CH 21.1

As soon as Ji Zhile’s words came out, the two adults present were both stunned.

Ji Jiangzhou and Si Tian looked at each other, seeing disbelief in each other’s eyes.

What Si Tian thought was that she should not have been jumped by an immortal. But the villa was real and the money in her card was also real.

What Ji Jiangzhou thought was, where did Ji Zhile hear the rumors, twenty yuan a day, really angry and funny.

The atmosphere was deadlocked and silent for a moment.

Ji Zhile’s courage dissipated a lot. He was really afraid that his parents would be angry.

He has never seen his father angry, but he has seen his mother angry and his mother will beat him.

Ji Zhile is a little cowardly when he thinks about it. But he is even more afraid now, what if his mother ignores him like before.

Ji Zhile took out the five yuan that he kept in his trousers pocket all the time. He put it in his palm and handed it to Si Tian, ​​with a childish voice: “Mom, don’t be angry. I’m also picking up bottles now and I can sell them for five yuan a day. I won’t eat KFC anymore. I will buy Mom a new dress.”

Si Tian lowered her eyes and saw that the five yuan that Ji Zhile put in her palm was not a whole piece, but five pieces of one yuan stacked together. It was neatly folded by the children. She could see that he cherished it very much, but now he gave it to her without reservation.

Si Tian’s heart moved slightly. But she quickly realized that she had never given Ji Zhile any cash: “Where did you get the money?”

Ji Zhile looked at the two adults and said in a low voice, “I picked up bottles and sold them.”

Ji Jiangzhou:?

Si Tian:? ? ?

The two adults had only one thought in their minds. When did my son become so young that he picked up bottles and sold them for money?

Si Tian took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down: “So you didn’t ask for the bottle at the amusement park that day to do your homework, but to sell it for money?”

Ji Jiangzhou’s originally calm face was also faintly broken: “Zhile, you asked me to bring back the empty bottle to sell it for money? Is it the same as looking for bottles in the trash can outside today?”

Si Tian suddenly thought of something again and her voice changed: “Did you go to find Xiao Yuan on weekends to pick up trash?”

Ji Zhile pouted and explained seriously: “It’s not to pick up garbage but to pick up bottles. Bottles are not garbage. They can be sold for money.”

Si Tian only felt that her eyes were dim and she gritted her teeth and said, “Ji Zhile, you are really amazing.”

But it was obvious that Ji Zhile could not understand the irony.

Hearing this sentence, his first reaction was that Mom praised him. He is really good.

Although Ji Zhile did not think it was a big deal to pick up bottles and sell them for money, seeing his parents excited, Ji Zhile suddenly felt that he was a very powerful and important person in his family.

He tried his best to humble himself, but his tone was still a little proud: “Yes, I sold it for five yuan!”

“I also picked up a lot of bottles last night, but they disappeared.” At this point, Ji Zhile felt that since the matter had been confessed and his mother did not seem to be angry at this time, Ji Zhile began to ask expectantly, “So, can I take home the bottle I picked up tonight? That way it won’t go away.”

“No!” Si Tian said.

Things picked up from the trash can easily carry cockroach eggs and she doesn’t want this cozy villa to become a cockroach paradise at all.

Ji Jiangzhou could not accept it for a while. But seeing his youngest son’s crying face, he said, “Don’t take it home, just put it at the door.”

But Ji Zhile did not dare to move yet, so he cast his eyes on Si Tian.

Si Tian rubbed the center of her brows with difficulty. Why did things develop like this?

“Why are you picking up trash?” At this moment, Si Tian was about to collapse.

The God of Wealth, who had just paid her half a million yuan, was sitting here and what he asked of her was to take good care of her two children.

And she actually took such a high salary to let his son pick up trash.

Si Tian could not feel at ease with this money. She felt a dull pain in her heart as if she was about to grow a conscience.

She did not even dare to look at him too much, for fear that it would be difficult to talk to Jiang Zhou last time.

Ji Zhile frowned and said in a very innocent tone, “Because our family has no money and Dad can only earn twenty yuan a day, so I’m going to earn money.”

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Translator’s Comment:

I think these three people are not in one frequency. Lol…