After the meal, Qi You looked at the family members who had eaten and drunk, feeling quite satisfied.

So he asked, "Will you have some snacks after dinner? The golden cake rolls and lotus seed cakes in this restaurant are good."

The little pillar rejoiced, "What you want is what you want."

Father Qi and the others did not speak, because they are too full now.

Qi You turned to look at Miao'er, "Do you want to eat Miao'er?"

He looked at the little girl encouragingly, Miao'er pushed the root of the top teeth with the tip of his tongue, hesitated for a while, and nodded gently.

Qi You: "Okay, I'll let Xiao Er go to pack, then we will be hungry halfway to eat."

He called Xiao Er and ordered to go down. On the way, he also rewarded him with half a tael of silver. The corner of his eyes twitched as he watched.

When Xiao Er left and the door closed again, Qi's father frowned and said in disapproval: "You'er, rich is not such a trick."

Qi You propped his elbow on the table, resting his cheek in one hand, lazily, "Father, the rich family of Jincheng has gone. You see, I spend money like water today, but I don’t know it in the eyes of those rich people. Silver is nothing but grass and mustard on the roadside, not worth mentioning."

Father Qi: "You'er. You also know that they are rich. We are just a small farmer, how dare to compare with others."

Mother Qi agreed, "Yes, You'er, since you like Jincheng, and now you have money in your hand, why not buy some property in Jincheng? Settling down as soon as possible is the right way."

Qi You waved his hand and looked at Father Qi, "Father, no one in this world is rich from the beginning. Even if those rich people in Jincheng go on for several generations, their ancestors are not mud-legged, who is more noble than anyone else. ."

"Moreover, this money is dead, and people live. If you have money in your hand, it's not good to do something, and you have to grab those pieces of land with people."

"Father, take a long-term look, what is this little bit of fruit and two dates in front of you."

Father Qi: "But"

"Okay, the downstairs should have been packed, let's go down." Qi You took the lead to go out. Miao'er hugged her younger brother and followed closely.

Qi's father and Qi's mother looked at each other, and they all saw the worry in the other's eyes.

Father Qi patted his old wife's hand and whispered to appease: "You'er is a person of great luck. He will definitely be able to make a fortune in the future, so don't worry too much."

Qi You paid the money, took the dim sum from his childhood, and handed it to sister and brother Miao'er.

The family walked out of the restaurant and strolled leisurely on the street.

Qi You suddenly said: "Next, we should go buy some food, but I want to get something, maybe I have to trouble Miao'er to buy it." He handed over a purse.

Miao'er hesitated, not knowing whether to pick it up or not.

She looked at Qi's mother for help, and Qi's mother nodded to her with a smile.

Miao'er plucked up the courage and slowly stretched out his hand, but unexpectedly, someone rushed over at this stall, smashed Qi Mu, and ran away after grabbing the purse.

Holding the purse in Qi You's hand, the little thief couldn't succeed in trying to grab it. After all, Qi You's rice was not eaten for nothing, but Qi You suddenly let go when he saw Miao'er on the opposite side.

As expected, Miao Er chased it out without even thinking about it.

She didn't feel anything, but in the eyes of others, she was as light as a swallow, and she was as fast as a wind, and she caught up with the little thief in a blink of an eye.

With just a few breaths, she subdued people.

Seeing that he had kicked the iron plate, the little thief immediately begged for mercy, "Little Xia, forgive me, the little one will never dare again next time."

"Stop his hand."

Just as Miao'er wanted to take back the purse and let him go, she heard the man's cold voice behind him.

Qi You slowly walked over and looked at the little thief condescendingly, "Which hand stole it, then abandon it."

Miao'er looked up at him in disbelief, and Qi You looked back calmly.

Miao'er's grasping hand trembled slightly, biting her lip, and couldn't hold it for a long time.

The movement here attracted onlookers, and Miao'er was surrounded by so many people for the first time.

Someone in the crowd persuaded, "Little son, I think he is the first offender, and your money bags have been recovered, so forget it."

"Yes, you have to be forgiving and forgiving."

"Just let him go this time."

The little thief would come in particular. Hearing the plea of ​​someone around him, he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, and tears came out. "Little son, I have no choice. If it were not for desperation, I wouldn't be like that."

Miao'er's grasping hand became looser, and she lipped at Qi You, "Brother You, why don't you forgive him"

But not wanting such a slack effort, the little thief broke free, and not only that, he took a dagger out of his body and stabbed it at the nearest Miao'er.

The crowd onlookers immediately took a few steps back in shock.

Things happened so quickly that Miao Er was stunned, and she watched the shining blade of the knife stabbing at her in a daze, forgetting to avoid it.

At the close of the hair, the tip of the knife stopped in front of her eyebrows.

She moved her eyes and saw that it was Qi You who had grabbed the hand of the little thief with the knife.

Qi You squinted his eyes, his subordinates gradually hardened.

"Ahhhhh-" The little thief lost his dagger in pain, and he curled up.

But no one helped him intercede this time.

Qi You sneered, "There are old and young? The family can't open the pot for three days? Then where did you get this 80% new clothes, and who gave you the dagger? And"

"A man who has been hungry for three days, with a ruddy complexion like you, can run and jump."

