Ruan Qingling still doesn't know how much money she's going to charge.

She said, "It shouldn't be less than twenty yuan per jin. You decide."

Song Shiting nodded: "Okay."

Ruan Qingling thought they would quietly gaze at each other that night, but Song Shiting said he had to go out for a while.

She guessed that Song Shiting wouldn't go up the mountain to hunt tonight, so there was no need to go to bed early.

She didn't say much.

Upon emerging, Song Shiting immediately embarked on a major undertaking.

...

Song Bo plans to go to the city to see a doctor tomorrow.

So he was looking for money that night.

He forced Mrs. Ma to hand over all the money in her house.

But when Song Bo looked at all the belongings that had been searched in his house, he found that he only had four yuan in total.

His face turned dark.

Song Bo was originally an idle person who was unwilling to make money.

Now, when something happens, they naturally can't come up with the money and just keep blaming Ma for not knowing how to manage a household.

They can't do any work either.

He married a good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat and doesn't know how to earn work points.

The insults were so harsh that Mrs. Ma almost couldn't take it.

Ms. Ma married him and gave birth to two children in two years, living a life as fast as a spinning top.

One person has to work and take care of two children.

Song Bo only exerts himself in bed; he ignores everything else.

Now that he's broke, he only blames women.

After cursing, Song Bo felt it wasn't enough, so he went to find money.

So I left home.

only.

He only took two steps.

Then she screamed like a ghost! Hearing the sound, Ma rushed out from inside, but there was no one in sight.

Because there are trees nearby, everything is blurry in the dark.

She called out twice, "Song Bo, Song Bo?"