There were three hundred yuan in it, which was the money Duan Dinglan had promised to give her.
Who would have thought that Zhou Qingwan would take the envelope directly to Duan Dinglan and question him.
"What does this mean, sister?"
"What else could it mean? You deserve this."
Zhou Qingwan frowned and her voice was unrecognizable.
"I told you, I don't want your money."
Duan Dinglan thought about it and slowed down his voice.
"Wanwan, you can think of this money as your own, saving it for emergencies."
"Sister, are you going to chase us away?"
"What are you talking about?" Duan Dinglan actually became a little anxious:
"I wish you two could live here with me forever!"
Zhou Qingwan was obviously relieved.
She only said:
"If you really want us to live here, don't talk to me about money anymore."
Zhou Qingwan was firm in her attitude.
The bet I made with Duan Dinglan was that he couldn't say a word.
If they continue to talk about this, conflicts are inevitable between the two of them.
Duan Dinglan thought for a while.
Still got all the money back.
Of course, this money was not hers, but Zhou Qingwan was unwilling to accept it.
Then she had no choice but to keep it for him.
Previously, we only picked green plums from two acres.
There are still a lot left, and these green plums are equivalent to the capital for the Song family to open a store.
They should have bought all the green plums.
But Zhou Qingwan refused to accept the money.
Duan Dinglan told this matter to Old Lady Song, hoping that she could give him some advice.
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