Teacher Zhu shook his head and said, "I don't know either, Principal Hu asked me to come."

"It's strange. Did Principal Hu find his conscience and wake up, regardless of the pressure from the Cao family, and prepare to be a good person? It's impossible."

In fact, Teacher Zhu didn't agree with Wang Er going to Boyuan Primary School again, and he also woke up. It seemed that the water was very deep inside. After saying a few words, Teacher Zhu went back without persuading him.

"Teacher Zhu, I'll give you a gift."

Wang Er took Teacher Zhu downstairs and went to the new store.

All of them will be renovated tomorrow, and now we have entered the final project.

Because the house was big, my son earned two royalties in time, and Wang Laoshi deliberately divided a single bathroom.

How much space can a single bathroom occupy?

Wang Er looked at the store and said, "Dad, mom, after changing this store, you no longer have to worry about the time when it's time to eat, the customers can't sit down."

"I have taken a lot of mortgages."

"Mom, does Uncle Wang Wenming's family have money? Do you know how much money he borrowed? Does the Cao family have money? It is said to be billions, but the loans he owes may also be billions."

"No way."

"What can't be done? As long as you are engaged in real estate, although everyone has money, they will owe a lot of debts."

Such a business is not something that Wang Laoshi and his wife can do, and the mortgage problem is even less. If you don’t buy a large storefront house and just rent it, the monthly rent will not be cheaper.

"Waiter, do you think Zhang Jun's rent increase has anything to do with the Cao family?"

Zhang Jun’s storefront was also rented out, and it seemed that the family was also a catering company. Boss Li said that the rent was not 3,500, but it turned out to 3,000. Boss Li said that Zhang Jun was taking it upon himself.

not necessarily.

"Dad, will you know if you have it in a few months."

The housing market has been cold for a long time, and various places have begun to officially rescue the market.

It won’t take long to see the counterattack of housing prices.

Once housing prices rise, Zhang Jun will immediately raise the rent.

The increase in the smallest states that Zhang Jun is still a little conscience. The increase in the large portion of the increase in the smallest states that Zhang Jun’s conscience has changed. The increase in rent last year has nothing to do with the Cao family.

"Waiter, school is about to start in Wan'er. You can take her to the amusement park tomorrow. I used to be in the welfare home and my life was hard." Miao Xiaohua said on the side.

"All right."

The next day, Wang Er was going to take Wan'er to the amusement park. Xiaomei looked at him with a gaze. Wang Er simply went to Uncle Wu's house and greeted Uncle Wu: "Uncle Wu, I will take Wan'er to the amusement park to play, and I will take Xiaomei with me."

"How can that work?"

"What's wrong with it?" Wang Er pulled Li Wan'er with his left hand and Xiaomei with his right hand to come to the amusement park.

Xiaomei has been here a few times, Li Wan'er has gone there once, and with a friend accompanying her, she is almost crazy.

It was almost dark, and Wang Er clapped his hands and said, "Okay, we have to go home."

"Brother, the children in the yard have been there once..."

Wang Er didn't know how to answer the conversation. Not only the tickets, but there were so many children coming over, and some children were not in good health. At least dozens of people had to be arranged to watch it so that nothing could happen. Where can the welfare home come from?

"The welfare home has a tight funding, and some children have no money to see a doctor. The dean's grandfather dares not spend money indiscriminately."

Not only money, but when children are young, they have all solved their medical treatment, study, nursing, and life. When they are old, how can they arrange their work and family?

It is not just a welfare home. Think about it, the vulnerable groups scattered in the corners of cities and the people in poor areas do not know what China will be in the future. China in another time and space is simply a miraculous feat, and it has not been solved.

If it were Wang Er, he would not explain it. If he thought deeply, some of them would not understand it.

When I got home, the new store was renovated and it was impossible to open in the past few days. The whole family had a busy Lantern Festival.

The next day, sign up.

The magazine was sent.

Wang Er is typing, and sometimes Li Wan'er also reads it secretly.

But one is on the computer screen and the other is a book held in your own hands. The experience is different.

Li Wan'er was fascinated by the sight and said after a while: "Why can Mutou talk?"

Wang Er scratched his hair and replied, "Because the wood can speak, the carved puppets can speak, and the interesting stories will happen later. But I am not writing randomly, Li Wan'er, what reason did you come up with after reading it?"

