Chapter 2073： Why don't you like it

Chapter 2073 Why don't you like it

When he got home, Zhang Minghui asked Jing Xiaocha, "Aunt, can I not have the gift from Aunt Ou?"

Jing Xiaocha's face showed a touch of surprise, "Why not, don't you like it?"

Ou Yihan gave Zhang Minghui a pen.

Zhang Minghui handed the pen to Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, I just don’t like Aunt Ou, and I don’t want her gift."

Zhang Minghui's dissatisfaction was written on his small face, and his voice was three-pointed stiff and stubborn.

Jing Xiaocha thought for a while, and said softly, “If you really don’t want it, then put the gift away and don’t use it.”

"Great."

Zhang Minghui hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly agreed.

There are other thoughts in his heart.

On this weekend, Zhang Minghui followed Zi Yi to shoot the commercial, because Zi Yi had told him the day before that his uncle Wen Jin would also go with him.

Zhang Minghui took the pen that Ou Yihan gave him, and handed it to Wen Jin as soon as he got in the car, "Uncle Wen, you help me return this pen to Aunt Ou."

"Don't you like it, why don't you keep it for use?"

Wen Jin also looked at Zhang Minghui suspiciously, and did not reach out to pick up the pen he handed over.

Zi Yi, who was sitting on the other side, smiled and asked, “Zhang Minghui, do you think the gift Aunt Ou gave you is not as valuable as ours, so you don’t like it.”

"I don't have that kind of thought."

Zhang Minghui retorted if he didn't even think about it.

Zi Yi raised his beautiful eyebrows, and looked at him inquisitively with beautiful eyes, "Why don't you like it?"

"No merit is not allowed, I am not familiar with Aunt Ou, why do you want her gift."

Zhang Minghui has a very calm tone, unlike a child over eight years old.

"Do you not like Aunt Ou being my second uncle's girlfriend?"

Zi Yi stared at Zhang Minghui’s awkward face for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out to take the pen in his hand and stuffed it into Wen Jin’s arms, "Second Uncle, will you marry Aunt Ou?"

Zhang Minghui's face changed, this time he did not refute.

Wen Jin frowned slightly, looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt a headache, "You two little children, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, say something you shouldn't say."

The voice paused slightly, and he looked at Zhang Minghui with a serious expression, "You return the pen to Aunt Ou, does your aunt know?"

"do not know."

Zhang Minghui's voice was a little lower, with a guilty conscience.

"Then tell me why you don't like Aunt Ou, as long as you can give a reason, I will return this pen for you."

Zhang Minghui stubbornly pursed his lips. "If you don't like it, you don't like it. I don't like her being with Uncle Wen, and I don't like her introducing her boyfriend to my aunt. Uncle Wen, my aunt likes you so much, why don't you like me? Where's Auntie?"

asked this sentence, Zhang Minghui fixedly looked at Wen Jin with his eyes open.

As if he wouldn’t stop if he didn’t give an answer.

At the restaurant that day, Zhang Minghui said something similar. Although it was different from this, the atmosphere was embarrassed by him.

Unexpectedly, he would dare to ask Wen Jin frankly today, why doesn’t he like her aunt?

Zi Yi raised her lips as she watched the joke and looked at Wen Jin and Zhang Minghui. The corners of Qingfeng's mouth twitched while driving in front of him, pretending not to hear Zhang Minghui's words, and continued driving.

"Xiaohui, you are a kid and don’t know what liking is."

"Second Uncle, whoever said that children don’t understand, I understand. Since Zhang Minghui wants to know the answer, can you just tell him?"

If Zi Yi added fuel to the fire, Wen Jin gave a cold look.

He chuckled, turned his head, took a tissue to wipe Qingqing's mouth, and said softly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Brother eat."

Qingqing fed the rest of the food in her hand to Zi Yi's mouth. She took a bite with Qingqing's saliva on it. Zi Yi smiled and ate it with one mouth.

Zhang Minghui saw Wen Jin not answering his question, and his face was three-pointed angrily, "I see, Uncle Wen likes Aunt Ou but doesn't like Aunt. Uncle Wen don't tell aunt these words."

Wen Jin said lightly, “What you should worry about now is your study, and how do you earn money to support yourself, and perform well on the set later.”

"I know."

Zhang Minghui is angry with Wen Jin, and Wen Jin can only let him get angry.

**

Zhang Minghui went out for a day, but Jing Xiaocha did not go out to catch up the draft for a day at home.

She drove out the few plots that had to be revised, but because she was not satisfied, she deleted another two thousand words.

While thinking hard, Zhang Minghui was sent back by Wen Jin.

"Uncle Wen, come in and sit down for a cup of tea."

Without waiting for Wen Ran to speak, Zhang Minghui greeted Wen Jin enthusiastically. After speaking, he happily said to Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, I have found a job, and I can support myself in the future."

"What job do you look for?"

Jing Xiaocha asked with a smile, raising her eyes to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin walked toward the sofa in the living room, and answered gently, “It was Zi Yi who was doing jerseys next to him when he was shooting the commercial. Zi Yi recommended him, so he was hired.”

"is it?"

The smile on Jing Xiaocha's face was brilliant, no matter what job it was, Zhang Minghui could support himself by himself.

Zhang Minghui nodded vigorously, as if he really became a little adult all of a sudden, "Aunt, really, I can earn money on my own in the future, I earned fifty yuan today."

While talking, he took out the money and handed it to Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha smiled and looked at the money he handed over, “Save the money you earn yourself. I’ll buy you a piggy bank later.”

"Auntie, I don’t save money. I will leave it to you for living expenses. I can support my aunt if I earn more."

Zhang Minghui is full of confidence in himself and the future, and his eyes are shining brightly.

Wen Jin looked in his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, where is Zhang Minghui so easy to find a job? On the set, there is no need for a kid like him to do jerky.

But seeing him so happy to make money, he thinks it's worth it.

Although Zhang Minghui used to be bad, he is still a child and he still has time to correct him.

"Since Xiaohui handed over the money to you, just accept it, and remember it to him."

Wen Jin spoke with a gentle smile, and Zhang Minghui nodded in agreement.

Jing Xiaocha accepted it with a smile, "Okay, I will keep it for you first, and I will pay you tuition in the future."

Zhang Minghui went to a noble school, but the tuition is not low.

Mo Xiuchen paid for his tuition this semester.

Jing Xiaocha was supposed to be given to Wen Ran, but Wen Ran insisted not to ask her to pay for Zhang Minghui in the next semester.

"Auntie, I will work hard to earn money in the future, and I won't delay my studies."

Earning fifty yuan a day, and still earning so easily.

This is the first time Zhang Minghui has grown up.

He used to pick up **** and move bricks on the construction site. He could only earn a few dollars a day, and he was dirty and tired.

(End of this chapter)