My husband is very frugal and always budgets carefully on weekdays.
Zhao Chuchu recalled the money she had spent during this period, and when she met her husband's gaze again, her scalp suddenly went numb.
She pulled the corners of her lips, wanting to cry but unable to: "Haha, Brother Yuan, well, I can explain..."
Zhang Xiuyuan didn't say anything, just looked at her with a smile, but that smile was creepy no matter how he looked at it.
Zhao Chuchu's lips moved, and after a long while she lowered her eyes and uttered a few words: "I'm sorry."
The study suddenly became quiet.
Just as Zhao Chuchu was silently waiting to be criticized, the boy suddenly burst out laughing.
Zhao Chuchu raised her eyes and stared blankly at the bright smile of the handsome young man in front of her.
The young man stood up and hugged her, his voice tender and gentle: "Wife, I spent so much money, I, I do feel a little distressed, but I don't blame you. I know that you want to give me the best."
Zhao Chuchu was stunned for a moment, surprised that Yuan Ge'er didn't blame her. Suddenly, she felt a little proud and hugged his thin waist with her backhand, humming and whining, "Of course, you are my husband."
Where Zhao Chuchu couldn't see, Zhang Xiuyuan's eyes showed helplessness. Upon closer inspection, there was a hint of doting in his helplessness.
"But my dear wife, you are indeed very extravagant in spending money, so please pay less attention to the accounts in the future."
Zhao Chuchu nodded vigorously: "Yeah, yeah, I don't care. I'll leave it to you."
Zhang Xiuyuan hesitated and said, "Don't you think I'm too domineering? Don't you think it's wrong for me to do this?" After all, it was silver, and silver was usually managed by the head of the family.
Zhao Chuchu chuckled: "I just like your domineering attitude. Besides, husband and wife are one. My money is your money, and your money is my money. We are one family, so why bother to be so petty?"
Zhang Xiuyuan's eyes softened a little. He liked the saying that husband and wife are one.
Outside the door, Wen Ge'er looked at the two people hugging each other and looked away silently. His elder brother and his sister-in-law were so close to each other just after getting married. What would happen in the future?
But, should he speak out now?
Mr. Zhang had already prepared the meal and sent Wen Ge'er to call the two of them to eat.
But watching this scene, Zhang Xiuwen felt as if he was full. Why? He scratched his head, and for a moment he couldn't figure it out.
As an ancient man, Zhang Xiuwen didn’t even know that there was such a thing as “dog food”!
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"Little stutterer, hand over the things quickly, or I'll beat you to death."
On a street corner in Renhe County, several children around eight or nine years old gathered in a circle, cursing at each other.
The person surrounded by them was a little boy about seven or eight years old.
The little boy was forced to hide in a corner, his small body slightly curled up, protecting the things in his arms.
He looked up, revealing a delicate and chubby face with a pair of beautiful round eyes.
He looked at the person in front of him stubbornly, and spoke haltingly, but firmly: "No, no, I can't give it to you, you guys."
"Heh, little stutterer, I don't care whether you're willing or not, you have to take it out, otherwise we'll have to snatch it away."
The little boy trembled, obviously scared, but he still held the thing in his arms tightly.
At this time, one of the children surrounding him came forward, pulled the little boy's purse over in a few strokes, and poured out a few copper coins from it.
"Little stutterer, doesn't your family own a bookstore? How can you be so shabby, with only a few copper coins?"
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