Gu Jiaming happily ordered some money. In the afternoon, after deducting capital and wages, the family of three made another 4,500 yuan, and the goal was exceeded.

Gu Xiaoyao and the shop owner should have a black plastic bag, put all the change in, pick it up and take a look, and there was a big bag. Gu Xiaoyao happily stuffed the bag of money into Mr. Mo's pocket so that he would not lose it!

Unfortunately, Mr. Mo doesn’t have such a big pocket and can’t be stuffed in.

Gu Xiaoyao pulled Mr. Mo's clothes away and stuffed them into his chest.

Mo Yunqi took it helplessly, held it in his hand, handed it to Gu Jiaming, and asked him in a low voice: "Are you tired?"

Gu Jiaming raised his eyes and squeezed his eyes at him, giving the other party a look you understand, with a smile in his eyes. How could he be tired as a fairy?

Mo Yunqi looked at his smiling face and wanted to come over and kiss him.

Due to the large number of people, Gu Jiaming raised his hand to block it with embarrassment, warning him to be honest, as a big boss, he should be reserved even if he goes bankrupt!

But everyone understands what Mr. Mo means.

The photographer wiped his sweat while filming. The couple was afraid that they just wanted to sweeten him. After the broadcast, even the audience would have to be photographed by dog ​​food.

Mr. Mo picked up Mo Zeyang, who was already tired from running, and asked him to sit on his shoulder. He discussed with Gu Jiaming: "There is still some time left, do you want to go shopping or eat?"

Gu Jiaming thought for a while, "Eat!"

"Okay, let's find a place to eat first." The family of three walked in front, and the staff followed behind. Looking at Mr. Mo's familiar movements, everyone had to sigh. When they saw Mo Zeyang sitting on his father's shoulders a lot.

This family of three is so warm that it makes people jealous. It’s so warm.

The family of three went to eat ordinary knife-cut noodles, which cost eight yuan per person, and it tasted very delicious. The life of a rich man is like this. No matter how valuable he is, he can accompany his lover and children to eat a bowl of ordinary noodles. Gu Jiaming snatched Mo Yunqi's eggs and put all the bean skins into the bowl of Mo, with his eyebrows and eyes curled, and his smile was very sweet.

After eating, it was already dark, so Mr. Mo gave Mo Zeyang five hundred yuan.

Gu Jiaming never gives Mo Zeyang so much pocket money. Mo Zeyang held five red tickets in his hand and looked confused. Why give them to him? How should he spend it?

Mo Yunqi held him in his arms and pointed at the toy market opposite, "This 500 yuan is your capital. Use what you have learned and seen today to try to double it. If you make money, you can return the five hundred yuan to me, and the rest will be your pocket money. It doesn't matter if you lose money. I still have it here, so don't worry and do it boldly."

In the early stage, cultivating a child's business mind is to encourage him to do it with confidence and boldness, not to be afraid of losing money, and to be active in finding business opportunities. He is his son's backing and he is not afraid of losing money.

With the encouragement of his father, Mo Zeyang put the money into his pocket and sat in Mo Yunqi's arms for a few minutes, and suddenly jumped down.

He has an idea!

Gu Jiaming looked speechless. His son was changing more and more. Mo Yunqi and his education methods were different at all.

Mo Zeyang went to the toy wholesale market and wholesale twenty cars, the original price was 25 yuan. He was cute and bargained with the boss and aunt, and cut it to twenty-three yuan each, and the remaining forty yuan was left in his pocket and carefully hid it.

The people from the program team asked him with a smile: "Why didn't this forty dollars be spent?"

Mr. Xiao Mo said seriously: "Dad said before that no matter what business he does, he must leave himself a chance to turn things around before doing it. What if he loses it?"

Staff: "…"

They really don’t understand the educational methods of wealthy families. Even a child knows how to give themselves a chance to turn things around!

Mo Zeyang asked his fathers to help and brought the toys to the gathering square. Now it is a time when there are many people, especially those who dance square dances, and many children also play there. Mo Zeyang set up a street stall, and a car costs 30 yuan, and he earns seven yuan per person.

