C3 Of Course We Have to Squeeze out More Money

"Zhizhi is right!"

Mu Churong smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to hug her. However, when he saw that his hand was dirty, he quickly lifted up his clothes and wiped it with the inside.

"Mother, let me hug your sister. I haven't hugged Zhizhi all morning. You really want me to die."

Xi Suxiang was a little reluctant but still handed over the little milk bag in her arms.

"Hurry up and take your sister to the clinic! She loved to be beautiful, so there must not be a scar on her head. You must not save money, do you hear me?" She reminded her worriedly.

"I know. No matter who you save, you can't save our Zhizhi's money." Mu Churong nodded vigorously.

Mu Zhizhi, on the other hand, kicked her short legs and protested, "You don't want Liu's money! Mu Tongtong broke it. I want her to pay for it!"

"I... I don't have money." Mu Tongtong was so scared that she shrank back and tears flowed down her cheeks again.

However, deep in her eyes, there was a hideous and twisted light.

But Mu Churong did not see it. Of course, he did not feel sorry for her tears.

"If you don't have money, I'll smash a hole in your forehead as well. We'll even call it even. We'll take care of our own families." Mu Churong said with a fierce expression.

Mu Tongtong was so scared that she opened her mouth and cried. Mu Churong, on the other hand, had already bent down and wanted to carry her.

Old Lady Cui was angry that her granddaughter hid behind her just now and almost made her fall.

But she also knew that there was a wound on the girl's forehead. If there was a scar, it would be hard to tell her mother-in-law in the future, so she hurriedly scolded Mu Churong.

"Enough, I will give you the money! You all are not allowed to cause any more trouble." Old Lady Cui trembled as she counted out two notes from her pocket. Her heart was almost bleeding.

But Mu Churong did not take it.

"Not enough."

"Two cents for a girl is not enough! She wants to go to heaven!"

Mu Churong was very irritated and said with a strong attitude, "Not enough! One piece! Zhizhi cannot leave a scar. She needs to use good medicine."

" You stinky brat, just kill me! You still dare to ask for a piece! Watch me beat you to death! " Old Lady Cui pulled on his pants and forcefully slapped his thigh.

"Wuwuwu... A milk is bad! A milk hit Liu! I don't want to be here... So scary..."

Mu Zhizhi burst into tears. Bean-sized teardrops were like broken pearls, causing her brother and mother's heart to ache.

" Split up! I will go and tell dad now!" Mu Churong rolled up his sleeves, turned around, and wanted to leave.

"Five horns! No more!" Old Lady Cui quickly compromised.

It was not that she was afraid of her son. It was just that these three grandsons were too protective of Mu Zhizhi, this money-losing fellow. Their personalities were also as stubborn as donkeys.

If this really went on, even if their father came, he would not be able to stop them.

It was all that wretched girl's fault. What kind of egg was she eating!?

Was she worthy?

Pui!

"No, one piece. Ah milk, the injury on Zhizhi's head does not wait for anyone. If you don't give it to her, then forget it." Mu Churong said and wanted to leave again.

That's right, if he did not go to the clinic, the blood would have scabbed.

Mu Zhizhi especially agreed and snorted.

Mu Churong quickly comforted her and touched her back. "Zhizhi, be good. Don't be afraid."

Old Lady Cui had no choice. She gritted her teeth and took out all the money in her pocket.

Not more, not less. It was exactly one yuan.

Mu Churong took the money and left with Mu Zhizhi.

Xi Suxiang also wanted to follow him.

Mu Zhizhi stuck her furry head out and said in a childish voice, "Mother is not going. Mother is waiting for the fish. It is delicious."

"Yes, big brother and little brother are still behind carrying the bucket. Big brother and I caught the fish for Zhizhi to eat. We cannot let others take advantage of it." Mu Churong held the small milk bag tightly in his arms and reminded.

Every time they made Zhizhi something delicious, they would be tricked away by Mu Tongtong.

If it wasn't for the fear that Zhizhi would cry, they would have long beaten that gluttonous Mu Tongtong to death.

"Mother, Zhizhi lost so much blood today. We need to make it up to her." Mu Churong reminded again.

Xi Suxiang quickly nodded. "Yes, I need to make something good. I need to eat something light. Otherwise, there will be a scar. Use the fish to make soup. Bring two more eggs and get Zhizhi a chicken egg soup. "

"Where is the egg?!" When Old Lady Cui heard that they were going to eat the egg again, she immediately exploded.

She still had to sell the eggs at home for money so that her eldest grandson could go to high school. How could she let that wretched girl pay for it?

Mu Churong looked at her and said, "There is an egg at home!"

"At home..." Old Lady Cui wanted to refute, but she could only shut her mouth when he looked at her.

In order to rush for time, Mu Churong hugged Mu Zhizhi and ran all the way. Halfway, he met Mu Anze and Mu Guangyao.

After listening to him briefly talk about what happened and checking the wound on Mu Zhizhi's forehead, the two brothers' faces were gloomy as if they wanted to eat someone.

Mu Anze was afraid that her mother would be wronged if she stayed at home, so he asked Mu Guangyao to follow her to the clinic.

They spent more than half an hour before arriving in town.

The doctor checked and found that after removing the poison, he applied some iodine voltaic and wrapped some powder. He told ___ not to leave a scar for half a month without seeing any water.

Only then did Mu Churong feel relieved.

After leaving the clinic, Mu Zhizhi laid on his shoulder and yawned.

Her pink and tender lips pouted like a fish blowing bubbles in the river. She was extremely cute.

He quickly kissed her twice.

"Liu, bam." Mu Zhizhi pouted and stamped heavily on his face.

Saliva smeared Mu Churong's face, but he was smiling.

"Zhizhi, do you want some sugar?" Mu Guangyao suddenly asked.

"Yes." Mu Zhizhi's round eyes were full of expectation. She did not think that it would make things difficult for her two brothers.

Her brother was the most crafty. Since he would ask, there must be.

"Then let little brother hug you. Little brother will give you sugar." Mu Guangyao took out a red fruit candy from his pocket and shook it.

Mu Zhizhi immediately grinned and smiled brightly and cutely as she stretched out her little arms towards him.

Very good.

Because of a candy, his little sister ran away with his little brother.

Mu Churong felt a little disappointed as he felt the warmth in his arms disappear. He lightly hammered Mu Guangyao.

"You bastard, why didn't you take out the candy earlier for Zhizhi to eat?"

"There's that girl at home." Mu Guangyao's eyes darkened.

Mu Churong's expression also turned cold.

That's right, as long as there was something delicious, Mu Tongtong would definitely take it away.

Poor their sister, she was so naive. She always thought that the people around her were all good people.

"Little brother, eat sugar." Mu Zhizhi used her candied teeth to bite the sugar through the candied paper. She opened it and counted. There were exactly six small ones, each as big as a green bean.

She picked one up and stuffed it into Mu Guangyao's mouth. Mu Guangyao quickly turned his head to the side.

"Zhizhi, eat it. Little brother is already so big. He doesn't like to eat sugar. "

Who doesn't like to eat sugar these days?

But they were very stingy. They were clearly a small and wealthy family in the village, but they could only see a few pieces of sugar during the new year.

It was all for the big house and their little aunt. How could there be a matter of the second house?

Even if they wanted to cause trouble, they would not be able to give half of it to Zhizhi.

It was not like they could really fall out with each other during the new year.

In addition, their father loved to calm things down and Zhizhi kept insisting that she did not want it. They could only endure it year after year.