139 Chapter 139 Lion Shit Is Better than Bear Poop

"Don't call me that, are we familiar?" Zhang Xiaohua yelled at him, don't say it, it really smells like a Hedong lion roar.

Those Danfeng eyes stared, a bit more fierce than her mother, Miao Juhua was also taken aback, stood a little further away, and re-examined her daughter in her heart.

"Tsk tsk, damn girl, good temper!" She secretly reprimanded, but she also knew that her daughter is now a dynamite bag, which will explode at one point, she wouldn't try to poke the mold.

Jiang Xiaohu chuckled and said, "Don't be so rude, Xiaohua, the visitor is a guest! If someone wants to compare me with the number on the card, I just show him."

Holding the cell phone, Jiang Xiaohu quietly pressed it to send a short message to someone.

After Miao Fuquan had eaten this suffocation, coupled with the previous events, he was already very angry.But before he married Zhang Xiaohua home, he would not have an episode.

He smiled and said, "I have a good temper. I like a woman with a big temper. If I can hold a family for me in the future, I can also start a career outside." Then he looked at Jiang Xiaohu, "Well, brother, let's do it today, since You all showed the numbers, so what if we make a bet?"

"Gambling is illegal." Jiang Xiaohu immediately pretended to be an obedient boy, making people want to comb him with a big back, then put him on a pair of glasses, white shirt, black shorts and small leather shoes.

In short, Zhang Xiaohua saw his expression in his eyes, and he felt funny and liked it tightly.

"Yes, yes, isn't it in private? If you don't tell me, they don't tell me, who knows?" Miao Fuquan was also out of temper by him.

"Okay, how do you gamble?" Jiang Xiaohu asked. In fact, he had guessed Miao Fuquan's mind a long time ago. It was nothing more than someone else's money.

To be honest, this idea is a sorrowful idea, and I still disrespect Zhang Xiaohua.However, Jiang Xiaohu couldn't think of a better way than this idea.

Moreover, this method can never cause trouble, so he will follow Miao Fuquan's words.

Poor Miao Fuquan thought he was in control of the whole situation, who knew it was all held in Jiang Xiaohu's palm.

Miao Fuquan took out another card and put it on the stool: "We have more money than whoever has more money, whoever marries her."

Zhang Xiaohua didn't think so much, she wanted to fuck him angrily.She knows Jiang Xiaohu's family background, although Jiang Xiaohu is now striding along the Kangzhuang Avenue, but after all, Miao Fuquan started very early.In terms of money, Jiang Xiaohu is no better than Miao Fuquan.

Before she could speak, Jiang Xiaohu grabbed her hand.Her palms were slightly sweaty, and Jiang Xiaohu's palms were hot.Being held tightly by this slightly rough big hand, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt at ease.

She knew that Jiang Xiaohu would not fight an unsure battle, maybe he arranged it freely, um, it's right to believe him.

Zhang Xiaohua settled down and shook Jiang Xiaohu's hand back.The two young men almost clasped their fingers together. Zhang Fugong and his wife saw this scene. They were very angry, but they didn't dare to break apart.Miao Fuquan was even more angry. The saddest thing was that he had to pretend to be generous.

"Then I see how much money is on your card!" Jiang Xiaohu stared at Miao Fuquan arrogantly. There must be a lot of money on this card, and he knew it well.

Miao Fuquan's face turned from iron blue to jet black, and his smile couldn't help.He took a deep breath, restrained his jealousy, opened the mobile app and handed the phone to Zhang Fugong and his wife.

Zhang Fugong took a look, oh, you only have fifty thousand yuan on this card!He was stunned for a moment, but he heard Miao Fuquan say: "Let’s be rich, follow a principle, don’t put eggs in a box."

With that said, he opened another app and showed Zhang Fugong again, this time the number was 120,000.Zhang Fugong breathed a sigh of relief, okay, he can calm Jiang Xiaohu.But I feel uncomfortable again, hey, Jiang Xiaohu is still young after all, and he can't beat Miao Fuquan!

Miao Fuquan smiled and asked: "Uncle, tell me, how much do I have in total?"

Zhang Fugong broke his fingers: "One hundred twenty thousand out of fifty thousand, ah, more than seventeen thousand in total!"

Miao Juhua was very happy. He couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Xiaohu, and said secretly: "Tell you kid to be patient, you have the ability, can you beat others?"

But then again, even if Jiang Xiaohu should have passed Miao Fuquan, she would not marry her daughter to Jiang Xiaohu, absolutely not!

"Oh, it's more than one hundred thousand!" Jiang Xiaohu said lightly.

Zhang Xiaohua was anxious, but she felt Jiang Xiaohu's hand squeeze her slightly, she was stunned, and suddenly her heart reassured.

Yes, Jiang Xiaohu will definitely not go empty, he must have a solution.

"One hundred thousand or one hundred seventy thousand, which one is older, do first-year kids know?" Miao Fu glanced at Jiang Xiaohu triumphantly.

Jiang Xiaohu nodded seriously: "Yes, more than 170,000, I am not stupid."

Miao Fuquan smiled and reached out to grab Zhang Xiaohua: "This wife is mine."

Zhang Xiaohua screamed and dodged, Jiang Xiaohu slapped Miao Fuquan's hand: "Get up, who said the wife is yours? She is clearly mine."

"Hey, I'm willing to lose the gambling. I recorded everything we said just now. The money on your card is not as much as mine. You lost." Miao Fuquan pressed the recorder and played back all their conversations.

After that, Miao Fuquan stared at Jiang Xiaohu provocatively, waiting to see him joke.

Miao Fu thought to himself that if Jiang Xiaohu was shameless, he would call someone to beat him up.If you don't shame, then taunt this guy, and kick him out with the old man.

"Oh, are you still recording?" Jiang Xiaohu said, "Also, there is a testimony to the recording."

"You know, you can leave now, right?" Miao Fuquan sneered.

Jiang Xiaohu raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, no one is stopping you."

Miao Fuquan had a black line on his forehead: "You don't understand human words, do you? Now it is you who have lost, you are one hundred thousand and I am one hundred and seventy thousand, you lose!"

Jiang Xiaohu's phone rang a few times, and he raised his hand to stop communicating with Miao Fuquan and focus on replying to the news.In Miao Fuquan's view, this move is completely disguising his embarrassment of losing the game.

"Who said I lost?" Jiang Xiaohu rolled his eyelids, put away his hippie smile, and stared at each other with a serious face.He was very friendly and funny when he was hippie smiling, and it was terrifying when he was serious, and even Zhang Xiaohua's family shuddered.

The pupils of the black hole, the sharp white of the eyes, and a pair of piercing eyes make people afraid to look directly.

"You said it yourself, one hundred thousand is less than one hundred seventy thousand!" Miao Fuquan also froze for a moment, stuttering a bit.Now he is suddenly a little confused, what kind of routine is this kid going to play?

"One hundred thousand is indeed less than one hundred thousand, but I have more than one hundred thousand!" Jiang Xiaohu said slowly.

"Hmph, you are sophistry! There is a kind of show, facts are better than eloquence!" Miao Fuquan took a deep breath, and forced Jiang Xiaohu to fight.

Jiang Xiaohu raised the corner of his mouth: "Indeed, lion poop is better than bear poop, see for yourself!"

Miao Fuquan didn't even bother to play childish homophonic games. He looked at the phone in Jiang Xiaohu's hand, and he was astonished.