Taking advantage of his cuteness, Xiao Mo, who was over four years old, always earned his first pot of gold, 140 yuan.

I wanted to go wholesale another batch, but the people in the program team came back and there was not enough time.

Xiao Mo always hugged his father's neck and felt very depressed, "Don't double it!"

It's too sad to make less money_(:з」∠)_

"It's already great!" Gu Jiaming hugged Mo Zeyang and circled, "Your dad knew how to eat when he was as old as you, but he didn't know how to make money!"

I know the one I eat: "..."

Mo Zeyang was not happy at all, "So Daddy is so poor now that he can't afford a panda or a small tiger shark that can only grow as big as five centimeters."

Very poor Mr. Mo: "..."

Gu Jiaming nodded to his son Shunmao, "Yes, he is so poor, it's so miserable. You must work hard to make money in the future and support us well!"

Mo Zeyang instantly became motivated and clenched his fists and said seriously: "Don't worry! When you get old, I will raise you to be fat and fat!"

Gu Jiaming glanced at Mo Yunqi and imagined the other party's fat and fat appearance, "Puff!"

Mr. Mo shook his head helplessly and glared at him pamperingly, "Just be naughty!"

Gu Jiaming put Mo Zeyang down and said regretfully: "Today I seem to have done nothing and made no money. I am not as good as our little one." He will perform well in the future!

"No, you eat a lot," Mo Yunqi reminded him with a smile: "Don't you keep eating fried chicken when selling fried chicken? Where did you pretend to be in your stomach?"

Gu Jiaming grabbed the other party's hand that touched his stomach, jumped behind Mo Yunqi, hugged his neck, and whispered to him not to make trouble! Many people are watching this, and they will be on TV in the future!

Little did he know that his familiar and intimate actions made people pay more attention to their relationship. His son is so old, and he is like a passionate love period. You are a real family, and you really can't be more real!

The photographer took this shot and looked numb. After taking pictures of them for a day, he suddenly realized that he was about to form antibodies, and eating too much dog food will taste the same.

Finally, the program team summarized that Gu Jiaming's family made the most money. The other two companies didn't know why they got together, rented two small carts, and set up pancakes and sold roujiamo, which made a full 2,000 yuan.

Mo Zeyang walked in front of the little white wolf with the steps of a king, raised his head and turned around with his hands behind his back, pointed at his head, and warned the other party in a tone similar to Mo Yunqi: "Put your brain! You have to use your brain!"

**The naked king's contempt!

The little white wolf looked up at his uncle with disgust. If his father was there, the money would have been made long ago. You would know how to eat and use your brain every day! Do you have to use your brain? Do you lose the wolf? You lost to a fox!

The little fox walked past them with a swaying swaying, erecting his belly, super grand!

Bai Qiyun's child's character was immediately distracted by Mo Zeyang, and he ignored his uncle and called Mo Zeyang to play together.

Mo Zeyang doesn't want to play with him, so he dislikes him!

The little white wolf started to flatter the little fox and praised him for making money. It's amazing~

Xiao Mo always gave the other party a look that you knew, and could barely play together for a while.

Imma →_→

Only then did the program team explain the purpose of making this money. Tomorrow they will use this money to buy things and visit the elderly and widowed people in the welfare home. Today they all go back to the hotel to have a good rest. Tomorrow at 8 a.m., everyone gathers in the parking lot and goes shopping together.

After returning to the hotel, Gu Jiaming and Mo Zeyang rushed to the bed together. After Mr. Mo washed up briefly, he found that two foxes had rolled on the bed.

Although Mo Zeyang only has one tail, he has not tended to grow another tail like his father recently, but his fur color has changed slightly.

It was as white as snow, like a ball of pomrose, but now it turned a little bit silver on the tip of the fur on its back.

It was just a small hairy tip that I couldn't see without paying attention. Now that the moon has come out, the moonlight comes in through the window and shines on the two people, the color of Mo Zeyang can be distinguished. Mr. Mo walked over, lay on the bed, hugged one with one hand, and touched his belly.

