although the price is not expensive, they are of good quality, comfortable to wear, and convenient for sports.

Yan Heng stretched his brows and eyes, and smiled:

"Nothing, it's just that I thought you'd buy them better ones."

Pei Ji did his best for the Angel's House, Yan Heng thought he was the kind who would rather wear poorly than treat the children badly and buy good clothes for the children.

Yan Heng just said casually, but Pei Ji turned around and looked directly at him, and suddenly asked:

"What do you think is good?"

Before Yan Heng could answer, Pei Ji said again:

"Here, it's good enough to eat and wear warm clothes, to go out with neat and clean clothes, to get medicine for sickness, and to have bread and steamed buns when you're hungry."

"People who can eat well and dress well will not appear here."

The author has something to say:

At the beginning, President Yan: Stop, I really don't want to hear you talking about your brother.

Later, Mr. Yan: Brother, can you tell me something more obvious?

Brother: Get out! !Who is your brother! ! !