Chapter 2073 Why Don’t You Like It?

When he got home, Zhang Minghui asked Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, can I not accept the gift from Aunt Ou?"

A look of surprise appeared on Jing Xiaocha's face, "Why not? Don't you like it?"

What Ou Yihan gave to Zhang Minghui was a pen.

Zhang Minghui handed the pen to Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, I just don't like Aunt Ou and I don't want the gift from her."

Zhang Minghui's displeasure was written on his face, and his voice was somewhat stiff and stubborn.

Jing Xiaocha thought for a while and said gently, "If you really don't want it, then just put the gift away and don't use it."

"good."

Zhang Minghui hesitated for a long time before reluctantly agreeing.

But there was something else in mind.

On the weekend, Zhang Minghui went to shoot a commercial with Zi Yi, because Zi Yi had told him the day before that his uncle Wen Jin would also go with him.

Zhang Minghui took the pen Ou Yihan gave him and handed it to Wen Jin as soon as he got into the car, "Uncle Wen, please help me return this pen to Aunt Ou."

"Don't you like it? Why don't you keep it?"

Wen Jin also looked at Zhang Minghui doubtfully, but did not reach out to take the pen he handed him.

Zi Yi, who was sitting on the other side, smiled and asked, "Zhang Minghui, do you think the gift Aunt Ou gave you is not as valuable as ours, so you don't like it."

"I don't think so."

Zhang Minghui retorted without thinking.

Zi Yi raised her pretty eyebrows and looked at him with her beautiful eyes, "Why don't you like it?"

"No merit, no reward. I'm not familiar with Aunt Ou, so why do I need her gift?"

Zhang Minghui's tone was very calm, not like a child over eight years old at all.

"Don't you like Aunt Ou to be my second uncle's girlfriend?"

Zi Yi stared at Zhang Minghui's awkward face for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out to take the pen in his hand and stuffed it into Wen Jin's arms, "Second uncle, will you marry Aunt Ou?"

Zhang Minghui's expression changed and he did not refute this time.

Wen Jin frowned slightly, looking at the two little kids, he suddenly felt a headache, "You two little kids, don't ask things you shouldn't ask, and say things you shouldn't say."

After a slight pause, he looked at Zhang Minghui seriously, "Please return the pen to Aunt Ou. Does your aunt know?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Minghui's voice was a little lower, and he sounded guilty.

"Then tell me why you don't like Aunt Ou. As long as you can tell me the reason, I will return this pen for you."

Zhang Minghui pursed his lips stubbornly, "If you don't like it, you just don't like it. I don't like her being with Uncle Wen, and I don't like her introducing a boyfriend to my aunt. Uncle Wen, my aunt likes you so much, why don't you like me?" Where is aunt?"

After asking this question, Zhang Minghui stared at Wen Jin with his eyes wide open.

It's like he won't give up until he gives an answer.

That day in the restaurant, Zhang Minghui said something similar. Although it was different from these words, the atmosphere was made awkward by him.

Unexpectedly, he dared to ask Wen Jin directly today why he didn't like her aunt?

Zi Yi raised her lips at the joke and looked at Wen Jin and Zhang Minghui. Qingfeng, who was driving in front, twitched the corner of his mouth and pretended not to hear Zhang Minghui's words and continued driving.

"Xiaohui, you are a child and don't understand what liking means."

"Second uncle, who said children can't understand? I understand. Since Zhang Minghui wants to know the answer, can't you just tell him?"

When Zi Yi added fuel to the fire, Wen Jin gave him a cold look.

He chuckled, turned his head, took out a tissue and wiped Qingqing's mouth, saying softly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Brother eat."

Qingqing fed the remaining food into Ziyi's mouth. She took a bite of it, and it was still stained with Qingqing's saliva. Ziyi smiled and ate it with one mouthful.

When Zhang Minghui saw that Wen Jin didn't answer his question, his face showed a hint of anger, "I know, Uncle Wen likes Aunt Ou and doesn't like Auntie Ou. Uncle Wen, don't tell Auntie these things."

Wen Jin said calmly, "What you should worry about now is your studies, and how you can make money to support yourself, and perform well when you get to the set soon."

"I know."

Zhang Minghui was angry with Wen Jin, and Wen Jin could only let him be angry.

**

Zhang Minghui went out for a day, and Jing Xiaocha didn't go out either. He spent a day at home catching up on manuscripts.

She rushed out the few plots that needed to be revised, but because she was not satisfied, she deleted another two thousand words.

While he was thinking hard, Zhang Minghui was escorted back by Wen Jin.

"Uncle Wen, please come in and sit down for a while and have a cup of tea."

Before Wen Ran could speak, Zhang Minghui greeted Wen Jin warmly, and then said happily to Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, I have found a job, and I can support myself in the future."

"What job are you looking for?"

Jing Xiaocha asked with a smile, looking up at Wen Jin.

Wen Jin walked towards the sofa in the living room and replied gently, "It was Zi Yi who was doing odd jobs next to him when he was filming commercials. Zi Yi recommended him, so he was hired."

"Yeah?"

The smile on Jing Xiaocha's face became brighter. No matter what the job was, for Zhang Minghui, he could support himself.

Zhang Minghui nodded vigorously, as if he had suddenly become a little adult, "Auntie, really, I can make money by myself in the future. I earned fifty yuan today."

As he spoke, he took out the money and handed it to Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha smiled and looked at the money he handed over with both hands, "You can keep the money you earn by yourself. I will buy you a piggy bank later."

"Auntie, I don't save any money. I'll give it to you for living expenses. I can support my aunt when I earn more in the future."

Zhang Minghui was full of confidence in himself and the future, with a bright light shining in his eyes.

Wen Jin saw it with a faint smile on his lips.

In fact, where could Zhang Minghui find a job so easily? There is no need for a kid like him to do odd jobs on the set.

But seeing how happy he was about making money, he felt it was worth it.

Although Zhang Minghui was very bad in the past, he was still a child and had time to correct himself.

"Since Xiaohui gave you the money, just accept it and remember it for him."

Wen Jin spoke with a gentle smile, and Zhang Minghui immediately nodded in agreement.

Jing Xiaocha then accepted it with a smile, "Okay, I'll keep it for you first, and I'll pay your tuition in the future."

Zhang Minghui went to an aristocratic school, and the tuition was not low.

Mo Xiuchen paid for his tuition this semester.

Jing Xiaocha originally wanted to give it to Wen Ran, but Wen Ran insisted not to give it and said that she would give it to Zhang Minghui next semester.

"Auntie, I will work hard to make money in the future, and I will not delay my studies."

Earning fifty yuan a day is so easy.

This is the first time since Zhang Minghui grew up.

He used to pick up garbage and carry bricks on construction sites. He could only earn a few yuan a day and was still dirty and tired.