Luo Xiaoyao curled his lips. What's the point of saying this every time his uncle says this? He is only seventeen now, and his future is limitless. Why do you have to focus on him, Luo Zhenhui? He, whoever he loves, is not too scarce to ask for his money!

Luo Zhenhao ignored Luo Xiaoyao's reaction, walked around and looked at the small house, and happened to see the decoration plan of Luo Xiaoyao's room.

"You did this?" He picked it up and looked carefully. "Boy, I can't tell that you have a good design talent. Why, learn design in college in the future?"

Seeing that Luo Xiaoyao ignored him, he said again: "But if you want to redecorate now, it will definitely be too late. However, I can help you, and it will make you feel comfortable and satisfied if you don't renovate."

Luo Xiaoyao looked at him seriously now, "What are you going to do?"

"Just change furniture, wallpaper, and room tone, which is roughly the same as you think. Anyway, you won't live here when you go to college, so you'll only live for one or two years."

Luo Zhenhao raised his eyebrows, and Luo Xiaoyao finally nodded.

Luo Zhenhao teased Luo Xiaoyao's design level again, then turned around and looked at his watch. It was all morning and it was time to have a meal.

He folded Luo Xiaoyao's design draft and put it in his briefcase, then picked up the car keys.

"Let's go out for a meal, and then I'll accompany you to buy furniture, a big designer."

Luo Xiaoyao looked at him, then poked his head into the kitchen and looked at Aunt Wu, who was so frightened that he could not cook without rice. Finally, he stood up expressionlessly and followed Luo Zhenhao.

Just so happens that he really wants to buy something.

It was almost half past when they came out of the hotel. It was just October and it was noon again. The weather was still hot. Luo Zhenhao was going to play Luo Xiaoyao's parents to talk to the landlord about things. The suit and ties they wore today were so hot now, especially after they had just finished their meal.

Therefore, he was too lazy to drive to pick up the mall, so he took Luo Xiaoyao directly into the big mall nearest here, let Luo Xiaoyao choose whatever he wants inside, and he could catch the air conditioner inside and cool it down for a while.

But things went against his wishes. Luo Xiaoyao's vision was not very high. To be honest, the things in this supermarket were not very eye-catching.

So Luo Zhenhao could only return to the same hot car with a helpless look on his face and took Luo Xiaoyao to find a special furniture city.

Luo Xiaoyao was really happy now. He selected a lot of furniture according to his own wishes. Luo Zhenhao also used the design drawing to make a move. The uncle and nephew worked together and the businessmen quickly bought all the furniture they should buy, except for the same - a desk lamp.

Luo Xiaoyao was not satisfied with the style of the desk lamp in this furniture city.

So, Luo Zhenhao finally rushed to pay the money and asked the people from the furniture city to deliver the furniture they chose to home in the evening. Then he took Luo Xiaoyao to find a place to buy a desk lamp again.

Luo Xiaoyao chose a supermarket next to the bookstore and went in to buy desk lamps. In fact, he couldn't afford to buy desk lamps, but just when he decided to buy a desk lamp casually, he saw the bookstore.

As soon as he saw the bookstore, his eager heart beat faster.

So the person who was about to pick up the desk lamp turned around and entered the bookstore.

Luo Zhenhao was helpless, "Aren't you going to buy a desk lamp? Why are you going to the bookstore? Are you going to pry off the lamp from the bookstore and steal it?"

When he saw Luo Xiaoyao ignore him, he was too lazy to follow him with a cold butt on his face and lit a cigarette at the door of the bookstore and leisurely started to suck the clouds and sniffle.

However, the cigarette was not over yet, Luo Xiaoyao called him over there.

"Uncle, come in and pay!"

Luo Zhenhao quickly took a few puffs, put out the remaining cigarette and threw it into the trash can, and then walked into the bookstore unexpectedly.

Luo Xiaoyao is buying books? Luo Xiaoyao can actually buy books? Don’t joke. The teacher emphasized that he didn’t buy review materials many times, so how could he buy books?

However, as he got closer, he vaguely saw Luo Xia holding a dozen thick books and standing there waiting to pay the bill.

He raised his eyebrows. Could it be that after changing schools, this person has also begun to love studying?

However, when he got closer, he realized that he was really too naive and thought of his eldest nephew too beautifully.

The seven or eight books that Luo Xiaoyao holds is a novel series called "What Things in the Ming Dynasty".

Therefore, Luo Zhenhao was in a very complicated mood when paying the bill, feeling a little disappointed and relieved.

What was lost was that Luo Xiaoyao had not changed - he knew that he didn't like to learn, alas, it was no longer possible to change him...

Don't worry, Luo Xiaoyao has not changed - if he suddenly changes, he will not be able to adapt and don't know how to get along with him.

In the end, Luo Zhenhao walked back to his car with seven thick books in his arms, and Xiaoyao Hero walked into the supermarket alone. He had not forgotten the desk lamp he wanted to buy.

He walked into the supermarket for the front foot, and felt like he wanted to go to the bathroom, so he intuitively walked towards the bathroom. This was not the first time he had come to this supermarket, and he still knew the general geographical location.

He flashed through many shoppers and finally walked to the toilet. After all, it was a holiday, and there were still many people going out to shop. He took a casual look around while walking, and then went to the toilet to solve his personal problems.

He came out soon after, and he washed his hands. As time went by, Luo Zhenhao should have put down the book at this time, so he planned to gather with him. He took out his cell phone, glanced at the phone, and fucked the buttons with his fingers and called Luo Zhenhao over.

While waiting for the connection, he glanced at a brief glance and happened to see a middle-aged woman in a blue long dress sitting on the bench answering a call and hurriedly left, but her bag was forgotten on the chair by her.

Luo Xiaoyao's mind had not made a decision yet, and his body had already moved. He passed through the bustling aisle as fast as possible and ran towards the row of benches. There were people coming and going around. Fortunately, there were no thieves or bad intentions to take advantage of it. The bag was successfully taken by Luo Xiaoyao.

Luo Xiaoyao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and grabbed the dark red bag tightly, but his smile had just spread to the corners of his mouth but quickly disappeared because he found that he could no longer find the figure of the blue skirt aunt.

He was a little annoyed. He should have called the aunt first. No, he should have prepared both hands, called someone with his mouth, and came over to get the bag.

Alas, what should I do now? How to return the bag to others?

He looked up at the people around him who could not see at all. Slowly, his eyes were firm and he had a decision in his heart.
Chapter completed!