He spread a sheet on the floor, sat cross-legged, and poured out all the money.

Zhuang Zhimeng then raised her head to greet An Qingbai.

"Brother Qingbai, sit down too. It's tiring for me to look up at you!"

An Qingbai sat down cross-legged just like her.

"I'll count the money with you!"

Zhuang Zhimeng counted the money without saying a word, then gave him half to count.

Zhi Meng only spoke after the money exchange was finished.

"It's 1500 yuan here."

An Qingbai has finished ordering.

"It's 1400 yuan here."

Zhuang Zhimeng put the money together.

"So that means Hei Zi gave us exactly 2900 yuan, Qing Bai. It seems like he gave us a little more than four times the normal amount?"

An Qingbai guessed.

"I reckon the extra few dozen dollars was probably his way of trying to do you a favor, hoping you'd have a good impression of this black market and come back to trade again next time."

"That's probably exactly what the haters are planning. Let's wait a while before making another deal. We can't do it too frequently, or I, as their boss, will become cheap!"

"It can't be too frequent; it takes time for Heizi to sell the grain!"

Zhuang Zhimeng was just about to put the money away when she suddenly remembered that she had to pay Qingzhuan in a couple of days, and it seemed that Brother Qingbai hadn't asked her for the money!

"Brother Qingbai, how much do the blue bricks cost? I'll get them for you."

An Qingbai shook his head.

"No need to give it to me."

An Qingbai took out a bankbook from the compartment of his bag and handed it to Zhuang Zhimeng.

"This is the money my grandfather prepared for me to get married and build a house. There's a lot of money in it, and I plan to use it to buy the bricks!"

Zhuang Zhimeng took the passbook with suspicion, opened it, glanced at it, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow! Brother Qingbai, Grandpa is so good to you! He actually left you ten thousand yuan?"

An Qingbai smiled and nodded.

"Ah, that's right, Grandpa really dotes on me!"

Zhuang Zhimeng held onto An Qingbai's arm.

"Brother Qingbai, was Grandpa very rich back then?"

An Qingbai then told her about her grandfather's estate.

"The current Anyang Brigade and the neighboring Jinhua Brigade were actually both my grandfather's land before!"

Later, during the land reform, he donated a lot of land to the state, so he wasn't labeled with those messy titles!

My grandfather used to have several hundred farmhands; many of the workers in our brigade were his farmhands back then.

Grandpa mainly made money by collecting rent and selling alcohol and smuggled salt; he earned quite a bit of money from these things!

After listening to his words, Zhuang Zhimeng patted An Qingbai's thigh.

"So your family used to be quite wealthy?"

An Qingbai shrugged.

"You said it was in the past, but it's all gone now, isn't it?"

Zhuang Zhimeng told him with absolute certainty.

"It's okay, we can create it ourselves! Money is just something you earn and earn, and then you have more, right?"

An Qingbai was amused.

"Hey, Zhizhi, you're right, we can earn it ourselves!"

Zhuang Zhimeng returned the savings book to him.

Here, keep it safe!

Then he counted out another hundred yuan from the money on the ground and handed it to An Qingbai.

"This is your allowance, so I don't always forget to give it to you. Keep it and spend it as you like!"

An Qingbai did not refuse.

"Okay, then I'll keep it!"

An Qingbai pointed to the bankbook on his lap and looked at Zhuang Zhimeng.

"Zhizhi, I'll give you this savings book after we finish building the house?"

Zhuang Zhimeng waved her hand.

"No need, keep this passbook for yourself. It was left to you by your grandfather. It would be a bit inappropriate for you to give it to me!"

An Qingbai was very persistent.

"I still want to give it to you. I think Grandpa would support me even if he knew! Besides, we'll be one after we get married. What couple keeps their money separate?"

Zhuang Zhimeng thought for a moment and then made a suggestion.

"Well then, you can keep this passbook for now. Aren't you still going to buy bricks? You can give it to me after we get married if you want!"

An Qingbai then agreed.

"That works too!"

Zhuang Zhimeng put the money away, stood up to remove her makeup, and suddenly felt like teasing Qingbai.

They pulled him up from the ground.

"Brother Qingbai, I'm thinking of giving you a reward. Do you want it?"

An Qingbai looked at her expectantly.

"What reward?"

Zhuang Zhimeng, with her scarred face, suddenly cupped An Qingbai's face and was about to kiss him.

An Qingbai's pupils dilated to their maximum, his whole body filled with resistance, and he tried his best to turn his head to the left and right.

Zhuang Zhimeng laughed and patted his chest.

"Haha, oh my god, Qingbai, you're killing me with laughter!"

An Qingbai also laughed.

"Hehe, you should go remove your makeup right now! The scar on your face was so big in front of me just now. Every time I see that face, I feel like a man is going to kiss me. I really can't stand it!"

"Haha, I'm going right now!"

An Qingbai smiled and shook his head.

"Always so naughty!"

She squatted down, put the passbook back into her bag, then folded the bed sheet and put it back where Zhizhi had taken it.

When Zhuang Zhimeng came over again, An Qingbai glanced at her and his eyes widened.

It turned out that Zhuang Zhimeng had just washed her face, and there were still water droplets dripping from her bangs. An Qingbai felt that his Zhimeng had a very sexy beauty at this moment.

He went straight to Zhuang Zhimeng.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhuang Zhimeng's waist and kissed her.

"Mmm~"

After the kiss ended, Zhuang Zhimeng hugged An Qingbai and leaned against him to calm down.

Once he was less out of breath, Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ha, you got your way after all!"

An Qingbai smiled.

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