After all, she earned the 200,000 yuan easily. If the eldest brother knew about it, he would definitely feel at ease taking it. But it would be different if they were the old couple. If they owed money, the eldest brother would have to pay it back together.
After all, it was for him to get married and find a wife. From buying a house and a car to the betrothal gift, the family had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars in total, which was already their best effort.
So it is normal to owe tens of thousands of yuan, and he will definitely help pay it back when the time comes.
Otherwise it would be too unfilial!
Seeing that her argument wasn't working, Lin Jiaojiao began to change her strategy. "Mom, how about this? Please keep this 200,000 yuan for me. Otherwise, I'll always want to buy things. I even fell in love with a bag a few days ago. It cost 60,000 or 70,000 yuan. I almost bought it then."
"Oh my goodness, what kind of bag can be so expensive? Is it rimmed with gold?" Mother Lin was shocked. The bags she carried were all bought for twenty or thirty yuan. Even if Niuniu liked nice-looking ones, one for a few hundred yuan would be fine. How could it be tens of thousands of yuan? They couldn't earn that much money even by farming for a year!
"Niuniu, please pass it to me. Tell me why your hands are so loose at such a young age..."
The two chatted for a few more sentences, and then Mother Lin couldn't wait to hang up the phone.
Niu Niu is really ignorant. She didn't know whether to choose noon or evening to make the call, but chose to make the call at around eight in the morning, delaying her work.
What a fool she is! She is working well in the field, so why does she have to go home to get a glass of water?
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After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiaojiao opened her mobile banking app and transferred 200,000 yuan to her mother.
As for what excuse I will have to give money to my family in the future, we’ll talk about it later.
Just then the doorbell rang. Lin Jiaojiao waited for a while, and when she thought the delivery man had left, she got up and walked to the entrance to look through the peephole. Seeing that there was no one there, she opened the door.
"Here, eat." Lin Jiaojiao took small steps, put the food on the table in the restaurant, and opened the lids one by one.
The system cat jumped onto the table nimbly and started eating happily.
It has been looking forward to this moment for a long time!
Lin Jiaojiao took a look at it, ignored it, and turned back to the sofa area in the living room.
With nothing to do and the temperature in the house being particularly suitable, like a spring breeze, Lin Jiaojiao inexplicably wanted to take a nap. It seemed like she had difficulty going out!
While Lin Jiaojiao was debating between catching up on sleep and going out for a walk, her cell phone vibrated and she lay down on the sofa with peace of mind.
Someone applied to add her as a friend, with the word "tomorrow" as the remark. Lin Jiaojiao agreed without hesitation.
Leaning on the sofa, holding her cell phone, Lin Jiaojiao always felt it was too monotonous.
So she got up again, took a bunch of grapes from the refrigerator and started washing them. Her cell phone was placed next to the sink and started vibrating.
Lin Jiaojiao looked down and saw that this Mingtian was a bit outgoing. He just came in through a friend's phone call, and it was a video call.
But think about it, how many anchors can be introverted?
Lin Jiaojiao picked it up casually, and her fair and slender fingers dripped water onto the screen.
However, she turned off the camera on her side.
"Jiaojiao fans, good morning."
As soon as the call was connected, Mingtian's voice rang out.
"Good morning."
Lin Jiaojiao said this, picked up her phone and fruit plate, returned to the sofa area and half-lay down leisurely, then she looked at tomorrow seriously.
He does look quite handsome, wearing a simple white T-shirt, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and angular features, very similar to the style of the male lead in a serious drama I watched before.
"Your voice is so nice, is Jiaojiao a voice actor?" Mingtian tilted his head back, pinched his sore neck, and complimented without any sincerity, just opening his mouth.
"Yes." Lin Jiaojiao replied casually, and even threw her cell phone on the table.
"Why don't you turn on the camera?" Mingtian asked, slumped in the lazy sofa, looking at the dark camera over there.
Lin Jiaojiao's slender fingers were peeling grapes, passing through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, connecting to the mountain and water scenery outside the window. The picture was as beautiful as a painting.
The rosy little mouth was also eating, and she said vaguely, "I don't want to open it."
Quickly swallowing the grape in her mouth, Lin Jiaojiao picked up another one and peeled it, asking, "What do you want from me?"
Because tomorrow doesn't look like she's defending her big sister at all, but she only got two sports cars, so she can't be considered a big sister at all, and can barely be called a fan of the plot.
And Mingtian's attitude is quite lazy, and it doesn't seem like he treats his fans well.
"Didn't you buy me two sports cars yesterday?" Mingtian said, trying to put on a sincere smile. "I'm defending you."
Although his smile was insincere, his heart was warm and sincere.
After all, he is a big blogger with millions of fans, and he doesn't rely on his looks in the live streaming industry. If he didn't have a grateful heart, could he have come so far?
"Really?" Lin Jiaojiao's tone was filled with doubt. "Why am I so unconvinced?"
"It's okay. Even if you don't believe it now, you will believe it later." Mingtian stood up and stretched, then changed his sitting position.
"Alright." Lin Jiaojiao didn't hesitate. "Then you can protect me. Are you going to tell me a story alone?"
"That won't work." Mingtian crossed his legs and refused without hesitation, "The story can only be told in the live broadcast room. What if I tell it in private and you don't watch my live broadcast?"
Lin Jiaojiao picked up a tissue and wiped her hands, saying casually, "If you don't tell me, I won't go to your live studio again, okay?"
"What if I give you special lessons?" Mingtian asked curiously.
"Then I won't go either!"
Tomorrow, even if I get rejected, I won’t get angry. I will be nonchalant and smile, “Then tell me what it takes to go back. I’m a fan.”
"Well..." Lin Jiaojiao dragged out the end of the sentence, teasing him, "Unless you pay me a salary, 50 yuan an hour."
"Then I've lost money." Mingtian yelled, but his expression didn't change at all. "Alas, in the end, I lost both my money and my life."
"Forget it then." Lin Jiaojiao pretended to be regretful, "It's you who didn't want me to go."
"Okay, okay." Mingtian compromised, "Let's do this, who asked me to pamper my fans."
"How about if you can get me two sports cars every day, I'll pay you 50 yuan?"
Lin Jiaojiao almost didn't react, "Tomorrow, all your abacus beads will pop up on my face!"
"Oh, don't care about so many things. Being happy is the most important thing." Mingtian looked heartless.
"Yeah." Lin Jiaojiao lay on the sofa, not wanting to think, "Let's hang up if there's nothing else."
"Don't hang up." Mingtian was unwilling and complained, "Do you know how many fans are looking forward to chatting with me? You are too disrespectful."
There were fans who once crowdfunded and offered gifts to connect with him, but how come his popularity fell so quickly?
Could it be that he is old? He is obviously only 23 years old.
No, to be exact, he is 22 and a half years old. He hasn't even had his 23rd birthday yet.
It can’t be counted. It can’t be counted.
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