Chapter 31 (Edited) If I had no money, you would kick me out right away
After school that afternoon, Shen Qingning and Song Yunting walked out of the school gate side by side.
When they reached a secluded place, Shen Qingning took out a worn-out bag from her schoolbag and handed it to Song Yunting, saying angrily, "Yunting, isn't it ridiculous that my sister-in-law saw the new clothes and shoes you bought for me and actually said she wanted to sell them.
Humph, she is really like a turtle eating a weight, not even afraid of choking to death!
I thought about it and decided that instead of letting her sell them, I might as well sell them myself. Anyway, I bought a lot of clothes and shoes this time and I couldn't wear them all in a short time.
You come from a well-off family, so you must know a lot of rich people. Please help me sell it. ”
Song Yunting also knew that Shen Qingning's sister-in-law was the most shameless, sarcastic and mean, and had bullied Shen Qingning a lot.
"Your sister-in-law is such a bad person, but it's okay to sell it. When you go to college and leave home, I will buy you a few more clothes. By then, your sister-in-law won't be able to control you, and you can wear whatever you want."
Song Yunting opened the bag and took a look. Inside was a skirt and a pair of high heels.
Thinking that he could get back some of his investment by selling his clothes and shoes, he felt relieved and his eyes instantly lit up.
When Qiao Yanxin lived in his house, she bought him a lot of expensive and high-end clothes, but he couldn't wear them all, so he could sell them to ease the financial pressure.
Shen Qingning touched Song Yunting's arm and said coquettishly, "Yunting, thank you for your help.
Do you think my sister-in-law is a bad person? I hate her so much and I wish my brother would divorce her! ”
Song Yunting said gently: "It's okay, when you go to college, I will definitely buy you a lot of things."
Shen Qingning was laughing so hard that her body was shaking.
"Yun Ting, you are still the best. I will never leave you in this life..."
As soon as Song Yunting stepped into the house, Zhou Huifang said excitedly: "Son, come and see what good things mom got for you?"
Song Yunting curled his lips: "What good things can you, an ordinary worker, get?"
Song Chun'e answered angrily.
"Brother, mom wants to use us as laborers. She got a bunch of broken paper boxes from somewhere and asked us to help paste them together."
Zhou Huifang patted Song Chun'e on the head and scolded, "You stupid girl, you are the laziest!
So what if pasting paper boxes can shorten your fingers? ”
Song Yunting followed Zhou Huifang into the house and saw two large snakeskin bags piled on the ground. The bags were filled with paper boxes to be pasted.
Zhou Huifang said excitedly: "I asked your aunt to help me make these paper boxes. It costs one cent to make each paper box.
There are a total of 500 paper boxes in these two bags. If I paste all of them, I can earn five dollars! ”
Song Yunting frowned: "It only costs five dollars for so much paste?"
"It's hard to paste this kind of big paper box, and it takes a lot of effort to stick it together, so the cost is a bit higher.
There are those thin and soft small paper boxes, and you only earn one cent after making several of them.
You should be very happy to have such a big cardboard box! ”
Song Yunting blew out two streams of cold air from his nostrils and said with a dark face: "What's so fun about this! It's just cheap labor, just like a mule or a horse, working yourself to death but still not making much money!!"
After that, he went into the room, opened the closet, and put all the new clothes into the bag.
After thinking for a while, he took out his newly bought leather jacket and stuffed it in. Then he hurried out of the house with the bag of clothes and went straight to the home of the deputy director of the towel factory.
The deputy factory director has a daughter who is in college and can just fit into Shen Qingning’s skirt and shoes.
His son is in junior high school. He is tall and big, and Song Yunting's clothes fit him perfectly.
Song Yunting stated his purpose directly.
When the deputy factory director saw that the clothes and shoes Song Yunting brought were of good quality and almost brand new, he bought them without hesitation.
But it was at a 30% discount, so the bag of clothes was sold for a total of 120 yuan.
Song Yunting thanked him and turned around to walk home. Holding the stack of bills in his pocket, he finally felt a little relieved.
The next morning, Shen Qingning found Song Yunting, and the two walked to the sycamore tree beside the playground.
Shen Qingning brushed the hair by her ears, smiled shyly, and asked, "Yun Ting, did you sell your clothes?"
Song Yunting: "You know we have worn the clothes and shoes before. We asked several people, but they all disliked them because they were used and refused to take them.
It was finally sold, but the price was very low.
Your skirt and a pair of leather shoes cost less than thirty yuan in total. ”
When Shen Qingning heard that clothes that had not even been washed were discounted so much, she suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart.
I couldn't help but pout and complain.
"Yun Ting, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you just don't know how to do business!
We spent hundreds of dollars on those clothes, how come you only got so little? ”
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand again, palm facing up, and said unceremoniously, "Give it to me."
Song Yunting: "What?"
“Money!
You sold my clothes and shoes at a low price and I won’t say anything, but you have to give me the money. ”
Song Yunting was startled, and suddenly felt as if his heart was bitten by a rat, and felt very uncomfortable.
Did Shen Qingning forget that he paid for her clothes and shoes? Now that the money was sold, it naturally belongs to him.
Song Yunting put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his head, and did not respond.
Shen Qingning saw through his thoughts and felt as if her heart was pricked by a wild thorn. She suddenly became unhappy.
The more reluctant he was to give, the more she wanted it.
Qiao Yanxin is right, women have to spend men’s money! A woman who doesn’t know how to spend a man’s money is a big fool!
If a man has money, he should spend it on women. A man who doesn't spend money on women is worse than pigs and dogs.
Shen Qingning hooked her white fingers and raised her palms to Song Yunting's eyes.
Song Yunting glanced at her palm calmly and said, "Let's go into the classroom. Class is about to start."
Then he turned and left.
Shen Qingning's eyes turned red instantly, and she felt extremely aggrieved. She chased after him angrily and blocked Song Yunting's way.
"Song Yunting, what do you mean?
You're reluctant to give me the money, right?
You just don’t love me!
You just want to play me for free! ”
As he spoke, tears began to fall.
Seeing that she was really sad, Song Yunting couldn't help but feel distressed.
Song Yunting now knows that Qiao Yanxin will no longer give him money. She no longer licks him. He no longer has a free wallet, so he has to spend every penny carefully.
He felt bad for giving away thirty yuan for nothing, but he was even more reluctant to see Shen Qingning sad, after all, he really liked her.
"Qing Ning, you misunderstood.
My money is your money.
It’s just thirty dollars, I’ll give it to you. ”
After saying that, he took out a stack of money from his trouser pocket and put it in Shen Qingning's hand.
Shen Qingning held the money in her hand. Seeing Song Yunting's face darken, she changed her tone to flattering, "Yunting, I'm not asking you for money. I just want to verify whether your feelings for me are true or false."
Song Yunting's voice was a little cold: "Qing Ning, in your eyes, only spending money on you can represent my true feelings?
If I had no money, you would kick me out right away, right? ”
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