"How many?"
"Less than ten thousand."
Ye Linxing, "??? You made five or six thousand?"
Jian Yuelan did the math and said, "Less than six thousand."
This number is also scary.
He finally realized that his wife was making money at a rate that he would never be able to catch up with her in his lifetime.
"Wife, you support me."
The man who had to beg his wife for pocket money every month after handing over his salary, stretched out his strong arms to hug her, speaking softly and acting coquettishly.
"Um."
Jian Yuelan nodded, took out five Great Unity tickets and handed them to him, "Pocket money."
"I still have thirty."
This means that you don’t have to give it.
but--
"Did Lao Qin and the others return your money?"
“I paid it back.”
She said "oh" and took out five more bills to make a total of ten and gave them to him. "Old Bai doesn't have much money. If he leaves, I'm afraid Zhang Nan and her son will have a hard time. Give them to him tomorrow to help him out."
Ye Linxing raised his eyebrows, "Wife, sometimes I wonder if you have the ability to predict the future."
This really doesn’t exist.
But as for the neighbors, they all know what the situation is like in each family.
The Bai family had no burden and even had a surplus, so if Zhang Nan hadn't asked them to, they wouldn't have been able to buy the sewing machine just like that.
But Zhang Nan didn’t have enough milk for the second child, and the annual cost of milk powder alone was quite high.
In addition, several of his good brothers in his former unit had accidents last year, and he couldn't get over it. After seeking Zhang Nan's consent, he not only paid most of the salary and bill subsidies, but also asked Ye Linxing and others to contribute a lot.
Now, not to mention that I'm in debt, the situation isn't much better.
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