[MTL]Dressed As the Villain's Mother

Chapter 20

Handsome guy, who are you looking for?

Ji Zhile was so excited, he didn't expect that he would gain so much from coming out tonight.

It turned out that only three or four mineral water bottles could be found in a trash can, but tonight he found eight in a trash can!

The garbage bags brought out couldn't fit, so Ji Zhile imitated the movements of those old ladies who picked up bottles, unscrewed the bottle cap, put the bottle on the ground and stomped it flat, and then put it in his pocket.

Sure enough, a lot of bottles could be filled in this way. Ji Zhile was so happy that he was going crazy, thinking that he could earn five yuan tonight. If Xiao Yuan was here, they would definitely be able to find more bottles. Unfortunately, he is the only one now.

But Ji Zhile didn't dare to let Uncle Security see him. Uncle Security knew him, and if he saw him picking up bottles, he would definitely tell his mother.

While avoiding people, Ji Zhile was picking up bottles. When a car passed by on the road, and when the lights came on, Ji Zhile quickly hid behind a big tree.

Covered by the shade of the trees, he poked his head out quietly and took a look outside.

This glance surprised Ji Zhile, and he blinked in disbelief, is that Dad?

Ji Zhile carefully looked at it several times, and finally decided that at that time, he only had one thought in his mind, there were so many bottles here, if Dad picked them up with him, he might earn ten yuan tonight!

Seeing that his father was about to leave, Ji Zhile ran out immediately.

The surprise of meeting dilutes many others in an instant, but Ji Zhile quickly regained his senses, and warmly invited his father to pick up bottles with him.

Dad seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then asked him, "Zhile, what are you doing here?"

Ji Zhile said naturally: "I'm picking up bottles."

He opened the garbage bag, shook it, and said proudly, "Dad, look at how much I picked up."

Dad seemed to take a deep breath and said, "Zhile, don't pick it up, I brought you back an empty bottle."

Ji Zhile's eyes widened: "Where is it?"

Dad took him by the hand, took him into the car, and took out a cardboard box from the trunk, which was full of beautiful bottles of different colors.

Ji Zhile's gaze was attracted at once, the pattern on the bottle body shone on the street lamp, it was colorful and beautiful.

Ji Zhile suddenly felt a little bit reluctant. It's a pity to sell such a beautiful bottle, but this thought only stayed in his head for a second, and he resolutely opened his garbage bag and said, "Dad, put the Put them in the bottle I picked up."

Their family is already very poor, no matter how beautiful the bottle is, it is just a bottle, a bottle that can be sold for money.

Dad put the bottles together, and Ji Zhile took a look, one garbage bag was already full.

"Isn't that enough?" Dad asked him.

Ji Zhile said: "Of course not enough, the more the better."

Dad frowned, and his voice was a little low, as if he was talking to himself, "So many bottles are needed for the kindergarten to do handwork."

"Zhile, let's go home first."

Ji Zhile only brought one garbage bag with him when he went out today, and it was already full, so he nodded and said, "Okay."