A slight "click" sounded, and the listener's hair was horrified.

Qi You looked around and raised his chin slightly, "I can use whatever means. If Qi You frowns, even if I lose." He threw away the man in disgust. He took back his purse, turned around and took the whole family away.

People were afraid of his evil spirits and retreated one after another to make way for him.

From behind, someone quietly took the little thief away.

Such a small episode is insignificant to Qi You. After all people have been killed, will they still have a psychological shadow on the useless hand?

Besides, he killed people who should be killed, and he didn't abolish the good people. He also walked the way for the heavens.

But Miao'er obviously didn't think so.

She was very frustrated, and there was a low-spirited atmosphere lingering all over her body.

Qi You didn't comfort her, but asked her, "Do you know what's wrong with me?"

Miao'er flinched, and said timidly: "You shouldn't not listen to Brother You."

Qi You: "No."

Miao'er:? ? ?

Father Qi and the others also came to listen to what he said.

Qi You: "It is your fault that you are too easily influenced by the people around you. The little thief knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. If the people around you say two good things, you will feel relieved. They are all adult men with healthy limbs, so it is really difficult to do anything. No, I have to steal it."

"Today was just someone stealing your money. You are like this. In the future, if someone insults you, beats you, tramples you, will you say two good things and apologize to you? People around you will persuade you two more words, you are It’s not easy to say forgive me."

Miao'er, Miao'er didn't speak.

Seeing her appearance, Qi You felt that there was an evil fire bursting out of her heart.

He stopped, a little unscrupulous, "If someone slaps you in the street in the future, will you not fight back?"

Miao'er was almost crying, and Brother You had never been so fierce to her.

She exhausted all her strength and raised her head, crying and said: "No Brother You, Miao'er, Miao'erhui... fight back." It's just that the last few words are very weak.

Qi's father and Qi's mother didn't want to be the background board anymore, and came up to persuade the peace, "You'er, you are too harsh on Miao'er."

Mother Qi: "As a girl, Miao'er has done well enough. Don't be too demanding on her."

Qi You blocked his throat in one breath, unable to go up and down, not to mention how uncomfortable. But this is on the street after all, and if we go on, it really makes people unable to get off the stage.

Qi You breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget it, let's come to an end in advance."

He stuffed the money bag into Miao'er's hand, "Now you go to the grain store to buy some rice noodles. We will wait for you outside."

"Okay... OK." Miaoer responded in a low voice. This time he quickly took the money bag, carefully held it in his hand, and turned his head back and forth into the grain shop.

There was no one in the store right now. As soon as Miao'er entered, Xiao Er came up to greet him, "Little son, what can I buy?"

Miao'er bit her lip, looked at the new rice and flour one by one, and then tremblingly said, "How much is that kind of rice?"

Xiao Er looked over and laughed, "Little son, this is this year's crystal rice, twenty-five cents for a fight."

Miao'er's pupils shrunk slightly, twenty-five pennies for a bucket? So expensive.

Before they had a famine before, the best new rice was only eight cents per fight.

Miao'er frowned, and pointed to flour again, "Well, what about this?"

Xiao Er: "This is a new aspect, only 30 essays per fight."

"Thirty texts?" Miao Er couldn't help but exclaimed.

Xiao Er seems to have seen more of these scenes, and he is not surprised: "Little son, don't worry, it is true that the south eats more rice, and there are fewer people who grow wheat. This flour is naturally more expensive than the north."

Miao'er confided in his heart that this was more expensive, it was obviously more than doubled.

She looked at the rice noodles in front of her, and couldn't buy it. Finally, somehow, her eyes turned to the old rice...

A quarter of an hour later, Qi You looked at the rice noodles in front of him and the girl with her head down.

Qi You didn't comment, "Okay, let's go to the next house."

So Miao'er entered the second grain store again. She guessed that Brother You might be dissatisfied with the grain she bought before, so this time, she mercilessly bought new rice.

She came out with food, but Qi You still didn't say anything.

Qi You: "Go to the next house."

Miaoer: QAQ!

Next they bought meat, salt, and various snacks. The only thing in common was that the people who bought the things were Miao'er.

Later, when there were too many things, Qi You spent money to hire two footmen. It was not that he was lazy, but that he wanted to free his hands to protect his family at any time.

When it was dark, Qi You took them home.

Qi You stopped the footman at the foot of the mountain, settled the money and sent them away. Then he carried his things up the mountain.

After returning home, Miao'er carried his things and went into the stove to cook for the family, followed by Qi You.

Miaoer: Σ(°△°|||)︴! !

Qi father and mother: o((⊙﹏⊙))o

After a stick of incense, the rice is simmered.

Qi You tidied the table, brought out three bowls of rice, and handed each one a pair of chopsticks, "What's the difference between tasting?"

Father Qi and Mother Qi looked at each other, hesitatingly stretched out their chopsticks.

After Xiaozhuzi ate, he was the first to say, "Brother-in-law, this one is the best," he pointed to the third bowl.

Miao'er standing by the table trembled.