201: Mine is Dad's

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When I got engaged to Wang Lanhua, I spent a lot of money buying this and that, and setting up a few tables to celebrate.

He spent all the salary he had accumulated from working in the cement factory for a year.

Yun Yongcheng stared at the dollar in his hand and sighed silently.

I only have one yuan left, and I'm afraid I won't be able to buy the braised pork. It seems I can only borrow some from my dad.

After turning eighteen, Yun Yongcheng stopped asking Yun Aiguo and his wife for money. Now he wanted to borrow money from Yun Aiguo. Yun Yongcheng found it difficult to speak, and stared at Yun Aiguo with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Dad, do you have no money to spend?"

Just when Yun Yongcheng felt that it was difficult to speak, the little pink dumpling beside him suddenly opened his mouth and looked at him with a pair of big and bright eyes.

Before Yun Yongcheng could answer, Yun Mian continued in a coquettish voice: "Dad, didn't we make a lot of money selling wild boar meat last time? You can use that money."

Most of the money he earned from selling wild boar meat last time was used to buy clothes and daily necessities for Yun Mian, but Yun Yongcheng never thought about touching that money.

"Mianmian, that's your money. Dad will keep that money and give you pocket money when you go to school."

Yun Mian: "Dad, I am your daughter, and what's mine is yours. It's only over six months now, and I won't go to school until September. You use that money to deal with emergencies first, and buy everything you need to buy. Wait

If you make money from your business, just give me pocket money."

"Mianmian, you support dad so much, how do you want dad to thank you?"

Yun Yongcheng knelt down and reached out to hug Yun Mian.

Hearing this, Yun Mian thought to himself: Dad, if you want to thank me, then quickly dump that scumbag Wang Lanhua and marry my mother home as soon as possible.

Yun Yongcheng: "Dad, I promise you that you will do business well and make money to buy many beautiful princess dresses for little Mianmian."

A group of five people left the raw meat stall and went to the place where condiments were sold. They bought various ingredients according to the marinade recipe mentioned by Yun Mian.

Before eleven o'clock, the group of five people had bought everything they needed to buy, including the hoops and wooden horses that the mistress had requested, and returned home with a full load.

At the same time, on a street near the Huangshi Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

This street is very lively, gathering vegetable farmers, as well as farmers selling chickens, ducks, piglets, and firewood. People are coming and going on the street, and there is constant shouting.

Yang Shuo didn't get a good deal at the Sanfu Cement Factory. He held back his anger and left angrily. He went to a restaurant on the street to have a meal and drank a few liters of wine. At this moment, he came out of the restaurant and rode on

A motorcycle going home.

In order to take a shortcut home, Yang Shuo rode his motorcycle through this crowded and messy street.

The roar of the motorcycle scared a group of chickens, ducks and piglets to scream, making the already messy and noisy streets even more messy and noisy.

"Lanhua, what are you looking at? Hurry up and shout. If we can't sell out all the cabbage we brought today, your dad and your brother will have to blame us again when we get home."

From a distance, she saw Yang Shuo, who was wearing a floral shirt and slicked back hair, riding a motorcycle. Wang Lanhua's eyes were blank, her cheeks turned red when she faced Yang Shuo, and she even forgot about shouting and hawking. Zhang Ruhua

Remind her that she hasn't come to her senses yet.

Seeing that her eyes were blank, Zhang Ruhua raised her head, followed her gaze, and saw Yang Shuo riding on the motorcycle.

In this day and age, it is rare for people to have bicycles at home, let alone motorcycles. Those who can ride a motorcycle are from households worth ten thousand yuan.

Zhang Ruhua stared at Yang Shuo and the motorcycle, which were getting closer and closer, with a pair of inverted triangular eyes shining brightly.

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