So, what is Zhao Xiaojing's number?

Zhao Yuanjing was a little confused for a moment.

Seeing Zhao Yuanjing staring at his phone in a daze, the bald man was a little impatient: "Hurry up, do you have any money?"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Xiahua pushed the bald man away and protected Zhao Yuanjing behind him like a cub. "He is a child, where is he rich? I said, I just don't have money now! You either wait a few days and I will pay you back the salary first, or I can't do anything about it!"

The bald man was angry and laughed: "Hey, I really owe money to you. Okay, I will give you three days. Then you won't return the money to me... I know your daughter's school address."

Zhao Xiahua's face turned pale: "If you dare to touch a hair of my daughter, I will fight you to the death!"

"Then you just know your feelings and pay back the money quickly!"

The bald man glanced at Zhao Yuanjing, as if he looked down on his outfit, he curled his lips and left.

Zhao Xiahua watched him walk away and breathed a sigh of relief.

When the wind came, she raised her hand and closed her messy hair and asked Zhao Yuanjing: "Xiao Jing, aren't you scared? Oh, didn't I tell you about the situation just now? Don't you care about this kind of thing. Just study hard. You will be in the middle school entrance exam in one month. You must study hard, get a good high school entrance exam, and give your dad a sigh of relief."

Zhao Yuanjing asked: "Why do you owe money?"

"You little kid, don't care about these things."

Zhao Yuanjing raised his cell phone and said, "I forgot this, do you know?"

When Zhao Xiahua saw that it was the password on the payment page, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Who do I know the password on your phone? I even forgot my own password. You kid have a bad memory."

"password?"

"Zuo is just a birthday or something, you can try it." Zhao Xiahua didn't care about this.

She knew that the child wouldn't have much money on his phone, it was nothing more than a little breakfast money that Wanmei gave occasionally.

Hundred dollars.

Zhao Yuanjing also didn’t know what day Zhao Xiaojing’s birthday was.

Although he didn't know enough about the world, he also knew that eating and accommodation cost money.

Without a password, he can't pay.

In the end, he was pulled home by Zhao Xiahua.

Zhao Xiahua's family is very small.

Only one bedroom and one living room.

Zhao Xiahua's daughter Feng Duoduo is two years younger than Zhao Xiaojing and is in the first grade of junior high school with him.

When Zhao Xiahua pulled Zhao Yuanjing into the door, Feng Duoduo was lying on the small dining table, hunching his back to do his homework.

Short hair and thick eyes on his face.

It looks like an honest child.

She turned her head and saw Zhao Yuanjing. Her eyes lit up. She quickly stood up and said shyly, "Brother, you are here. You are dressing so beautifully. I saw you online."

"oh."

"Brother, you went to the competition in the afternoon and didn't go to school, so I'll bring this to you." Feng Duoduo suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out a thick stack of letter paper from his school bag. "This is all given by girls in the school. They asked me for your WeChat account, but I didn't dare to give it. They also complained that who is still writing love letters by hand these days..."

When Zhao Xiahua saw this scene, she said angrily: "The oldest child is just doing these things. She has exhausted Xiao Jing's grades!"

Feng Duoduo smiled and said, "Mom, you don't know, brother is a recognized school grass in our school. Many girls have crushed on him. Brother, did you win the competition today? Which one do you get?"
Chapter completed!