It was strange that there was no one in the Lu family who loved money as much as he did. Even Lu Qin, who had died in the past, did not love money as much as he did. He was just a cheap fan. How Old was he now, other children were waiting for their parents’love, their parents’protection, and they were throwing tantrums and crying. They wanted to buy this one today and that one tomorrow.
But Lu Guang was good. All he could think about was money.
He shook his little hand again and climbed onto his small bed.
He and Lu Qi shared a small wooden bed. They folded the quilt and made the bed.
These were all things they had done since they were young. Of course, even their small clothes had to be washed by themselves.
Even Xun Xun had to wash her own clothes, not to mention the two of them.
