Uncle Shenhao: Take ten nephews to the supermarket at the beginning

Chapter 4 Is this a reward of 660,000? (Please vote for me, please collect)

"this"

"Why so many?"

"8888 yuan?"

Aunt Zhao stared.

My breathing became a little faster.

Where did he get the money?

borrowed?

"Aunt Zhao, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Buy some good things for your family and have a lively time. When my sisters arrive, you can go home to celebrate the Chinese New Year!"

Luo Feng smiled faintly.

Didn't say anything.

Borrow 2,000 yuan from someone and pay back 8,000 yuan.

This may seem a bit silly.

But Aunt Zhao is a nice person.

It's not easy either.

I have been working as a nanny with my eldest sister for more than 7 years.

It's a New Year's red envelope. Even if I don't give it to myself, my eldest sister will probably give it to me. I heard that it's about 5,800 yuan every New Year.

"Aunt Zhao, let's go. I'll watch the front, you watch the back!"

Luo Feng turned around and shouted.

16 nieces.

The army sets off.

It’s hard to take care of the beginning and end, isn’t it?

Hahaha!

It takes two people to take care of it.

soon.

16 little ones, plus two adults.

They all set off towards the city.

When it's time to get on the bus.

Luo Feng, with his army of sixteen lovely nieces, immediately attracted the attention of passers-by on the street.

Moreover, these little cuties also wear a set of fan tutu skirts.

very cute.

Plus those ponytails.

Paired with a tutu skirt.

Just some exquisite Barbie dolls.

wrong.

It's an army of Barbie dolls.

"Oh, whose children are these? Are they so lucky?"

"They are all girls? Are they so beautiful?"

"Look, these are all money-making products. The four in my family are all money-losing products!"

Of course.

This era of ancient and modern times.

Boys need betrothal gifts when they get married.

Adults call boys losers.

Girls are moneymakers.

But in fact, many people scolded their son for losing money, but they liked him very much.

Or regardless of gender, as long as it is their own child, they all like it.

It's just a joke.

"so cute!"

"Yes! What a cute little baby!"

"so cute!"

There was a middle-aged single uncle. When he saw so many cute little girls, he immediately wanted to have a wife. He was excited and envious and said, "Oh my God, if you have so many daughters, you must be very happy, right?"

"Hahaha! Uncle, what happiness do you mean?"

"Just pure happiness!"

"But I thought I heard something just now. Isn't this my daughter? This is my niece, right?"

"Nieces? This is very happy! They are so cute! So beautiful!"

"My uncle is a handsome guy, and their mother must be very beautiful too! What a pity."

"It's nothing to regret! Don't you hear that even though Cao Cao is dead, Wei Wu's style still exists!"

There are many aunts, uncles or young people on the bus.

See this army of nieces.

They all take pictures with their mobile phones.

Some people even started talking about Luo Feng's expenses.

"How about a casual breakfast? At least five pounds of noodles, right?"

"If you go to a restaurant, the minimum price for a breakfast is ten yuan? So that's 160 yuan?"

"Oh my God! 160 yuan? Apart from five social insurances and one housing fund, I only earn 120 yuan a day! And then my breakfast is gone?"

"Hahaha! This is just breakfast! Today's little girls spend a lot of money in a day! Don't have 1,000 yuan? You can't settle it, right?"

"Brother, look at this family, they must be a pretty good family. I guess we can't do it without three thousand yuan!"

"Look! This uncle? Is he going to take them to the supermarket?"

"I'm going! I want to go to the supermarket? How much will it cost?"

After getting off the bus.

Arrive at the supermarket stop.

Luo Feng does this.

It must have made everyone curious.

"Little brother, do you want to get off at Jinlaifu Mall?"

Several aunts.

I also came to this mall to buy New Year goods.

They got out of the car one after another.

Now he just looked at Luo Feng in surprise.

Of course Luo Feng knew what these aunts were thinking, and said with a smile: "Isn't that right? They are clamoring to come!"

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The aunt who spoke was speechless.

Just whispering to the other aunts in a low voice.

So many nieces brought to the mall?

Pay later?

It has to be a few thousand or tens of thousands at least, right?

Can this uncle bear it?

ps: I humbly ask for a monthly ticket!

(End of chapter)