"It smells so good!" He licked his fingers with satisfaction and exclaimed.

The little money-skinned fan sitting in front of him ignored him and was lowering his head and taking out a small account book from his overalls. He kept keeping the account on it seriously. He hummed without saying a word in his mouth: "I love Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian loves me. To me, what is stingy..."

"Don't you eat it?" Qin Morui stared at the last chicken wing with restraint in his eyes.

The little sister seems to have not eaten yet, so she has to leave some for her.

"Give you fried chicken wings, I'll eat egg noodles." Ji Xingyao kept the account and put the small notebook back in her pocket. Seeing that he was still unsatisfied, she spoke generously.

Hearing this, Qin Morui was stunned.

He looked disbelief: "Don't you like eating fried chicken?"

Some people don’t like to eat fried chicken? There are also such delicious pancakes!

Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi whisked the noodles, raised her little face with a white jade-carved face and replied casually: "I like it, but I can eat it every day, and it doesn't matter if I don't eat it today."

Qin Morui: "..."!!!

You can eat fried chicken every day. What kind of fairy day is this?

In comparison, he is simply too miserable!

Qin Morui picked up the last chicken wing and took a bite. The more he ate, the more he felt sad. They were all four-year-old children. Why can other children eat whatever they want? He had to run away from home in order to eat junk food.

"Your dad is so nice to you." Qin Morui took the last bite of chicken wings, thinking about the next time he ate fried chicken, and even licked all the oil on his fingers, and complained with real feelings.

"My father is a devil and very powerful. He doesn't love me, I don't love him either, but I can't beat him, so... I'm a poor man who doesn't even have to eat fried chicken."

The little glutinous rice dumpling was stunned, and his big eyes, like black grapes, blinked, "I don't have a father."

“…”

"My mommy doesn't like me eating fried chicken, so she can only eat it once a while, but she is very confused and often forgets when I have eaten it. And I have money, so I can buy it secretly by myself." Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi patted her small wallet, looking like a rich man.

Qin Morui's real name system was envious: "I also want to have a mommy, but every time I look for a dad, my dad will laugh at me for popping out of the crack of the stone and not having a mommy."

What's even worse is that people follow him in and out, and he doesn't have to spend money on his own, so he doesn't have money either...

Some people look shiny on the outside, but in fact, they are poor people who can't even afford to eat fried chicken.

"It's so miserable!" After listening to his story, Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi burst into tears of sympathy.

But it was time to keep the bookkeeping. He still kept reminding Qin Morui how much money he owed her and remember to pay it back next time.

Qin Morui: "..."

"Can I stay at your house for a few days? I can pay the rent, but... I have to owe it first." Qin Morui was still thinking about her having a mother who could eat fried chicken, and she strongly asked to go home with her.

"But you are lost and your father can't find you, so you will be worried. My mother often tells me, don't walk around alone." Ji Xingyao frowned and taught him seriously, like a little adult.

"I'm not lost, I'm running away from home...and he won't worry about me."
Chapter completed!