(Chapter 187: Framing and Chapter 193: Xu Damao steals the chicken but loses the rice. They are blocked and are being revised urgently...)

Until get off work, Wang Weidong was still thinking about how to sell warm baby patches, and Lou Xiao'e walked out of the workshop carrying her satchel.

"Brother Wei Dong, my colleague invited me to go shopping in Jingcheng Department Store, will you go?"

"No, no, no."

Unless a man has a fever, he would go shopping with a group of ladies.

Wang Weidong gave the bicycle to Lou Xiaoe without any hesitation.

Then, walk back to the courtyard.

"Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, what do you think we should do?"

When passing several cement pipes, a little girl's voice came faintly from inside.

Could it be that the children of the Jia family are stealing chickens and roasting them?

Wang Weidong frowned, walked over, leaned down and looked into the cement pipe.

In the cement pipe.

Four children squatted together, their little faces full of sorrow, with a bundle of waste paper and several soy sauce bottles at their feet.

"Brother Da Mao, the day after tomorrow is Mom's birthday. We have been picking up scraps for a week and can only sell them for five cents. What should we do?" Xiu'er pouted and asked Da Mao.

Da Mao sighed helplessly: "It's not that we don't try our best, but the teacher named Yan in Class 5 is too fast. By the time we finish class, he has already picked up all the waste paper in the campus. We can only pick up the waste paper on the street.

Used bottles are worthless."

"Brother, why don't we go find Nan Yi? He is the chef in the factory and can help us order some stick noodles from the kitchen." Er Mao came up with an idea.

Da Mao glared at him: "Shut up, mom taught us that even if we die poor, we can't be thieves."

Er Mao lowered his head in frustration.

"Brother Da Mao, why don't we go find Uncle Niu, he will definitely be willing to help!" San Mao leaned over and raised his chin with both hands.

Da Mao refused without thinking: "No! We usually have enough troubles with Uncle Niu. This time we are celebrating Mom's birthday, so how can we go to Uncle Niu?"

"This won't work, that won't work either, so what do you think we should do?" Er Mao muttered softly.

"No matter what, I want to celebrate my mother's birthday. Last time, my mother asked a lot of people to celebrate my birthday." Xiu'er was about to cry.

Da Mao scratched his head in distress, his little face wrinkled up.

In Da Mao's memory, his mother has never had a birthday since his father passed away.

The four brothers and sisters decided to celebrate their mother's birthday to make her happy.

but.

Soon I encountered the biggest problem, no money.

Although they started preparing a week ago.

I took advantage of the break from school to pick up scraps, but I only saved less than eight cents in total.

A box of cakes in the pastry shop costs 1 yuan and 5 cents.

Pork in the vegetable market costs 78 cents per pound.

…

Neither can afford it.

what should I do?

The four children fell into melancholy.

...

Oh, aren't these the pig-tail thieves from Liang Ladi's family?

Wang Weidong recognized them at a glance.

In the original work, there is a very confusing plot.

That's how these four children were able to cut off the pig's tail from a pig weighing more than 200 kilograms.

You know, when Xiao Zhuang ran away, more than a dozen adult workers could not stop him.

However, thinking about the change in the plot, Xiaozhuang had already entered the workers' stomachs completely.

Wang Weidong could only suppress this doubt in his heart.

Since he was not a chicken thief, Wang Weidong didn't bother to pay attention and was about to go home and prepare dinner.

However, after taking just two steps, he seemed to have thought of something and stepped back to the cement pipe.

These four children may be of great use.

He fumbled out five toffees from the ring space and quietly walked around behind the children.

At this time, Liang Ladi's four children were thinking of ways to solve the problem with sullen faces, and did not notice Wang Weidong's arrival at all.

"Cough, cough!"

Wang Weidong deliberately coughed twice, and the children were immediately startled, stood up and wanted to run away.

"etc!"

Wang Weidong quickly reached out and grabbed Liang Damao.

When the other three saw their eldest brother being arrested, they stopped running away and turned around to glare at Wang Weidong.

After seeing Wang Weidong's face clearly, the three of them were stunned.

The youngest girl Xiuer pointed at Wang Weidong and wondered: "Uncle Wang! Why did you arrest my brother?"

Wang Weidong frowned: "Huh? Do you know me?"

Er Mao, San Mao, Xiu'er, and Da Mao, who was caught by Wang Weidong, all nodded.

"We met you before when we went to play with Brother Maverick!" Da Mao stared at him with big eyes.

Wang Weidong suddenly realized that based on the friendship between Niu Zhijun and Liang Ladi's husband, the children of the two families must often play together.

Since we are acquaintances, it will be easier to handle.

Wang Weidong opened his palms, showed a fox-like smile, and said, "Would you like to try the White Rabbit toffee?"

The children's eyes lit up and they immediately reached out to catch it.

Although my mother told me not to eat food from strangers.

But Wang Weidong is Maverick's uncle, so he is not a stranger.

Moreover, the toffee is really sweet.

The toffee was quickly divided up.

Five toffees, one for each of the three boys, and the remaining two were given to the youngest Xiu'er.

"Hmm~ So sweet!"

The four children tasted the rare delicacy and showed expressions of enjoyment.

Wang Weidong squinted his eyes and smiled: "Sweet! Eat slowly. I'll have some left after you finish. Da Mao, I just heard you say, do you want to celebrate your mother's birthday?"

"Yeah, my mom's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and we want to make something delicious." Da Mao stuck out his little tongue, licked the toffee, and said vaguely.

What a filial child!

Wang Weidong couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Da Mao's hair.

"Yes, it's not easy for Master Liang to drag you down like this. You should really be filial to her."

"But, we have no money, we can't buy meat, let alone cake." Xiu'er said with a bitter look on her face.

These words woke up Da Mao.

He heard his mother say that in the steel rolling mill, the richest man was Wang Weidong, who had good food all day long.

He rolled his black eyes, turned to look at Wang Weidong, and whispered: "Uncle Wang, can you help us?"

As he spoke, he patted his chest like a little man and said, "Don't worry, our brothers and sisters will definitely pick up the scraps and return the money to you as soon as possible."

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wang Weidong touched his chin and deliberately pondered for a while before saying: "For the sake of your filial piety, I can help, but you have to help.

I’ll do something!”

"What's going on?" the four children asked in unison.

Wang Weidong looked around and whispered something in Liang Damao's ear.

After hearing this, Liang Damao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he nodded without hesitation: "Uncle, we have done this!"

Wang Weidong stretched out his little finger and said: "Then it's a deal! I'll give you two and a half cents for one fuck, now!"

After hearing that they could get 25 cents a time, the four siblings even started to breathe heavily.

They worked hard for a week picking up scraps and only earned eight cents...
To be continued...