"I'll go over and take a look. This little guy doesn't know how to count. Don't take dozens of dollars to check out the bill." Leng Yan said worriedly. He usually gives Leng Jing money, but it usually costs dozens of dollars, and the kindergarten doesn't need it.
However, before Leng Yan could take a few steps, Leng Jing ran back happily. "Have you paid?" Luo Ning said in confusion. "Yes!" Leng Jing focused heavily. "Who gave you money, grandpa? grandma?" Luo Ning said with a calm face. Leng Yan was also puzzled. This meal was not cheap, and foie gras snail red wine, at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
Seeing that my mother's face was gloomy, she calmly and timidly hid behind Leng Yan. She took out a small pink bag from her pocket, took out a bank card, and handed it to Leng Yan reluctantly and said, "This is the birthday, Brother Haoran gave me, saying that there is 100,000 yuan in it, so that I can sell whatever I want, and don't have to tell my parents."
"Brother Haoran is kind, don't you really say it?" Luo Ning glared. "Mom, I was wrong." Calm calm eyes were red, and he looked at Luo Ning pitifully, looking at Luo Ning with a look of tears.
"Okay, Xiaojing is almost crying, stop talking about her." Leng Yan felt sorry for and calm, and said, "Dad has confiscated the money. What do you want in the future? Tell your father, can you not buy it for you? Xiaojing, you have to discuss with your parents if you have anything in the future. Don't hide it from your parents anymore, do you know?"
"Yeah!" Leng Jing emphasized his head. "Let Dad see what else is in your little vault." Leng Yan looked at Xiao Yan Jing. Leng Jing drooped his head, reluctantly unzipped the small bag, reluctantly took out three or four bank cards from it, and said one by one: "This is given to me by Mi'er's godmother, this is given to me by Uncle Huang, this is..."
"Okay, you can learn to save money at the age of yours." Leng Yan was so happy. "These are only 400,000 or 500,000, and I don't think it's worth telling it to my father." Xiao Leng Jing said with a frustration. "It's only 400,000 or 500,000?" Tongtong's father, Yueyue's mother and others widened their eyes. "Wow, Leng Jing, you are so rich." Tong Tong envied.
"Dad, is this money a lot?" Leng Jing looked at Leng Yan in confusion. "Of course there are too many, you can buy a house in the remote suburbs." Leng Yan said. "But you donated school hospitals and other things to more than one billion?" Leng Jing became even more confused. "Cough cough!" Leng Yan coughed, interrupting Leng Jing and couldn't let her continue to say it, but even so, Tongtong's father and others were also surprised to look at Leng Yan.
"Donate more than one billion? Tongtong's father looked at Leng Yan in confusion. "The child is talking nonsense." Leng Yan said modestly. "I didn't talk nonsense. You donated more than one billion this year, I know it." Calmly argued.
"Donate billions, you are also called Leng Yan, you... are you that Leng Yan?" Tongtong's father said uncertainly. "It's not me." Leng Yan also knew that he could not hide it, so he touched his nose and responded. A sentence immediately caused everyone to exclaim. A group of people who saw an idol surrounded him in the middle, looked at him with admiration, respect and excitement, and Yueyue's mother and others frequently praised Luo Ning's happiness. Leng Yan and Luo Ning's love back then was known to everyone, and it was an immortal myth in the hearts of everyone. I don't know how many people have moved. Now the two are alive, and their daughters have become classmates with their children. The excitement can be imagined.