It's impossible to ask your parents for money after you start working, right?
When your younger brother acts like a spoiled brat and asks for something, you should satisfy him, right? Since your younger brother already has everything, why not buy some gifts for your parents and siblings?
After deducting various expenses, how much money is left?
Unlike Jianshu, all her parents' belongings were in her hands, as were Gu Mingjing's savings over the years. She had to hand over her salary, and during the time when she had just "traveled through time", she had used the materials in the space to exchange for money and other things.
With all these added together, how could Zhao Yueling's wealth compare to hers?
When she was still in Beijing, she often went to the scrap recycling station. Although she didn't find any antiques or treasures, she had plenty of waste paper and books. After picking and choosing, she could find quite a few intact ones.
She didn't change this habit even after she came to the family compound. She went there every time she went to the city and collected a lot of useful and useless things.
This time when Zhao Yueling came, she specifically went through the inventory and picked out the books that were not banned and could be displayed openly on this bookshelf.
She kept those that could not be taken out for the time being and would give them to her in a few years.
Books are meant to be read, not displayed as decorations. Only by giving them to Zhao Yueling can they maximize their value.
Zhao Yueling: “…”
Oh my god, this hurts my heart!
Not feeling that this was enough to put her down, Jianshu asked another question, "Speaking of which, Lingling has been working for several years now. How much money is there in her slush fund? Could it be less than Ruirui's slush fund?"
Another heavy blow, Zhao Yueling felt as if another knife was stabbing into her body, each blow was fatal.
Thinking about her empty little treasury that was only big enough for horse racing, she felt even more upset.
As a working adult, she is not even as good as her younger brother who is still in school. It is really embarrassing for her.
"Sister, don't tear me apart when things are tough!" Zhao Yueling wailed silently, accusing me with the words she learned from Jianshu.
"If that's the case, don't you know how to control yourself?" Jian Shu rubbed her head fiercely. "You rush to the bookstore as soon as you have money. You have no sense of crisis at all. If anything happens, you have no ability to resist the risk! I'm really worried that one day you will be so poor that you can't even afford to eat!"
"It's okay. If I can't afford to eat, I'll just come and eat at your house. I won't starve to death!" Zhao Yueling had a very simple thought. "I have an older brother, an older sister, and a younger brother. If I eat at your house for ten days, my food will be solved for a month. How great!"
Jianshu: "...You'd better have some shame!" He even targeted his underage brother. He is really cruel.
Does Ruirui know that he has to carry such a heavy burden before he even grows up?
"Why bother with face? It's enough to have enough to eat!" Zhao Yueling said something that was completely contrary to her beautiful face.
This is what it means to not judge a person by his appearance.
"Or, sister, do you dislike your dearest sister?" Zhao Yueling hugged Jian Shu's arm and started to sob again.
Jianshu couldn't help but shudder. This little sister has grown crooked.
He pushed her away with his hand, not letting her get close. "Stay away from me. You haven't showered in days. Don't you think you've become a bit rancid? You've all been pickled. Hurry up and take a shower, or I'll be disgusted with you!"
Zhao Yueling raised her arm to her nose and sniffed, a little puzzled. "No smell." Although she hadn't showered in the past few days, she wiped her body every day, right? The weather wasn't very hot, so there shouldn't be any smell.
"Of course you can't smell it if you like it. Hurry up, don't dawdle! The toiletries are on the table, the water is ready, go wash!" Jian Shu rushed people to the bathroom in their room. Meng Ying was using the bathroom here, and it would take a long time for her to come out.
Zhao Yueling picked up the toiletries doubtfully, sniffing them up and down as she walked. Her brows furrowed as she muttered to herself, "No smell! Is my nose broken?"
Jianshu couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she saw it from behind. Of course she was lying about the smell. As expected, although she has grown up, she is still as gullible as when she was a child.
Gu Mingjing was cooking in the kitchen when he heard familiar footsteps behind him. He kept moving his hands, spatula flying up and down, and asked, "Aunt, have you made all the arrangements?"
"Yeah." Jian Shu responded and stood two steps away from him.
Ever since she became pregnant, Gu Mingjing had strictly forbidden her to get near the stove. At first she wanted to protest, but later, seeing how tired he was taking care of her, she didn't want to contradict him on such a small matter and make him worry.
The sweet and sour pork was taken out of the pot. Gu Mingjing put a piece in a bowl and handed it to Jianshu with a pair of chopsticks.
"Go sit on the chair, I have a few more dishes here." He pointed to the chair near the door, which was Jianshu's exclusive seat during this period.
Whenever she cooked with Gu Mingjing in the kitchen, she would sit there, looking up to see him, and the breeze outside wouldn't bother her. She could also taste the food firsthand, eating half her fill before the meal even started.
Jianshu obediently took the bowl and chopsticks, sat on the chair and started eating in small bites.
She was actually a little hungry. Her belly was getting bigger and bigger during her late pregnancy, which put some pressure on her stomach. She felt full after eating very little. But after all, eating for two was good for one, and the food was digested quickly, so she would be hungry again soon.
I left home early today to pick someone up, and the train was delayed for two hours. Apart from some biscuits while waiting, I haven't eaten a grain of rice so far.
I didn’t feel it before, but now I can’t resist the aroma of sweet and sour pork.
She finished a piece of sweet and sour pork in just three or two bites, but not only was she not full, she felt even hungrier.
A pair of eyes looked at Gu Mingjing pitifully, with two big words written on them - I want to eat!
How could Gu Mingjing bear it? He put another piece of pork ribs in her bowl and said, "Eat slowly. If you eat too much, you won't be able to eat anymore later. There are so many dishes today."
Jianshu was so busy gnawing on the ribs that she didn't have time to answer. She just nodded repeatedly to show that she understood.
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