"Don't run away from home casually, you will meet many bad people."

"Yes, there's something else," Wang Er turned on the computer and turned to Chapter 17: "Wan'er, look."

Li Wan'er looked at him. When she saw Pinocchio growing up because of lying, she couldn't help laughing like a silver bell: "Brother, I want to look ahead, and I want to look behind."

"No, there is only one computer. If you have it, come with me," Wang Er copied the novel to the U disk, took Wan'er downstairs, went to the copy shop, and printed it all out.

Now Li Wan'er understands the similarity of things. When she saw Wang Er paying money, she pulled Wang Er's neck of clothes: "Brother, I won't read it now. Anyway, the magazine will send it to you in the future."

"It's a sneak peek. It's just that I'm not yet in school. After going to school, I can focus on studying and try to read less extracurricular books."

"OK."

But it's not finished yet.

The next day, the publishing house sent a large box of books, six sets of books, each set of ten, especially the hardcover version, because there are many color illustrations inside, although the number of words is not large, it is relatively thick.

Wang Er took out three hardcover versions: "Wan'er, give them to Xiaomei."

"Okay." Li Wan'er went upstairs to deliver books.

Wang Er each left a book, and the rest took the box and rode his bicycle to the welfare home.

Dean Li picked up his reading glasses and opened them. He was old and had no intention of reading fairy tales. However, the children in the welfare home liked them very much and snatched them away at once. Several children were divided into more than a dozen small circles and read books together.

"How is Wan'er?"

"She is very obedient and I like it very much. As for my parents, you don't have to worry about it. If I weren't sensible, I could eat it."

"No, you should hurt when you should hurt. If you do something wrong, you should scold when you should scold. You should not be too spoiled."

"Grandpa, if you do something wrong, you should criticize when you need to criticize. When you need to educate, you should educate. Beat and scold your generation. It is no longer applicable now. Especially Wan'er, you have not fully integrated into our family, and you should not scold. Wan'er has another lucky place. My father is different from other adopters. He will come often in the future. Not to mention that Wan'er is very obedient, even if he is disobedient, it is easy to communicate in time."

Dean Li nodded.

In welfare homes, children are still different from children. Most children, even healthy children, no one wants to adopt them. But some children, such as Li Wan'er, are obedient and beautiful, have recovered from illness and are healthy, and are willing to adopt them.

Even if Wang Er can write books and make money, the Wang family's conditions are not good.

In the end, Li Wan'er was handed over to the Wang family. The main reason was that the Wang family's three members were good, reasoning, and really caring.

Just like when Wang Er made money by writing books, the first thing he thought was not to buy a house, but to treat Wan'er.

If it were other families, there was a heart problem, no one mentioned adoption, but after looking forward, some people spoke. Some were rich, why can’t I bear to pay for tens of thousands of dollars?

Don’t look at him getting old, he’s in his heart.

Wang Er said a few words and went home, two villains at home were reading books.

After Xiaomei got the book, she was bored at home alone and ran to the Wang family to read the book with Xiao Wan'er.

"Brother Xiao Er, why can you write so many good stories?" Xiao Mei asked admirably.

"Xiaomei, everyone has their own strengths. For example, Sister Wan'er, she sings very well. For example, you have good grades and you may be a great scientist in the future. For example, I am good at thinking about stories. I happened to bring out my strengths, and it is actually very hard. If you type too much, your shoulders will hurt and your fingers will hurt."

Wang Er stretched out ten hands.

Xiaomei ran over and blew, and Wan'er also ran over and blew.

Suddenly, the two little girls hugged each other and kept smirking. What's so funny about this? Wang Er couldn't understand.

Someone on the other side was anxious.

School will start tomorrow, and Wang Er has not yet signed up.

Another guest came in the afternoon, wearing an ordinary gray suit, *******, in his thirties, and asked slowly: "Children, is this Wang Laoshi's home?"

Anyway, his appearance and tone of speaking give people a sense of cultivation.

Of course, people should not behave like a person. Maybe the more gentle the surface, the more gentle the more they are, the more gentle the scum. Wang Er said: "Yes, are you..."

"Then you are the little friend Wang Er, I'll show you my ID." The middle-aged man took out a ID.

"It turns out it's Leader Su, come in," Wang Er glanced at it and said, but he was wondering, what happened?
Chapter completed!