Chapter 71 Where's the money? (2)
"How much...how much is left? There's no point in counting it. We have to spend money everywhere in this house!" Liu Zhaodi said vaguely.
"I gave you two hundred yuan last year, and this year it's about a hundred yuan, right? Add in the money from the meat sale last time, how come there's not much left?" Ruan Jiandang asked suspiciously when he saw her vague expression.
"What do you mean by that?" Liu Zhaodi was originally feeling guilty, but when she heard this, she immediately exploded and glared at Ruan Jiandang: "Ruan Jiandang, do you have a conscience? I gave birth to your children, and in the end you still suspect that I stole your money, right? Tell me! What do you mean by that!" "
Why are you so angry? I didn't say anything else, I just asked you to count." Ruan Jiandang looked at her speechlessly.
"Then I tell you, there's nothing good to order, definitely not two hundred, a hundred is too much!" Liu Zhaodi snorted.
"Where's the money?" Ruan Jiandang glared, he obviously didn't buy anything, didn't eat anything, how could he have no money.
"I spent it."
"Where did you spend it?"
"I spent it in many places, how can I count it all."
"..." Ruan Jiandang.
Silence.
Seeing Ruan Jiandang’s silence, Liu Zhaodi suddenly felt uneasy. She stood up and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Ruan Jiandang. Ruan Jiandang looked at her sharply and said, “Give me the money and I’ll count it myself.”
“Count, what are you counting?” Liu Zhaodi panicked and shook her hand but didn’t get rid of his hand.
Seeing her like this, Ruan Jiandang didn’t waste words with her. He turned around and went to the inner room. Although he didn’t care about money, he knew where Liu Zhaodi always kept her money.
Seeing him stride into the house and go straight to the money jar, Liu Zhaodi was confused and ran over to stop him, anxiously shouting, “His father, his father, let me count, I’ll count.”
“No need! "If Ruan Jiandang still doesn't know that Liu Zhaodi is up to something at this point, then he is a fool.
He pushed her away and took out an iron can from the crack in the wall. Liu Zhaodi almost rushed over, grabbed his hand, and looked at him pleadingly.
Ruan Jiandang pushed her away again.
He opened the money can and poured all the money on the table.
There was not a single hundred-yuan note, not even a fifty-yuan note, only two scattered five-yuan notes, and a dozen one-yuan notes. He counted them with a sullen face, his face as black as the bottom of a pot: "Twenty-seven yuan and forty cents?"
"Where's the rest of the money?"
"This... I can explain, I can explain! "Liu Zhaodi looked at him anxiously, her eyes slightly red: "We had saved two hundred yuan before the New Year, really. But when I went back some time ago... my mother said that she had found a partner for Lai Fu, and the other party didn’t want the four big items, just a Feige brand bicycle."
"You also know the situation in my family. My mother borrowed some money from me, but don’t worry, my brother will pay it back when he has money, he will."
"What about the money from the meat you sold a few days ago? If I remember correctly, you didn’t keep a single dollar. If you sold them all, you would have at least 40 yuan, right?"
"That...that. "Liu Zhaodi licked her lips, her expression even more guilty, she didn't dare to look at Ruan Jiandang, she looked away and explained in a low voice: "That...that one is not sold...My mother said that Lai Fu might have a wedding soon, so instead of buying meat at that time, it is better to smoke the meat into bacon first, so that it will save trouble later..."
"So you gave all the money to your parents and took the meat back, right?" Ruan Jiandang simply couldn't believe it.