After Tang Huan took the pancake out of the pot, Xing Cui pushed her aside and started to make it herself.
Just now, she was afraid that Tang Huan's hand would touch the edge of the pot. If it did, it would hurt for a while!
Tang Huan, who was driven aside, could only watch her do it. He remembered the appointment with Feng Sisi, "Mom, I won't be home for lunch tomorrow. A classmate asked me to go out and play."
"A classmate asked you out?" Xing Cui was surprised. It had been a long time since Tang Huan mentioned any other friends. This was the first time she'd heard her say she wanted to go out and play. "Let's play a little longer. Do you have enough money?"
Young girls should make friends and have fun. Xing Cui always felt that Tang Huan was too quiet and lacked the youthful energy of a young girl.
"I have money, enough to spend." Tang Huan sat by the stove and watched her make pancakes.
"Whenever I ask you, you always say it's enough money!" Xing Cui said to her unhappily. The girl was shy and she was afraid that Tang Huan didn't tell them because he had no money, so she would be wronged.
Tang Huan smiled, held his chin and said nothing.
She doesn't usually have much to spend money on, so it's enough for her.
When it was time to eat, Xing Cui mentioned at the table that she wanted to sell her job. Meng Qinghe had always been on the same side as his wife, so he had no objection.
Tang Huan had no objection, but Meng Zeyan remained silent for a long time.
After opening the mouth, ask directly: "Who are you going to sell it to?"
Xing Cui looked towards the next door. As neighbors for many years, she and Old Wu had always been at odds with each other, and neither of them would give in.
"I can sell it to anyone, but not to Mrs. Wu!"
The two families don't have much hatred, and it's normal for neighbors to have some unpleasantness, but today Mrs. Wu really went too far!
Xing Cui was indeed angered by her and came to her senses. If she didn't come to her senses, she would have to come every day to make her angry to death.
Not wanting to bother with anything because he was old, Meng Qinghe directly pushed the matter to Meng Zeyan, "Zheyan, you take care of this matter. Give the money from selling your job to Xiao Huan."
Xing Cui also nodded, she thought so too. At that time, Tang Huan gave them all the compensation, and they didn't know if the girl had any money left, so they didn't dare to ask.
How could this still be his business? Tang Huan quickly put down his chopsticks and said, "Mom and Dad, I don't want this money. You can keep it."
Xing Cui offered Tang Huan a piece of food with her chopsticks and said without giving him room for refusal, "This money should have been given to you. Zeyu is your husband. Besides, we don't know how much it can sell for, but it's unlikely to be much. You should keep it for your college education."
If she refused again, it would seem like she was being ungrateful, but if she accepted, it would seem that her previous refusal was fake. Tang Huan was really not good at handling this kind of situation, so she lowered her head and agreed, "Okay."
He did not object to the old couple's proposal, but Meng Zeyan became visibly quieter, although he didn't talk much to begin with.
After dinner, Meng Qinghe dragged Xing Cui out for a walk. It was called a walk, but in fact it was just a walk to relax.
Tang Huan put the dishes in the kitchen and scooped water to wash the dishes.
Meng Zeyan sat quietly in the yard for a long time. When Tang Huan came out after washing the dishes, he was still sitting alone, and even his movements were the same as before she went to wash the dishes.
After hesitating for two seconds at the kitchen door, Tang Huan pursed her lips and walked over and sat down opposite him.
He spoke carefully: "Brother, if you don't want your parents to sell their job, you can tell them."
Meng Zeyan became silent after his parents talked about selling his job. Tang Huan thought that he might not want to sell his job. In fact, his mentality was very similar to the original mentality of the old couple, and she could understand it.
After hearing her words, Meng Zeyan asked Tang Huan, "What about you? Do you also want your parents to sell their jobs?"
There is a small courtyard lamp in the yard, but the light is dim and looks dim at dusk.
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