Congee likes to play with Qin Bei.

He's heartless, easy to coax, and doesn't hold grudges.

If I had any grudge, I would have broken up with her eight hundred times.

Qin Bei licked the corner of his mouth and said stupidly: "Rorridge, you are so kind."

He completely forgot who made him cry in anger just now.

Congee smiled brightly at him, "It's good for you, Brother Six."

The two little brats were having a big fight just now, but they made up again after a while. Grandma Qin was also speechless for a while.

She shook her head, walked over angrily, and tapped Qin Bei's forehead, "You're a silly fish, you have seven seconds of memory."

Qin Bei looked up at him stupidly, a little unhappy after hearing this.

He is not stupid!

Grandma Qin glanced at him and snorted softly. If he is not stupid, are there any fools in the world?

Glancing at Congee, I saw the little fat girl covering her mouth and snickering, feeling a little helpless. This was also a little bad guy.

Qin Lie also came over and scratched her double chin. He couldn't bear to see her sixth nephew being so stupid and said kindly: "Don't bully brother."

"Oh." Congee nodded obediently, took out a lollipop from his bag and handed it to him, "Brother Six, here you go."

Qin Bei took it without hesitation and started eating it with an "Ahhh" sound.

The sweet taste melted in his mouth, making him salivate with joy.

He asked expectantly: "Porridge, will you give me delicious food every time you bully me?"

"Then bully me a few more times!"

Grandma Qin: "..."

Qin Lie: "..."

Okay, they worry for nothing, this stupid boy is still asking to be bullied!

No longer able to stand his stupidity, the two of them shook their heads and left.

He deserves to be bullied all the time!

Congee also looked at Qin Bei with a smile, "I won't bully Sixth Brother, but I will also give you delicious food."

With that said, she gave him all the snacks in her bag.

Qin Bei let out a "wow" and said loudly: "Porridge, I like you the most!"

Qin Nan happened to be passing by and covered his face. Alas, it was another day when he wanted to have plastic surgery.

Several live treasures played together, and time passed quickly.

The next day, the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, was the first day of school.

Early in the morning, Chuzhou carried her little schoolbag and happily went downstairs.

Thinking of something, she quickly looked at Qin Er and asked, "Brother Dafu, can I get my scholarship?"

I asked him before and he said that I have to wait until school starts.

School starts today.

Qin Er has received a scholarship for five years and is very experienced.

He nodded, "Yes, the opening ceremony will be held shortly, and the award ceremony of last semester will be held together."

"Wow!" Porridge's eyes lit up instantly.

"But the money is not much. The first place in the first grade only has 500 yuan." Qin Er reminded, fearing that Porridge would be disappointed.

He was wrong about this.

Let alone five hundred, even if it was only five yuan and fifty cents, Porridge would be very happy.

Don’t be dissatisfied with the money you get for free.

At that time, she waved her little fat paw and said, "It's okay, it's all money."

Qin Er agrees with this.

"That's right, if you add up a little, you'll get a lot."

His current savings and scholarships alone are tens of thousands.

When he gets the No. 1 pick when he is promoted to junior high school this year, the bonus will be even greater.

He said: "Look at what competitions there are in the future. If you participate, you will also get bonuses. That one is more money."

Hearing this, Porridge blinked and asked curiously: "What kind of competitions are there?"

"Many, such as singing, painting..."

After finishing speaking, he thought of the ghostly words painted by Congee and the howling songs of ghosts and wolves. He suddenly paused and quickly added: "Both competitions have to go to very far places. You have to pay for the tickets yourself. The prize money is also the lowest, which is very good."

Maybe some money will be given to you."

That's it.

Porridge's eyes instantly darkened, he sighed and pouted: "Well, my singing and painting skills have been ruined for nothing."

Qin Er: "..." Are you sure?

He was afraid that if Lunchuan went to participate in the competition, the judges would ask her to pay for mental damages.

Congee Congee, whether it's singing or painting, it's too terrible.

Porridge, however, didn't realize it, and he was very confident.

She asked eagerly: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Qin Er nodded. He thought about it for a while. Congee had a good mind and was good at studying. She could participate in this kind of competition. As for talents, she shouldn't think about it.

"I'll sort it out for you later, and you can take a look at it then."

This is also his habit. When school starts, he will collect all the competition information of the year. The time and place are exactly the same. Of course, the most important thing is the prize money.

Those who don’t pay will not participate.

If you have less money, it depends on time.

He knows these games well because of the prize money.

Hearing his words, Qunchu nodded vigorously, "Brother Dafu, your wife is so powerful!"

Qin Er waved his hand calmly, "Low-key, just routine operations."

It’s just self-cultivation for money addicts.

Now, Congee admired him even more.

Still humble!

Seeing the two money lovers eager to win all the major awards, Grandma Qin couldn't help but raise her forehead.

It's over, the principal will have a headache again.

Finally, when Qin'er entered the sixth grade, and he was about to get through it, another porridge came, and his ability to shear wool was no worse than Qin'er.

Even worse.

How miserable.

Have sympathy for him for a second.

Not knowing what she was thinking, Congee happily asked Qin Er for advice.

The principal was greeting them at the door. When he saw the little chubby girl jumping over, the smile on his face instantly deepened.

The little girl is very cute and makes me happy to look at her.

It's been a year, but my baby still hasn't grown.

The principal complained secretly in his heart. In just a short time, Congee had already jumped in front of him.

He raised his little head and asked: "Uncle Principal, are there any competitions this year? There will be prizes. When the time comes to sign up, you must remember to tell me."

After saying that, he took out a candy from his bag and handed it to her as a gift to ask for help.

She is very understanding of people and the world.

The corner of the principal's mouth twitched, and the smile on his face almost broke.

No need to ask, you know who taught her this!

Qin Dafu’s money-making machine!

Others paid to go to school, but he came to make money.

However, his academic performance is not bad at all. Not only that, he is also the person who has won the most trophies. Everywhere he puts them, teachers are competing for him.

Of course he likes it too, but sometimes the wallet is a bit unbearable.

As soon as he heard these familiar words, the principal's head trembled.

However, Chuzhou looked at him eagerly, with a look that made it almost impossible to ignore her.

After thinking about it for a while, the principal finally relented and nodded: "Okay, okay, I will definitely tell you if you have it."

"When will it be available? I'm so anxious." Qi Zhou asked impatiently.

Now, the principal was really worried.

Grandma Qin laughed from behind, and Qin Lie's eyes were also full of smiles.
Chapter completed!