"What happened again?"

Li Qiuhua frowned subconsciously when he saw Shen Zhilan's actions.

"Mom, please give me some more money." Shen Zhilan took Li Qiuhua's arm, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"Didn't I just give you two hundred this morning?" Li Qiuhua frowned.

Almost half of the one thousand yuan that the third daughter gave to Xiao Weidong has been spent.

It looks like the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

The New Year’s goods have not been prepared yet.

During the first month of the year, when people come and go, it is inevitable that children will be given some New Year's money.

And from what Mr. Shen said a few days ago, it seems that a few more tables will be set up during the first month of the year.

It costs money everywhere!

Li Qiuhua sighed inwardly.

"Mom, the middleman said that someone has already offered five hundred. If we want that spot, we can only pay more." Shen Zhilan said with a bitter face.

"It's already five hundred, and you want more?" Li Qiuhua couldn't help but gasp.

five hundred……

Damn it! In Panshi Village, most families may not be able to save 500 yuan in several lifetimes.

That's it...

More! "Mom, that person said that if we don't do anything, he will give us money. Mom, please help me and Zhongyi! When Zhongyi becomes the director, we will definitely be filial to you and dad."

"But this is too much." Li Qiuhua looked embarrassed.

The capital city is not like Panshi Village, even a scallion or a clove of garlic costs money.

She had only been here for two months and already the little thousand yuan she had was gone.

What he has now are what the third daughter secretly gave to her younger brother.

If this money is gone, it's really gone.

"Mom, you don't want that old woman to always look down on your daughter and son-in-law, right?" Shen Zhilan was sure of her mother's point.

Eight out of ten sentences that old woman says are about her daughter and her granddaughter. She doesn't believe her mother can tolerate it.

"Then how much more should we add?" Li Qiuhua thought for a moment and spoke hesitantly.

"Just add a hundred." Shen Zhilan stretched out a finger.

Li Qiuhua's eyes widened. "Why add so much at once? Can't you add ten or twenty yuan?"

"This is the capital, you treat us as a small county! You even add ten or twenty yuan!" Shen Zhilan was speechless.

Her mother has been in the capital for such a long time, but she is still so stingy.

The same goes for clothes. Even though she has nice clothes in her closet, she insists on wearing shabby clothes every day.

The last time I went to their place, everyone thought she was some poor relative of their family.

Day after day, she would rather buy clothes for Shen Xiaoqing, that burden, than buy a few pieces for her own daughter.

No wonder that short-lived ghost was unwilling to come back.

"Is that person reliable?" Li Qiuhua was still a little worried.

Six hundred yuan is not a small amount.

What if that person takes the money and turns his back on me...

"Of course he's reliable. If he wasn't, why would I look for him?" Shen Zhilan said patiently, "Mom, please hurry up! I have to deliver it to someone later."

Li Qiuhua gritted his teeth and took out another four hundred.

"That's all I have..."

"Oh! I understand." After taking the money, Shen Zhilan quickly put it into her small bag.

Even after being in Beijing for so long, her mother is still as nagging as ever.

She doesn't get tired of talking, but people get tired of listening to her.

"I understand!" Shen Zhilan opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Shen Xiaoqing, who was watching the wintersweets in the yard with her child, heard that the two had finished talking and was about to go back to the house with her child in her arms. However, Shen Zhilan took the child and left in a hurry.

He looked more excited than a house on fire.

Shen Xiaoqing turned her head to look at Shen Zhilan's hurried back and curled the corners of her mouth in a mocking manner.

Shen Zhilan, feeling like she was hit by a golden egg, threw her son to Shen Zhimei and trotted all the way to the agreed place.

She didn't have a watch and had no idea of ​​the time.

It is already cold in this coldest days of winter. Standing by the river, the upside-down willow branches are swaying left and right in the river breeze, and the biting cold wind seems to be able to blow into people's bones.

Shen Zhilan rubbed her hands vigorously, which were as cold as carrots.

His stiff legs stamped back and forth.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The sky gradually darkened, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the roadside. She was the only one still standing stupidly in the wind.

What Shen Zhilan didn't know was that not far away in the leeward direction, there were two pairs of eyes staring at her every move.

"It's almost done!" The short man looked around and said in a low voice.

"Wait a minute!" The tall man looked around vigilantly and waved his hand.

"It's too cold!" The short man blew a few breaths of hot air into his almost frozen hands.

"Why didn't you yell about being cold when you were lying in that bitch's arms?" the tall guy spat.

"She is my woman now, can you please stop calling her a bitch?!" the short man was unhappy.

"That's because you have money. If you don't have money, try it and see if that bitch will follow you or not." The tall man snorted coldly.

A bitch who is ridden by thousands of men and pressed by tens of thousands of men is only regarded as a treasure by him.

"…Then you can't call me a bitch." The short man stiffened his neck.

"Okay... okay... okay! If you don't call me a bitch, you can keep deceiving yourself! I'm telling you, sooner or later you will fall into the hands of that bitch."

"Are you done yet?! Did you eat shit at noon? You are either a whore or a slut, can you please say something nice?" The short man stood on tiptoe and grabbed the tall man by the collar.

"You're still excited, aren't you?" The tall man pressed his palm on the short man's head.

"I said, she is my woman now, you'd better show me some respect." The short man gritted his teeth and struggled.

"What if I don't show respect? Are you going to bite me?" The tall man lifted the hat off the short man's head.

The short man's bald head, which looked like it had been bitten by a dog, was exposed to the air.

"You bastard..." The short man jumped up suddenly, snatched the hat and put it on.

As it was getting darker, Shen Zhilan, who was a little scared, suddenly heard a noise and was so scared that she didn't dare to wait any longer.

I wanted to run away immediately.

"The pig is trying to jump out of the circle!" The tall man suddenly noticed that the prey in the wind seemed to be about to leave, so he quickly chased after it.

Seeing this, the short man also started to jog.

After working for so long, you want to run away?!

Is it possible? !

Shen Zhilan had not taken a few steps when she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

She thought it was that man coming, and when she turned her head, two men with their faces covered tightly appeared in front of her.

Before she could react, the short man ripped off the small bag she had on her shoulder, turned around and ran away.

She subconsciously wanted to scream, but before she could open her mouth, the tall man kicked her in the stomach.

Shen Zhilan was kicked away in an instant and hit hard against the century-old willow tree on the river bank.

A piercing pain in her back invaded her brain.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of the two of them.