"Auntie Yang, ten dollars, thank you!" Mo Yutong was not polite and cooperated with Yang Feng to spread out his hands towards Auntie Yang.
"Use it to buy eggs, or you'll choke to death!" Aunt Yang, who was isolated and helpless, was so angry that she took out the money and threw it to her reluctantly.
"Don't worry, Aunt Yang. We won't die in the next few decades. But for you... it's hard to say." Mo Yutong took the money and handed it to the young man beside him.
"You agreed to be in charge of the money." Yan Mingli didn't answer, but lowered his eyes and spoke gently.
Looking at Aunt Yang's kind smile and Yang Feng's teasing eyes, Mo Yutong blushed and quickly stuffed the money into her bag.
Thinking of what the members had said about Mo Zhiqing not only having a good mouth but also being able to cure illnesses and save lives, Aunt Yang's face turned pale. Could it be that she was really going to die?
As soon as the word "death" popped up in her mind, Aunt Yang instantly felt uncomfortable all over.
I felt a little dizzy, my breathing was a little rapid, my back was a little cold, and even my legs were a little weak.
Is she dying? She hasn't even met Goudan yet! No, she has to go home and arrange a marriage for Goudan!
Looking at Aunt Yang's back as she stumbled away, everyone looked at each other in confusion.
But after thinking about it, I felt relieved. After all, it was ten dollars, a month or two's dividend. How could I not be excited?
"Mo Zhiqing, the eldest son of the Yan family, it's getting late, so we won't bother you anymore. Bring the children to visit us when you have time." Aunt Yang invited sincerely, and Mo Yutong's smile became even more pronounced.
"Thank you, Aunt Yang. We will definitely go when we have time." This is a good start, and Aunt Yang is a martyr's relative, which has a completely different meaning.
"Jia Jia, say goodbye to your uncles and aunts!" Aunt Yang lowered her eyebrows and rubbed Yang Jia's head.
"Uncle Yan, Aunt Mo, goodbye! Welcome to my home!" After Yang Jia said that, he immediately hugged Yang Chunhai's thighs and hid behind his legs embarrassedly.
"Goodbye, Jia Jia! Goodbye, Aunt Yang!" After Mo Yutong and others saw Aunt Yang and her family off, they were about to close the gate, but they saw Yang Feng standing at the gate looking at them eagerly.
"Why don't you leave?" Yan Mingli, a tall and strong man, pushed his way towards the gate of the courtyard, leaving him no chance to break through.
"Since you're here, let me have a meal! I'll pay for it." Yang Feng smiled ingratiatingly. His sister-in-law's cooking skills were so good that after eating a few meals there, he could no longer eat home-cooked meals.
"I'm short of money for that meal." It must be said that Yan Mingli, a young man, was secretly happy to be able to say this with such generosity.
"It's different now that I have a wife. I feel more confident." Yang Feng was furious. The tone sounded like he was asking for a fight. If he couldn't beat him, he really wanted to pounce on him.
"Boss Yan!" Just as the two were looking at each other in silence, a familiar figure emerged from the path.
"Hey, here comes another freeloader." Yang Feng rolled his eyes as he looked at Xiong Yuan who was running towards them in two steps.
Hey! These two are really more rude than each other!
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