Hometown...
Sang Zi really fell for it: "Alright, alright, I'll pay for it for you. You little rascal who forgot about his brother now that you have a wife."
Sangshen didn't care what her brother said; as long as he didn't have to pay, that was fine. "Thank you, brother!"
Sang Zi smiled and gave him a affectionate look. "Is there anything else?"
"Yes, brother! Give me some money, I'm broke." Sangshen stretched out her hand.
For a fleeting moment, Sangzi felt like her married brother was like water spilled from a bowl: "Where's your money?" Without waiting for a reply, she pulled out a few bills from her bag: "Is this enough?"
Mulberries...
Sangshen's reaction was to snatch the purse and empty its contents, saying, "That's enough. I'm leaving, brother!"
Sangzi watched the person's retreating figure, laughing and scolding, "You little rascal!" Her eyes were full of laughter.
On the other side, Kyoto
Ever since hanging up the phone with his grandson, Grandpa Sang paced back and forth excitedly. "Xiao Lin, go to my study and gather up the receipts."
The middle-aged guard, Xiao Lin, also overheard the phone call. Of course, he knew why the old man was acting this way, so he didn't hesitate and went upstairs to collect the receipts.
Grandpa Sang is of a high rank and has no shortage of receipts and such, but he often helps others and lends out a lot of things, so he doesn't have many receipts or such.
Seeing the few receipts in Xiao Lin's hand, Grandpa Sang fell silent for a long while before saying, "Come on, Xiao Lin, let's go to my old friend's house!"
He has helped so many old friends; now it's their turn to help him. The dowry for his grandson can't be taken lightly; the more the better.
So, Uncle Lin saw his usually smiling old leader going from house to house pleading poverty and begging for money, and his banknotes quickly became plentiful.
In a military region of Harbin Province, Aunt Li Huixiu, who was in charge of Sangshen, was very happy after hanging up the phone. She had watched Sangshen grow up, and he was no different from her son. Now that her son was getting married, she naturally had to be concerned.
Speaking of which, Xiaoqi is the first in their generation to get married. She doesn't know the process at all. No, she has to go and learn from others. She can't mess it up for Xiaoqi!
Li Huixiu hurriedly left the house.
That evening, Sangshen, in high spirits with the wool she had stolen from her brother, returned to the compound. Just as she rounded the screen wall, she saw Buling running towards the backyard.
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