As a result, Mr. Mo was beaten by two tails!

Both of them refused to touch his belly!

This makes them eat a lot!

This biped beast must have despised them for being fat!

Use your weight to overwhelm it!

The two foxes jumped onto Mr. Mo and pressed his face with their belly!

Mr. Mo, buried under his furry belly: "..."

Actually, it's a bit heavy ▼_▼

Mo Yunqi started dreaming again. He had not dreamed of them since he dreamed of the two men apart a while ago, and now he suddenly dreamed of a big battle.

To be precise, that kind of real feeling is no longer a dream or a memory.

The two of them got together again. "Since the world does not tolerate it, I will overthrow this world. If there is no place for us to settle in these three realms, it will be meaningless to keep it. I will overthrow these three realms and these six realms." The person standing in the sky shook his sword in his hand, and shook off the bright red blood on it. His tone of speaking was still not anxious or slow, but it changed the expression of everyone who chased them. "If you want to move him, you step past my body first."

"traitor!"

"I'm confused about the color!"

"madman!"

Facing the words of the old men opposite, the man just chuckled and was too lazy to reply to anything.

Mo Yunqi can personally feel that disdain. I stand in the high palace according to your requirements, and I am your god. Now that I want to live for myself, it is a betrayal of you. After all, these old guys are just thinking about themselves. What is the point of keeping this world, the three realms, and the six paths?

The noodles changed again, and Gu Jiaming pinched a pill and asked in confusion: "What medicine is this? Is it delicious? The elixir has no effect on my body. It just tastes the taste, it is fragrant, sweet, bitter, and astringent. What does this taste?"

"Don't eat!"

He did not stop the other party's movements, and could watch him take the pill, and said helplessly: "This is a pregnancy pill. Do you want to give birth to a little fox or a little fairy child?"

"This... should be useless to me. I often eat elixirs as sugar beans, it doesn't matter!"

"How many did you eat?"

"I don't know, there are a lot of medicines in this row. I've taken them all. After I finish taking them, I'll grab them. Anyway, they have a lot of them on them." Gu Jiaming didn't care what he had taken. He lay on his back, hugged his waist, and told him over and over again, "I agreed that you can't leave me alone, you'll die together even if you want to die."

He smiled and patted his hands on his waist: "Don't worry, I will not ruin our future in the hands of others. I will find a place where everyone can't find us and will always be with you."

As for what happened later, Mr. Mo hadn't remembered yet, because Mr. Mo was kicked on the chin by a fleshy little foot and woke him up.

Mo Zeyang was so mean that he didn't want to sleep alone tonight, so he stayed on their big bed. As a result, the little guy didn't sleep like a human being and even punched in a dream box.

Looking at the sweet look of sleeping in front of him, Mo Yunqi's face softened, hugging both of them in his arms, and quietly feeling the tranquility of the present.

Why wasn't the little guy in his arms born in the hospital? It seems that the reason for this problem has also been found.

Mo Yunqi looked at the logo on his wrist. As time went by, the pattern became clearer and clearer, as if it was the shape of the jade he was carrying. Then he looked at the jade hanging around his neck, the color became lighter and lighter and could be broken at any time.

How did his previous memories exist in this jade, and how did it come to Gu Jiaming's hands? What happened later? What made Gu Jiaming lose his previous memories is still unclear. But what made him clear was that his big baby and little baby were there, and he wanted to protect them, do his best to protect them for the rest of his life.

Mr. Mo looked at the lightning that was beating on his fingertips and turned them into the little foxes as he wanted. After a while, the corner of his mouth twitched, completely leaving the human category.

Gu Jiaming narrowed his eyes, "What are you thinking if you don't sleep at night?"

I've been peeking at you for a long time!

Mo Yunqi whispered: "Do you want to go back and check your body?"

Gu Jiaming was speechless. Mo Yunqi actually had such a childish time. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and secretly played this kind of game. Tsk tsk ~

No, what is on this finger?!

Gu Jiaming sat up, "When did you become like this?"
Chapter completed!