Meng Er was ashamed, "I was short of money in my pocket, so I could only do my best..."

"Mr. Meng is a good person!"

The plan set by Dad was resolved in a few words, and he also gained a reputation for being kind and generous. Meng Er's head seemed to be more useful than Dad's! Dad was tempted by him and he would definitely not be able to play with it. Jiang Liu scooped up a piece of stewed soft tofu and put it into Dad's plate to comfort him.

When the father and daughter left the Lotte Restaurant and were preparing to get on the carriage, Meng Er, who was waiting beside her, took two steps forward and greeted him with a smile, "Brother Feng, Liu'er, it turns out that you are here too."

Mr. Jiang held his daughter and smiled brighter than Meng Er, "That's right. Where did Brother Meng come from?"

Meng Er asked with a smile, "Don't Brother Feng know?"

"I don't know." Mr. Jiang pretended to be confused with understanding.

Meng Er laughed out loud, "Brother Feng is one year older, but he is still as naughty as he was when he was a child."

Mr. Jiang lowered his face, "You are only one year older than me!" What kind of elders are you pretending to be!

"Who said no?" Meng Er said that and then teased Xiao Jiang Liu. "Liu'er is seven years old, why do you still have to hold your father? Is her legs not healed yet, can't you walk?"

If you hit someone, you don’t slap someone in the face and scold someone, you don’t reveal your shortcomings. This guy needs to deal with it! Jiang Liu smiled sweeter than her father, “Meng-er-Bo.”

"Be good! Liu'er is one year older, much more sensible than last year." Meng Ermingli praised Xiao Liu'er and secretly mocked Mr. Jiang Er.

Feeling that his father's hands were tightened, Jiang Liu still asked with a smile, "Meng Er-Bo-only-only-a-year older than me daddy?"

"Yes, Xiao Liu'er forgot?" Meng Er smiled and straightened the soft gauze hat on his head. Although he was only one year older than Jiang Er, he had already passed the imperial examination and helped his father support his family.

"Then--" Jiang Liuer stared at his proud face and asked naively, "Why is Meng Er-Bo looking at me and my father-father-old, so many of them?"

He was less than thirty years old, and this dead girl actually said that he was old! Meng Er's face was instantly distorted.

Mr. Jiang laughed loudly, and the young ladies and wives who were watching were also very cooperative and covered their mouths and laughed.
Chapter completed!