Father Lou looked at his two daughters deeply, reached out to take the two contracts, and went to the study without saying a word.

"Dad." Lou Huan shouted without reaction.

Lou's mother sighed, "How come you two dare to sell the shop in the city center? That was the dowry that your father and I saved for you with the first pot of gold. We also wavered whether to sell it. In the end, we just wanted to leave some valuable things for you sisters."

"Even if our family is poor in the future, you two sisters will not be hungry. If you get married, you have a shop in the city center to dowry and have some say in your in-laws' house."

Lou Yue said: "Aren't we a family? Why are you poor and we sisters, as your daughters, able to live a good life?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Lou Huan nodded heavily and agreed.

"No debt, mother." Lou Yue took his mother's arm, "My little sister and I have been eating yours and using yours, so we should take responsibility with you."

"Yeah, yeah!" Lou Huan wished he could raise his hands and feet to agree.

Lou's mother patted her eldest daughter's hand and said with a deep sorrow: "What's the matter? When we give birth to you, we must take care of you and be responsible for you."

"Yes, you take care of us and be responsible for us, and we are the same in turn."

"That's it!"

Lou Huan kept pursing his lips, nodding heavily, and lit frequently, like a little rabbit pounding medicine.

All the hearts of Lou's mother were melted by her two daughters. She reached out and pinched her little daughter's face, "I just knew I was helping you sister next to me."

"Sister is telling the truth!" Lou Huan's head leaned into the study, "Are Dad angry?"

"I'm angry." said Lou's mother, "but it's not that she's angry with you, she's angry with herself. Don't bother him, let him stay for a while."

Father Lou kept hiding in the study and didn't come out to have dinner.

It was late at night, and Father Lou came out and wanted to go to the kitchen to heat up the food.

The daughters are working hard for this family, and he cannot fall ill.

Before I could reach the kitchen door, I saw the lights on in the kitchen. I could hear the sound of ping-pong when I approached.

This point is still in the kitchen, either his wife asks Aunt Tan to prepare midnight snacks for him, or his wife takes it himself.

But he didn't expect it would be his little daughter.

Lou Huan was wearing an apron, holding the lid of the pot in one hand and the egg in the other, and knocking on the side of the pot in a decent manner.

While throwing the eggs into the oil pan, raise the lid to block yourself and squat down.

The oil pan is crackling.

When Lou Father stood at the door, he smelled the burnt smell.

This is not a cook, it is clearly a war.

Lou Huan sniffed, smelled the strong burnt smell, and was about to stand up when his father turned off the fire.

Father Lou looked at the burnt eggs and egg shells in the pot, and smiled so much that he was doting and helpless.

"dad?"

"If you are hungry, let Aunt Tan make it for you. What kind of kitchen should I come to?" Lou's father took off the lid of the pot on his daughter's hand and said with a smile, "Your hands are the same as your mother's. They should not be used to cook, they should be used to draw."

"But my mother not only knows how to draw, but also makes soup for us, and makes steamed pork ribs for me." Lou Huan said, "Mom can, I can do it too."

"So you can talk more about your mother in the future and let her cook less. You Aunt Tan will be there at home." Father Lou looked at the messy kitchen, "Do you want to eat fried eggs? Dad makes it for you."

"No, I want to make it for my father." Lou Huan looked at the failed eggs and turned to look elsewhere. "Although the eggs were not fried successfully, I cooked the noodles."

She brought the noodles she had cooked to her father, "This is very simple. I can just boil water and put the noodles in it."

Father Lou took the noodles cooked by his daughter and looked closely and it looked pretty good.

I picked up the chopsticks and it was completely broken.

Lou Huan: "..."

"I picked it up when it was cooked, and it didn't cook for a long time."

"The quality of this noodles is not good." Father Lou smiled and couldn't help but think of the first bowl of noodles his wife made for him, which was cooked so hard.

But he didn't say that at that time. He kept laughing beside him, not knowing how he cooked the noodles like this, but ended up laughing too much and making his wife angry.

However, his wife was not the kind of person who would throw the bowl when she was angry, but she said in a depressed manner that she wanted to do it again, and asked him to watch it from the side to see what was wrong.

He looked at it and found the reason.

Put the noodles in boiling water and cook for a while. If they taste a little hard, they can be picked up.

But his wife picked up the noodles and tasted them before putting them in a bowl.

Put it a little, and the noodles will break as soon as you pinch them, and they will be cooked too much.

But he ate the noodles twice, and this time was no exception.

"You two sisters, one is like your mother's side." Father Lou took out a spoon, "Thank you for your good daughter's late-night snack for her father himself. Can you get some salt for her father?"

The noodles didn't have any salt.

This is different from her mother. The first bowl of noodles her mother made was so salty that she almost sent him away.

Finally, I ginseng and finished eating.

Lou Huan obediently took the salt and sat at the small dining table with his father, watching him finish eating spoonfuls of spoonfuls.

"Dad, are you still hungry? I can cook another bowl and change the noodles this time."

“Not hungry.”

"Then dad, aren't you angry?" Lou Huan asked carefully, "Don't be angry with me and my sister, and don't be angry with yourself."

Father Lou shook his head, "Don't be angry. But Dad asked you something, you must answer honestly."

"Dad, ask, I promise to answer honestly." Lou Huan grinned, sat upright, waiting for his father's question.

When Lou's father was in the study, he looked through the contract and said that his eldest daughter would pay 15 million from the Hu family and his younger daughter would pay 40 million from the Li family.

They were in a hurry to sell, and even the shops in the city center could not sell for 40 million.

"Where did you get the 40 million? That shop can only sell 20 million."

Lou Huan's heart was stuttering. Every time she lies, she was easily seen through by her parents, but she would definitely not be able to tell the truth.

Then let’s talk about the true and false.

"The shop sold 11 million yuan, and part of the other money was earned by me by drawing, and part of it was given to me by Xiao's family."

She didn't lie!

Yang Liu is the third wife of the Xiao family. Isn’t the money given by the Xiao family?

Father Lou didn't see a lie in his young daughter's eyes and said suspiciously: "Why does the Xiao family give you money?"

Lou Huan said without changing his face: "Their family is rich. Sometimes they need me to help me, and I will give me some tips. I have saved all of them, but I didn't save enough, so I sold the shop."

Father Lou was silent for a moment and did not ask any further, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

The topic turned to another thing, "Tomorrow is December 7th, and I'm going to see an old friend in the cemetery. I don't know if you still remember when you were eight years old and told me that when you were eighteen, I want me to remember to call you to go with you."

"It seems that you have made any agreement with someone, do you still remember?"
Chapter completed!