Zhou Xiaoxing learned to do the same action, but it wasn't very clear. He was just eating ice cream, and there would be a little bit of ice cream on his mouth. He took out the tissue first and put it back abruptly.

"Uncle Feng, if you are worried about this, I will..."

As he said this, he put his hand in his pocket and took out a tissue.

"Don't think that you can just throw away the money you have. Let me tell you, this matter cannot be erased."

Uncle Feng was very angry. Today's young people don't take relationships seriously at all. They think everything can be solved with money. Thinking of more than ten years ago, people in Uncle Feng's era were very disciplined about people and things.

You won’t be disappointed after just one meeting.

In the past, carriages and horses were very slow.

"No, Uncle Feng, are you overthinking it? I just ate the ice cream that A-Lian bought. It was not what you thought."

Zhou Xiaoxing combined the context and quietly opened his clairvoyance, and then he understood the source of this misunderstanding.

"Uncle, that's it. We just ate one ice cream. You're not so stingy. You want two or three pieces."

Ah Lian received Zhou Xiaoxing's quick explanation look and immediately understood. After taking out a tissue to wipe her mouth, she took her uncle's hand and shook it while talking.

"Really?"

"Look, is it an ice cream mark?"

Alian turned around and was about to throw away the tissue. Seeing that her uncle was still suspicious, she showed it to him.

"Okay, I'll just say that Uncle Feng is not a walking corpse."

Sir Miao suddenly clapped his hands from behind, as if the misunderstanding had finally been explained.

"You..."

"Brother, you said it, I never said it."

Sir Lin pointed at him with his finger, and Sir Miao quickly passed the blame. Uncle Feng was a master of solving crimes that he admired, and he must not leave any bad impression on him.

"Brother, help me, my two most respected people are here, don't tell the truth."

Sir Miao whispered in Sir Lin's ear.

"What are the benefits to me?"

"I'll bring you a week's worth of breakfast at most."

"Not enough, one month."

"You..."

"Uncle Feng..."

Sir Lin stood up straight and turned back to Uncle Feng.

"Deal."
Chapter completed!