At this moment, Su Dazhi was in the main room. Su Zhenzhu wouldn't let her into the west wing, so after thinking for a while, Su Manao could only plunge into Su Ruyi's storage room.
She bolted the door, poured the money onto Su Ruyi's kang (a heated brick bed), and quickly sorted through the bills one by one.
I counted it three times, exactly three hundred yuan.
Three hundred yuan!
Although Su Manao often finds money, it's always small change; he's never found a large sum!
She held the money in her hands, almost crying—her bad luck seemed to have subsided!
She's Su Manao's lucky charm again!
With this money, she will never go hungry again in her life!
She was going to the state-run restaurant right away to buy ten big meat buns and eat them all in one go!
But she quickly calmed down.
Looking around Su Ruyi's cramped storage room—she had nowhere else to hide the money, so she planned to hide it in Su Ruyi's room.
Let's hide it first and see if Su Tong will find it.
Stirring up trouble is one of her usual tactics.
Perhaps this could even create a rift between the seemingly impenetrable Su Tong and Su Ruyi.
Guan Yumei told her in the morning that Su Ruyi had smashed all her suitcases last night, and Guan Yumei had put everything inside into her own suitcase—in other words, she had taken it for herself.
It's as if Su Manao's room has suddenly disappeared from this house, and she no longer has a place to stay.
And suddenly, she was penniless.
Even the usually quiet and reserved Su Ruyi, who was easy to bully, actually started hitting her.
Moreover, they fought harder than anyone else.
How did Su Ruyi, her mother, her scapegoat, her punching bag, suddenly become so tough?
Su Manao, with her small head, attributed everything to the loss of the agate beads.
Is it possible that Su Ruyi took her own beads?
With that in mind, Su Manao immediately started searching through the small storage room.
Of course, nothing was found, because all of Su Ruyi's valuables were kept in her personal space.
However, Su Manao found a good place to put the money—the roof beam.
She dragged the only stool in the room over and stepped onto it.
Out of reach.
They could only sneak into the west wing and bring Su Zhenzhu's stool to stack on top of it.
Now, I can finally fall asleep.
Su Manao smiled with satisfaction.
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