Meng Yu realized his father's intention and hurriedly said, "Dad, I was not scared or had a fever or a brain burned. I am serious. Dad, I have grown up so old, the first time I'm so serious."

That little expression is sincere like participating in a truth-telling adventure!

"Dad, please give your son a promise, son beg you!"

Boss Meng was a little stunned for a moment.

His son never spoke to him like he is now.

Did this boy suddenly grow up when he saw his polite attitude towards Zhou Qing and saw that his dividend was divided by 10%?

People say that children grow up in a moment.

Sometimes, some life hardships suddenly make a child become sensible.

Could it be his son...

If this is true, this bonus will be worth it!

As long as your son is successful, no struggle can come!

The corners of his eyes were a little wet, and Boss Meng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "Okay, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, you want to be a book boy for Zhou Ping, and my father agrees, as long as you can turn from evil to goodbye."

Meng Yu nodded solemnly, "Dad, don't worry!"

Zhou Qing...

Do you Meng family members do not value face so much?

Anyway, you are also the boss of Qianxiufang, Qinghe County!

Your son is a book boy for my brother?

"Boss Meng, there is no need to do this. You should take Mr. Ling back to recuperate from the injury..."

Before Zhou Qing's words fell, Boss Meng turned to look at her.

“I respect the child’s decision.”

Zhou Qing...

Zhou Ping was afraid that Zhou Qing would refuse and immediately said, "Okay, since that's the case, then that's it. Uncle Meng don't worry, I won't let him sign a contract for sale."

If you sell your body contract, you will be a slave.

Boss Meng twitched his lips and looked at Zhou Ping.

Do I want to say thank you?

After a few words, Boss Meng reminded his son to say goodbye and leave.

As soon as he left, Zhou Qing turned to look at Meng Yu.

Meng Yu shrank his shoulders, "Well, my father gave up 10% of the bonus today. Didn't you see his expression? If I follow him back, I will be beaten to death!"

As he said that, Meng Yu quickly glanced at Zhou Ping.

"You won't hit me, are you?"

He asked weakly and without confidence.

Zhou Qing was so angry that he was about to laugh.

Is this the Meng family's demon king who created a campus bully?

Zhou Ping is willing to do this for the book Tong, Meng Yu is willing, and Boss Meng is willing, and Zhou Qing doesn't say much even if he feels it is inappropriate.

He only told Zhou Ping to leave after a few words.

As soon as Zhou Qing left, Zhou Yao also left.

When the two sisters returned to the inner courtyard, Zhou Yao held Zhou Qing's arm and leaned her little head against Zhou Qing's shoulder, "Sister, thank you."

Zhou Qing patted Zhou Yao with his backhand, "What are you grateful for! One person is enlightened and the chickens and dogs are promoted to heaven! Girls must achieve wealth and independence to live a better life."

Zhou Yao...

Am I a chicken or a dog?

never mind!

Don't care about the details!

After all, the last sentence is true!

Not only wealth independence, but also spiritual independence and personality independence!

Of course, the premise of the latter two is wealth independence!

"By the way, sister, has that essay contest been won?"

When Zhou Yao mentioned this, Zhou Qing sighed.

"There are results, but we contacted the winners of the second place, third place and the winners, but we just couldn't find the first place."

"Who is the number one?"

"The pen name is Qinghe Xiaoxiaosheng. The list has been posted all day. All the winners have come to register, but this number one has not appeared."

Zhou Qing was still talking, unaware of the strangeness of Zhou Yao beside him.

The moment he heard Qinghe smile, Zhou Yao felt that she was about to suffocate herself.

With his fingers trembling, Zhou Yao tried her best to control his breathing, "That's it, then wait a little longer, don't tell me, I'm so sleepy that I'm going to go back to sleep."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhou Qing to speak, he turned around and walked towards his room.

As soon as he entered the door, he closed the door with his backhand, and Zhou Yao screamed silently.

"Qinghe Xiaoxiaosheng! Qinghe Xiaoxiaosheng! Oh my God! The first place is Qinghe Xiaoxiaosheng! God! Oh my God! This is not a dream, it is true!"

Tears surged, and Zhou Yao threw herself onto the bed, wrapped in a quilt and cried and laughed.

Qinghe Xiaoxiaosheng, it is her and Zhao Xi.

These days, I have been busy revising the plot of the new storybook and haven't gone to the hot pot restaurant.

Unexpectedly, the hot pot restaurant actually posted a list!

Qinghe smiles at the age of laughter!

Everyone in the county should know that Qinghe Xiaoxiaosheng is the first place!

Zhou Yao was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. The next morning, just dawn, she couldn't wait to run to Zhao Dacheng's family and share the good news with Zhao Xi.

Zhou Ping took Meng Yu away, but did not find another room for Meng Yu, so he asked Meng Yu to live with him.

He is in the inner room, and Meng Yu is in the outer room.

He is called a book boy, but he is actually a servant.

Zhou Ping had to practice martial arts every day and got up before dawn in the morning. As a servant, Meng Yu naturally had to get up with Zhou Ping.

Originally, Zhou Ping wanted Meng Yu to practice martial arts with him, but unfortunately Meng Yu had an injury on his shoulder and could only watch from the side.

She sat aside with her head hanging down and holding her cheeks and watching Zhou Ping's little man stance, punching and shooting arrows. Meng Yu was a little suspicious for a moment.

Did he choose the wrong choice?

If he followed his father home, at most he would be beaten last night, and at least he would be able to sleep until midnight in the future and would be served by someone.

Now......

Not only do you get up early and go to bed late, but you still have to serve others with injuries?

Is this someone else his enemy?

How about buying a package of poison to poison Zhou Ping?

Meng Yu was thinking about it. After Zhou Ping finished a set of morning fists, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck with a dry veil, while instructing Meng Yu: "I will go to the bookstore and the pen shop after dinner later. Go and try if that backpack is suitable."

Zhou Ping said, pointing at a bamboo basket standing at the base of the wall.

Meng Yu...

He looked in the direction of Zhou Ping's finger and saw the backpack, and immediately jumped up.

"You let me carry it?"

Zhou Ping rolled his eyes, "How strange, you are a book boy, don't you let me recite it?"

Meng Yu immediately shook his sleeves, "I don't carry it! I have a shoulder injury!"

Zhou Ping raised his fist and said, "I asked Brother Li, your injury will not affect your backpack, and your arms will not break for a day.

The six-year-old child forced his fists to surrender to the fifteen-and-six-year-old Meng Yu.

"back!"

Zhou Ping was like a defeated little rooster, stalking into the house with his head held high.

Tu Liu Meng Yu stared at the basket and stood there in shame.

After breakfast, Zhou Ping collapsed his small cloth bag and went out happily.

Meng Yu's face was drooping behind him.

"This is the most shameful time in my life!"

Zhou Ping rolled his eyes contemptuously, "What nonsense? You have a long life! There is still a lot of room for lifting and lowering in the humiliating time!"

Meng Yu...

To be honest, even if he was not beaten to death by this six-year-old fart child, he would be angry to death by this six-year-old fart child.

One in front and the other behind, some said and some cried straight to Yunhai Bookstore.

When they went there, there were already many students in the bookstore.
Chapter completed!