Chapter 9 Don’t spend money lavishly
The warm sunlight shines through the huge French windows of the library and falls on Feng Nanshu’s body, making her soft long hair and thick eyelashes seem to be coated with a layer of light gold.
She sat upright, straight, quiet and well-behaved.
The slender fingers pinched a corner of the page and gently turned the page, and the smart eyes were full of purity.
After reading this page, she pinched a piece of shrimp chips and put it in her mouth, making a crunching sound, and then continued to turn to the next page.
After repeating this cycle several times, the bag containing the shrimp chips gradually became empty.
It was not until Feng Nanshu made another move that she realized this was the last piece, so she looked up at Jiang Qin.
"I won't eat anymore, you eat it all."
Feng Nanshu's eyes sparkled with joy. He picked up the last piece and put it in his mouth, then turned to the next page.
Jiang Qin stared at her for a long time and felt that Feng Nanshu was not joking with him.
She really agreed to lend the money.
But why did he have such a sense of absurdity?
Don't you need to write an IOU?
If worst comes to worst, you should at least ask me what I do and when I will pay you back.
Jiang Qin has the soul of a 38-year-old uncle. Logically, he should be able to see through Feng Nanshu's actions at a glance, as he is a pure creature like a high school student. However, he really can't understand Feng Nanshu's actions.
But this is normal. He had never come into contact with a rich woman before his rebirth, so it's not surprising that he didn't understand.
Maybe all rich women are like this.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, Feng Nanshu suddenly put a bookmark into the book, stood up, smoothed down her skirt, and put the book back on the bookshelf.
She leaves on time every day at this time, and it is obvious that the access control is very strict.
But this time, before leaving, Feng Nanshu deliberately paused, then turned around and waved goodbye to Jiang Qin.
Not so cold...
Jiang Qin watched her leave, then turned and looked out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Through the glass, he could clearly see the black Bentley parked downstairs.
The driver, wearing white gloves, had opened the car door and was waiting respectfully, while the bodyguard stood on the other side of the door with a serious and alert expression.
Feng Nanshu walked out of the library quietly, got into the car without saying a word, and disappeared into the streets before dusk with the roar of the engine.
"Huang Jinwu and Yan Ruyu are actually the same person."
“…”
"I feel a little hungry all of a sudden. Let's go home first."
Jiang Qin picked up the book "Guide to Living Off the Soft Rice" and put it back on the bookshelf, then rode his bike back to Hongrong Home on Beier Road and bought a tray of steamed dumplings at the entrance of the community.
Today is Wednesday, a workday.
Ms. Yuan Youqin is an employee of the government guesthouse, and Mr. Jiang Zhenghong works at the Health Bureau, so there should be no one at home now, so they can only buy some dumplings to make do.
However, having eaten so much takeout and instant noodles in his previous life, he now eats both meat and vegetables and has no excessive requirements on the quality of food.
What's more, the buns in this shop taste really good, with thin skin and big fillings. Ten years later, they even opened branches.
Jiang Qin picked up a bun from the plastic bag and took a bite. It was warm and moist, with the same original recipe and familiar taste.
It’s just that the weather is too hot now, and I start sweating after eating two.
Jiang Qin tied up the plastic bag and planned to eat it at home.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the night came quietly.
Mr. Jiang Zhenghong returned home carrying two plastic bags, changed his slippers, and sat down on the sofa.
His forehead was covered with sweat and he was breathing unevenly. He hurriedly called for Jiang Qin to pour him some water.
"Dad, where have you been? Why are you so tired?"
"Your mom said the vegetables at the Nancun Vegetable Market are cheap, so I rode my bike for 40 minutes and bought a bunch of them. They're all your favorites."
Jiang Qin put the water cup in front of him: "Isn't it just a few cents cheaper? It's not worth the effort. Is our family that poor?"
Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of the water and said with satisfaction, "This has nothing to do with being poor. You are going to college, and after college you will have to get married. You will have many places to spend money in the future. You should save money where you can, and you can't spend lavishly anymore!"
Just as he finished speaking, the door hinge creaked and the door was pushed open again.
Ms. Yuan Youqin walked in carrying a shopping bag from the department store, looking extremely happy and humming a tune.
Seeing this scene, the father and son couldn't help but look at each other.
"What did you buy?"
"Sister Xu from our company said that the department store was having a half-price sale on wool coats, so I got a great deal!"
Jiang Zhenghong's eyes widened: "A wool coat? How much did you spend on it?"
Ms. Yuan Youqin showed a proud expression: "The original price was 888, now it's only 488."
"Dad, is this what you meant by not spending money lavishly?" Jiang Qin was shocked.
"You spendthrift woman, it's the hottest time of the year, why are you buying a woolen coat?"
"What do you know? If it weren't for the dog days of summer, the price wouldn't have been reduced!"
Jiang Zhenghong displayed the majesty of the head of the family: "Jiang Qin has already finished the college entrance examination. When the results come out, we have to hold a banquet and pay for his tuition. There are many places to spend money."
Yuan Youqin changed her shoes and walked to the living room: "Isn't this what I said? Also, did you go to the Nancun Vegetable Market when I asked you to?"
"Of course I went. I calculated the price and the vegetables at the Nancun Vegetable Market are much cheaper than those at the salt shop downstairs. I saved more than twenty dollars this time."
"So we saved four hundred and two today?"
Jiang Zhenghong's mind was still confused for a long time: "Where did the four hundred come from?"
Ms. Yuan Youqin picked up the shopping bag in her hand and said, "I spent 488 on a coat that originally cost 888. Doesn't this mean I can save another 400 yuan?"
"Youqin, I have to say something to you. Your consumption concept is obviously wrong."
"Jiang Zhenghong, I've been married to you for so many years and I've never bought you any clothes, just a wool coat. And you're still blaming me?"
Jiang Qin watched happily from the side, feeling that this long-lost family dispute was very heartwarming.
My dad is still in his prime and in good health. He doesn’t have white hair at the age of 53, nor has he secretly driven a Didi car until he fainted in the car in order to earn a down payment.
My mother is still young and loves beauty. If she has a little money, she will go shopping in the department store and she doesn’t dare to buy even meat just to save money.
This is definitely the happiest thing that has happened to him since his rebirth.
However, he was so mean as to laugh while watching the show that he soon brought trouble upon himself, and was given the cold shoulder by the couple.
"Jiang Qin, what are you laughing at? Do you also think that I shouldn't buy this wool coat?"
Jiang Qin suppressed the smile on his face and said, "Mom, I'm going to make a lot of money in the future. I won't let you buy outdated discounted clothes anymore, and I won't let my dad go to the vegetable market so far away."
Yuan Youqin's expression was slightly stunned, and his eyes softened instantly: "This is my good son, don't be like your father, who is always stingy."
"How could I be so stingy..."
Jiang Zhenghong's voice became weaker, and he obviously lacked confidence. When he turned around, he found that his wife had already opened the shopping bag, and the bag was filled with rolls of toilet paper.
"What's this?"
"The boss said that all the inventory in the guesthouse had to be replaced, so I took it back. Do you think you are the only one who knows how to be frugal?"
Yuan Youqin said something unhappily and turned into the kitchen.
Jiang Zhenghong was confused and thought to himself that this is a sting operation!
(End of this chapter)
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