The cannon fodder in the book is sweet and soft, the educated youth is really fragrant

Chapter 316 A Pot of Gold
When Xiaomei Wen saw this, she went to the door and waited. Her parents in her previous life were not like Father Wen. They were very sensible.

The only thing they have in common is.

None of them liked her.

It seems that she was only given birth to provide a job for their respective families.

But in this life, she has an extra brother who shares the same illness and loves each other.

She looked outside blankly.

The person next door came back with a vegetable basket and had already opened the door to go in. He suddenly turned back to Little Sister Wen and said, "Sister, whose child are you?"

Little sister Wen came back to her senses. She turned around and looked over: "Hello, aunt."

Auntie's eyes lit up: "My dear, you are so beautiful!"

"Thank you, auntie. I've already met the father I'm looking for." Wen Xiaomei smiled shyly.

The aunt heard that her surname was Wen.

In addition, the door of the room next door was still open, and the smile on her face suddenly subsided, and she smiled at her: "I have something to do."

With that said, he entered the house.

As he closed the door, he muttered: "What a pity, it's the one surnamed Wen."

Wen Xiaomei smiled helplessly.

After Huo Mao came out, they locked the door and left.

Xiaomei Wen held his hand and asked, "What does my dad want from you? Don't lend him money!"

"No, he wants to make money..." Huo Mao looked at Xiaomei Wen with a complicated expression, "What did you say to uncle?"

"It's nothing, just a few words." Wen Xiaomei said with a sly smile.

"Then your deception was quite successful." Huo Mao said, dumbfounded: "He came to me and asked me to find him a job, and the salary for a month would be ."

Miss Wen: "..."

"What did he say?"

Now the general salary is around forty or fifty.

He rushes towards Eighty when he opens his mouth like a lion? !
He's not a technician!

Wen Xiaomei was speechless. She looked at Huo Mao again and asked quickly: "You won't agree, will you?"

"Yes." Huo Mao nodded and said, "It's not easy for him to earn this money, so I'll wait and see if it's deducted."

Upon hearing this, Miss Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

The two left the family building.

Huo Mao asked her: "Shall we go to the gold shop?"

"Okay!" Miss Wen nodded vigorously. When Huo Mao got on the bicycle, she grabbed his clothes and whispered, "Can you melt those little yellow croakers?"

"Let's put those aside first," Huo Mao said.

Wen Xiaomei said regretfully: "Okay."

But I don’t know which of them rented that house.

When Miss Wen said this, she still felt guilty.

There was a gold shop nearby, but Huo Mao passed by without even looking at it, and just rode in the direction of Huo's house.

Wen Xiaomei was puzzled but didn't say anything.

After arriving at the destination.

I don't know if it belongs to a wealthy area, but this gold shop is bigger than the one near Kyoto University.

The decorations are also reddish and yellowish.

Wen Xiaomei didn't dare to breathe too heavily, for fear of inhaling the gold powder in the air into her body, it was too bold.

How was it allowed to exist?
Little sister Wen, who had originally threatened to take a set of jewelry, didn't dare to fart after walking in here.

Huo Mao didn't expect her to be so cowardly.

I can only take out a piece of paper.

After the clerk checked and asked for his name, he said to him: "Wait a moment."

The clerk shouted for another clerk to come over.

Wen Xiaomei saw it, and saw that the eyes of the two shop assistants were a little strange, so she looked down at her attire.

After the weather got warmer, Wen Xiaomei became obsessed with the contrasting color series of clothes. She felt that there was nothing wrong with her contrasting color outfit.

It's not ugly either.

Just when the thoughts were running out of ideas, the clerk came over with a red box and said to the two of them, "Long wait."

The clerk opened the box and said to Huo Mao: "Sir, this is your custom-made small gold bucket." "This is the drawing, you can recognize it."

"That's it." Huo Mao glanced at it and nodded.

"Okay." The clerk took out the small gold bucket and showed it to him, pointed at the red rope and said, "We made the braided rope according to the two sides you mentioned."

Huo Mao thanked him, took it and looked at it. Seeing that the lines on the small gold bucket were all correct, he handed it over to the dumbfounded Xiaomei Wen.

"Is it for me?" Wen Xiaomei opened her mouth, saw Huo Mao nodding, and quickly stretched out her hands to catch it, only to see that it was really a bucket!

A Pot of Gold is written on the barrel.

Little sister Wen wanted to laugh.

In particular, Huo Mao responded seriously: "Don't you always want a pot of gold? See for yourself if you like it?"

"I like it." Wen Xiaomei nodded with tears in her eyes.

"That's fine."

Huo Mao went to pay the balance.

Little sister Wen didn't see how much he gave.

I wanted to ask but was blocked.

Huo Mao kicked the box into his pocket and pointed at the small gold bucket in her hand: "Put it on?"

"Ah?" Wen Xiaomei's hand was empty, and Huo Mao took it away and hung it directly around her neck.

"What if I lose it?"

Although this bucket is only as big as a thumbnail, it is still very dazzling when worn on the chest.

"Buy it after you lose it." The rich man responded.

Xiaomei Wen stuffed the gold bucket into her clothes and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth crazily.

Seeing her happy, Huo Mao didn't feel anything.

They took a trip to Huo's house.

But I was forced to go along.

When they left the store, they bumped into Mr. Huo's car. As soon as Mr. Huo saw them, he immediately asked the butler to get out of the car and call them.

So, the two of them followed on bicycles all the way back to Huo's house.

Wen Xiaomei had nothing else to do when she arrived at Huo's house, but to eat.

The housekeeper also subconsciously brought her food and prepared an identical portion for Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo glared at him.

But he also refused.

Leaning on crutches, Mr. Huo said to Huo Mao, "I heard that you have been working with a bridge repair team recently to repair bridges?"

"Yes." Huo Mao responded indifferently.

"Alright."

"We must do it in a down-to-earth manner. The bridge is a big problem. Don't cut corners. Once an accident occurs, the people will suffer."

Mr. Huo had a smile on his face.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely follow his words and say a few more words.

But Huo Mao wouldn't.

He didn't even say a word.

I just watched Little Sister Wen eat. Seeing that she was embarrassed, I just brought the plate over and inserted the bamboo skewers into it and handed it to her.

Mr. Huo was heartbroken.

He closed his eyes hard, out of sight and out of mind: "Why did you go to the gold store? You have no money to spend?"

"If you have money, buy gold." Huo Mao simply responded with horror.

It seems that if you speak more words, you will be charged.

Little sister Wen cleared her throat and said, "Brother Huo bought me a pot of gold."

Mr. Huo, who didn't think there was anything at first, widened his eyes in shock when he heard this: "A bucket of gold?!"

Then I saw Wen Xiaomei pulling out a small gold bucket from her neck.

Mr. Huo thinks she is really funny.

He waved his hands as if coaxing a child: "Very good, not bad."

(End of this chapter)