A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 728 Two Cents

 “Can’t you write with your left hand?”

Jiang Xiaoxin raised his neck and said matter-of-factly, "Little Fatty Li, you are so stupid, why can't you do anything? My father, although not as good as my mother, can write not only with his right hand, but also with his left hand. I can write as well as I can with my right hand.”

Let’s not mention Li Xiaopang’s disdain for Jiang Xiaoxin for the moment. He just said that others don’t talk about him. He was so shocked that he couldn’t close his mouth.

“Why do I think Uncle Weiguo and my mother know everything?”

Jiang Xiaoxin snorted, "I used to think that dad was very powerful, but after mom came, I realized that dad is only averagely powerful, far inferior to mom!"

Li Xiaopang nodded.

Although they agreed with his idea, compared to Jiang Weiguo, they were all weak.

 Scratching his head, Li Xiaopang returned to the topic just now.

“Uncle Wei Guo can write with his left hand, but I can’t. When I write with my left hand, it looks like chicken chop. It’s very ugly!”

“What you want is this effect. What you write should be as ugly as possible so that other people can’t tell the difference. Wouldn’t that be great?”

Li Xiaopang silently uttered: "Why didn't you write it?"

No matter how nice it is, he is still the one who does it. As long as it is him, no matter how covert it is, it will be discovered.

 Li Xiaopang refused.

"Otherwise, we'll each have a penny, and whoever writes, the two cents will be his!"

Li Xiaopang couldn't help but cover his pockets, and looked at Jiang Xiaoxin quietly, his chubby little face full of sadness.

 “I suspect that you are deliberately defrauding me of money!”

Jiang Xiaoxin glared at him, "You can write, if you do, the two cents will be yours!"

Li Xiaopang forced out a smile, and the smile on his chubby face was as ugly as it was, "I won't write!"

He is used to being cautious. He can do bad things, but he cannot be allowed to leave any clues.

 So in comparison, he would rather pay.

 Li Xiaopang suspected that Jiang Xiaoxin made such a request because he knew him so well, just to get some money out of him. Jiang Xiaoxin put his arm around Li Xiaopang's shoulders and sighed, "Let me tell you, you are a person who doesn't want to pay and only wants to do good things. You also said that the person who writes is dangerous, so of course he must be paid. Am I wrong?"

 “Yes, everything you said is right!”

Li Xiaopang finally stopped arguing with Jiang Xiaoxin, took out the only penny he had left from his pocket, and gave it to Jiang Xiaoxin.

 “You write and I’ll give you the money!”

Jiang Xiaoxin gritted his teeth in joy and looked at the penny over and over, "Oh, Fatty Li, you are dishonest and you said you have no money. Isn't that true? You took it out so happily, is it in your pocket?" Still hiding a huge sum of money?"

Li Xiaopang wanted to slap Jiang Xiaoxin on the head.

His only penny was stolen from him, and he is still here gloating about his misfortune.

Li Xiaopang’s chubby little hand grasped the penny again and pulled it in his direction.

“I suddenly regretted it. I think I can give it a try. Give me the money and give me another point. I’ll write the note!”

 Jiang Xiaoxin snatched the penny away with all his strength.

"I want to write now, but it's too late. This penny is already mine! No one else can take my things away!"

Li Xiaopang snorted and looked at Jiang Xiaoxin with squinted eyes, a look of hostility on his face.

"You two, brother and sister, are not very good people. You are just trying to steal my money!"

Jiang Xiaoxin slapped Li Xiaopang hard, "If you say Xiaoya, just say Xiaoya, what are you taking me for? I have reasoned with you, and those who have contributed well should be rewarded. This is what it should be!"

No matter what Jiang Xiaoxin said, Li Xiaopang was convinced of his robbery behavior.

Especially when I later thought about Jiang Xiaoxin, a person who had never gone to school, even if others suspected him, they would not suspect him, and his little face wrinkled up.

He used to lie to them, but now they lie to him.

Li Xiaopang felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and since then, he has been studying hard.

 (End of this chapter)