bookcurios Chapter 228 is hilarious!
Chapter 228 is hilarious!
They even followed him every step of the way when he went to school, afraid that something might happen to him again.
My second uncle, one of the world's richest men, would rather come to the school to have lunch with him than be busy with his career.
The same goes for my second aunt.
Several of my mother's aunts who were close to her also came with the school.
Even if this primary school is run by the Huangfu family, they can't make exceptions for him, right? There's a canteen, but they insist on setting up a separate room for him.
In class that morning, he only answered a few simple questions correctly, and the elders outside applauded wildly.
Even more outrageous, he couldn't help but fart just now, and they all praised him, saying, "No wonder he's Zixi; even his farts are louder than everyone else's!"
There is nothing more shameful than this!
Fortunately, his parents promised him that they would only come to school for five days. If they did it every day, he would go crazy sooner or later.
That's when people have absolutely no personal freedom.
Now that he's at home, he's treated no differently than an emperor.
And no matter what he does, they all say it's good, even if he does something wrong, his parents still say it's good.
Aren't you worried about raising a lawless madman?
Only his second uncle and aunt were relatively rational. They would strongly correct him when he made a mistake, and they wouldn't allow his parents to arrange extracurricular classes for him randomly.
So Lao Wai's studies weren't very demanding; besides regular schooling, he only had one martial arts class, which he enjoyed.
Brother, I don't want to go to school! It's so painful to be in the same class as a bunch of little brats.
Alas, it was an inevitable path, and there was no way to resist it. He had promised Huangfu Zixi that he would be a 'good boy' who listened to his elders.
"Come on, son, have some soup. Mom made this for you herself in the kitchen. You must finish it!" Aunt Huangfu placed a small bowl of fish soup in front of the child.
Then she waited with a smile for her son's praise after he took a bite.
Old Wai took the spoon, looked up politely, and said, "Thank you, Mom. You've worked so hard!"
"Oh! Good son, you really know how to talk." Aunt Huangfu felt incredibly warm inside. In the past, her son would also thank her at times like this, but he would never say things like "you've worked hard."
Perhaps knowing how worried she and her husband were during his illness is why she became so sensible after recovering.
Everyone knows you've worked hard.
That period in the past was indeed very difficult, but now she doesn't feel tired doing anything for him. This is the second treasure that God has given her after her daughter passed away.
As long as he can continue to grow up healthy, she will only feel happy no matter what she does.
"Pfft, cough cough cough!" A mouthful of soup was suddenly spat out by the child, startling the group of adults at the table so much that their hearts stopped beating.
Madam Huangfu patted the child's back first: "What's wrong? Did you choke on a fishbone?"
"No way, I only scooped out the soup. Son, don't scare me. Did you choke on a thorn?" Aunt Huangfu's face turned pale, and she stood up helplessly to take the child to the hospital.
Huangfu Zixi hastily wiped his mouth with a napkin and waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I drank it a little too fast and choked!"
He turned off his phone while explaining.
Oh my god, why isn't my brother here for him at a time like this?
Haha, you can imagine how funny the older brother's expression is right now.
Unlike Huangfu Zique, who had never seen Mu Zhen's original appearance.
At this moment, what appeared in Lao Wai's mind was not Mu Yunya's face, but Mu Zhen's original male face.
He's bald, 1.85 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, but overweight.
His entire chest was tattooed with a striped tiger, and his back was covered with a dark dragon. Every time the eldest brother raised his arm, the dragon's mouth on his back would open.
They were so proud of themselves.
The eldest brother fights recklessly and is incredibly popular with women, having had several ex-girlfriends.
My older brother's bedroom skills are amazing. Every time we go to the foot massage parlor, we can go to bed six or seven times a night, and he lasts a long time.
This forced several of his former wives to eventually sleep in separate rooms from him, saying that he was too much of a troublemaker and that sleeping together every day might shorten their lives.
My older brother always says that his wives can't stay with him until the end because they think he's not funny enough and doesn't understand romance.
If you ask Lao Wai, what are those reasons? It's clearly because he can't stand his insatiable erection.
When my older brother goes out to discuss business, he is very particular about making a grand entrance. He always walks ahead alone, wearing a black trench coat, with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his fingers.
Their twenty henchmen followed in neat rows behind them, exuding an indescribable air of authority.
During negotiations, he was always smiling, and even when you angered him and he smashed your head open with a bottle or ashtray, his expression didn't change.
Extremely sinister!
This tough guy actually told him he was on his period, how could he not lose his composure?
Why aren't Xiao Siyan and the others around?
To whom could he share his burning desire to share?
Oh my god, this is hilarious!
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Now, let's turn our attention back to the school.
Wow, this place is huge!
"Look, there's an arcade and a movie theater over there, and so many big-name stores. It's like a small, independent high-end shopping mall."
"I thought there was only one restaurant here!"
"Are all these facilities just for serving a few male gods?"
"Wrong. Look at the trademarks. They all come from the five major families. They must have been set up for them free of charge."
The dozen or so specially admitted students from all over the country were dazzled, experiencing for the first time the inhuman extravagance of the lives of the ultra-elite families.
I heard that the male celebrities have private chefs in their villa dormitories, so this revolving restaurant is only responsible for their lunch.
How long is lunch break anyway? After lunch, how can these heartthrobs have time to wander around?
In other words, these shops, built entirely with money, are merely decorations to give them an air of prestige.
Poverty truly limited their imagination.
Even another group of people from prominent families were green with envy. It wasn't that they were unsophisticated; they had simply never experienced anything like it before.
Apart from Di Lingling and her cousin, the others, who seem to have powerful backers, are actually either the second, third, fourth, or fifth children in their families, or illegitimate children who are not valued but whose bloodline is important.
There are also several stepchildren who were brought into wealthy families after their parents remarried.
Some of the privileges enjoyed by clan heirs are not available to them unless they have the approval of the successor.
Otherwise... hehe!
To put it bluntly, it's good enough that they don't see you as a thorn in their side.
Otherwise, who would be willing to lower themselves to follow the likes of Lü Bu and Liu Si?
If it weren't for the subtle relationship between Mu Yunya and the male gods, even though the Tengfei Society was backed by the newly emerging Tengfei Group, they would still disdain it.
Last night, several people were ridiculed by their fellow clansmen for joining the Soaring Society, and after being severely reprimanded by their parents, they considered giving up.
These people have been in a daze all morning.
It wasn't until Lü Bu and Liu Si said they would have lunch with the male gods that they finally decided to stick to their path.
Fortunately, fortunately I didn't withdraw from the membership too early.
Having lunch with His Highness the Crown Prince is a privilege rarely afforded even to the clan chiefs, let alone the heirs.
Haha, in a sense, they have more face than those heirs.
I'm going to brag about it when I get home tonight.