Jiang Wanwan, chubby

The family entered the house, sat down and chatted carefully, and Grandpa returned.

Jiang Siming told them honestly what he was doing now.

After hearing about playing games and playing live broadcasts, the three of them were a little unbelievable.

But when Jiang Siming called out his bank card deposit information to them, they realized that their children were really promising.

"Young youth, can you show Dad how many zeros are there?" Jiang Guoqiao was holding the phone and staring at the screen of the phone while wearing reading glasses, still counting the zeros there.

"Seven zeros, two 3s in front, more than 33 million." Father Jiang replied.

After soloing with Gu Cun before, Jiang Siming's deposit reached 20 million.

Then the live broadcast room reached the full level, and the gift money was divided into more than 10 million, all of which went to Jiang Siming card.

Coupled with the money fragments he usually picked up, it is not unusual for Jiang Siming to have so many deposits.

More than 33 million, to the Jiang father's family, he still doesn't know what that concept is.

All I know is that there are many, many, many people in the town who can spend all their lives together.

"My son is promising! I think anyone in the town would dare to say that my son is useless!" Jiang Mu said with tears.

Father Jiang stared at Jiang Siming, and said, "So much money can't be spent like that. Buying a car costs more than two million yuan. It's not enough for you to lose. I think you should let me here. I'll keep it for you."

Jiang Siming hadn't spoken yet, but Jiang Mu stood up with arms akimbo.

"Why don't you let the money my son makes? Besides, don't you know who is spending the two million for? It's not easy for my son to make money outside. If he needs to use it in a hurry, let you keep it. I'll buy you a drink, I think it's pretty beautiful!"

When Father Jiang heard this, he immediately wilted, and he didn't dare to slurp with his wife.

"You can think that your son spends a lot of money, then let the son return this car." Jiang Mu came and called for a lore.

Father Jiang immediately acknowledged it, without hesitation at all.

"My son is still the most capable, son, what kind of food I want to eat, mom will cook it for you today!" Jiang's mother said with joy.

"Sauce-flavored knuckles, crispy fried pork, braised tofu in oil, Shanwei lobster." Jiang Siming reported the name of the dish.

"You really know how to order it. You have to buy ingredients for these dishes. Why don't you say you want to eat the Man Han Banquet." Jiang's father was dissatisfied with Mai Tai.

"What matters to you, I'm happy to buy vegetables for my son. Can you manage it? Don't move your chopsticks when you eat. The leftovers in the kitchen are yours."

"Well, you go shopping for groceries and I will go with you. I will drive you there!"

"It takes only a few steps to drive your car, wasting gas money."

"It's okay, you haven't taken a seat yet, I'll take you to sit for a while." Jiang's father pulled Jiang's mother into the car, and the two couples went shopping.

Grandma happily went to the kitchen to prepare side dishes, while grandpa sat in a chair and chatted with Jiang Siming.

After talking for a long time, a thin figure rushed in, carrying a schoolbag on his back.

"I'm back! Grandma, what are we eating tonight?"

Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Siming knew who it was, his little girl sister.

Jiang Siming's younger sister is Jiang Wanwan, ten years younger than Jiang Siming. Such a big age gap makes Jiang Siming and Jiang Wanwan feel very close.

However, when they were young, they often quarreled and quarreled. They used to fight for the TV remote control.

But every time Jiang Siming wins, Jiang Wanwan cries frequently.

But she had a big heart, and she took the initiative to reconcile soon after arguing with Jiang Siming, and continued to follow Jiang Siming's buttocks, just like a little follower.

Now the little girl has also grown up slowly. She has inherited the Jiang family's genes, and she is slim, with the same round face as she was when she was a child.

Although it is not an alluring country, it is still a proper little beauty.

Jiang Wanwan never walks through the front door, and always likes to come in from the back kitchen every time she goes home, because she can easily take a few bites of delicious food.

"Just go to the living room and have a look." Grandma said to her with a smile.

When Jiang Wanwan heard it, she thought that the food was ready and she was in the living room, and ran over immediately.

Seeing Jiang Siming looking at her with a smile, the little girl stayed for a second, then jumped three feet high.

"Brother, why are you back?" Jiang Wanwan leaned in front of Jiang Siming, looked left and right, and replied: "You're so handsome, aren't you going to Korea for plastic surgery?"

He squeezed Jiang Siming's nose and face immediately and found that there was no problem.

Jiang Siming counterattacked, stood up, stuck to her round cheek, in the tone of his brother teaching his sister.

"You chubby, you dare to do something with your brother, can you get it?"

Jiang Wanwan's round face is a baby face since she was a child, so Jiang Siming named her round.

At first, she was not happy, but she became numb when she got used to it.

"Why are you so tall, brother?" Jiang Wanwan looked up at Jiang Siming. She couldn't reach Jiang Siming's face when she jumped up with both hands.

"Envy no, you are a short man." Jiang Siming smug.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan couldn't take advantage of it, she immediately went to her grandpa and cried out: "Grandpa, Jiang Siming bullied me, oooooo~"

"Don't want to find Grandpa to save you. Please report your latest monthly exam results first. I see if there are any plans for college."

"You look down on people! My monthly exam results this year are in the top ten in the school every time!" Jiang Wanwan replied proudly.

"I'm just floating in the top ten? It's not that I haven't attended the middle school in the town. The top ten is enough for what you can do. Your brother and I got the third place in the school and I barely entered Fudan University. ."

"I'm not as good as you in studying, can't I admit it." Jiang Wanwan curled her lips, her brother has always been her role model in studying.

"Acknowledge that you have to work hard, and correct your own shortcomings. You know, do you still want to go to Shanghai to play with your brother? Let me tell you, your brother is very busy in Shanghai now. You can't pass the test. Don't blame me for not taking you to fly."

"Really? How much did you spend in Shanghai for a month? Did you raise your salary? Is there five thousand?" Jiang Wanwan asked curiously.

"Five thousand? You underestimate your brother, adding a thousand times is almost the same."

"Cut, just blow it, no one will believe it." Jiang Wanwan obviously didn't believe it.

"Wanwan, your brother isn't bragging right now. He bought a car for your dad. It's more than two million yuan." Jiang Guoqiao said something fair for Jiang Siming at this time.

"Where is the car? Why didn't I see it?"

"I was driven by your dad to buy groceries. You'll see it later when you come back."

"Really? You really make a lot of money? Then you can buy me delicious food?" Jiang Wanwan immediately thought about food, this chubby nickname was not what Jiang Siming called.

"There is a large box in the back seat of the car, all imported snacks." Jiang Siming smiled mysteriously.

Jiang Wanwan called and jumped again in surprise, not staying at home, and ran directly to the vegetable market to find her parents.

Jiang Siming also followed her, anyway, it was not far from the door of the house, and he could lose it.