"……oh."
Only then did Liu Ruyan think of the money.
Then she noticed the blind spot: "I still have a salary?"
Chen Ya handed her the receipt: "The total cost is 2,509.20 yuan. I'll give you the change. I'll give you 500 yuan next month."
Liu Ruyan covered her mouth, a little surprised.
First, she didn't expect that she would have a salary, and secondly, she didn't expect that the salary was as much as 3,000.
She had no concept of money and could only convert 3,000 yuan into crispy roasted sausages. When those pink sausages fell from the sky, she felt for the first time that she had become a rich woman.
Even though she used to eat casual kaiseki cuisine and wear clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, she never felt that she was as rich as she is now.
When they got home, a kind-looking aunt from next door came over, kept looking at them, and smiled from ear to ear.
"Chen Ya, are you looking for a wife?" asked the aunt.
Chen Ya gestured towards her: "No, this is my cousin."
"Haha, I thought they were a young couple. They look like a married couple."
Liu Ruyan lowered her head and walked into the house, put down the bag in her hand, and rubbed her hands like flies.
The bag really made her palms red. She changed hands countless times along the way, and both hands were red.
Chen Ya walked over and took her hand.
"oops!"
He ignored her little cry of surprise, pulled her hand open, saw the red stems all over it, and said, "Does it hurt?"
She nodded slightly.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You mentioned more, I think I can also mention..."
"Is this the same thing?" Chen Ya spread out his hands. "My hands are covered with calluses, and yours are so tender, like tofu. If it hurts, just tell me."
He grabbed the girl's hand and squeezed it, making Liu Ruyan's face red again. She turned her head to look to the side.
"...Stop pinching me. It doesn't hurt anymore."
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