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Chapter 34 Don't Be Afraid, I'll Take You Out Right Now (1)

"Okay, we're waiting!"

"When my family Lanlan grows up, we will enjoy happiness."

Father Zhao and Mother Zhao smiled and nodded.

Zhao Qinglan: "..."

What Zhao Qinglan said was to support them now, not later. However, it's okay, she likes to speak with facts. Some things are not based on what is said, but what is done.

"So much money."

Dozen after dozen, you feel very good when you look at them. The dream of most people must be to sleep until they wake up naturally every day and count money until their hands cramp.

She reached out and pushed her husband.

Zhao's mother said: "Husband, pinch me and tell me if I haven't woken up yet."

Still a little unconvinced.

Zhao Ma felt that she was dreaming. Good things like getting rich overnight could only happen in dreams.

There were 100,000 in this handbag, and she had an extra 400,000 in her card. In one night, her daughter cashed in 500,000 for her. Even a novel would not dare to write this.

Father Zhao: "Look, the transaction certificate is still there."

Zhao Ma nodded, "Yes!"

Just because it's true.

Really.

"Ha ha……"

"So this is what it feels like to be rich."

"hey-hey……"

Looking at his giggling parents, Zhao Qinglan couldn't help but laugh or cry. Next, Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother took a long time to digest the fact that they had received a huge sum of money.

After that, I thought about how to save the money.

Zhao's mother thought for a while and discussed with her husband. "This money comes from my daughter. She is still young, so we will save the money for her first. When Lanlan becomes an adult, we will give it to her."

Father Zhao nodded, "Yes, I agree with this. You can save regularly, for ten years first, and your children will grow up by then. With this money, you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Qinglan, who was drinking water, couldn't help coughing when she heard the two discussing. She was only eight years old, and her parents were really thinking long-term.

Zhao Qinglan raised his hand and said, "Stop for a moment."

Although her parents thought wholeheartedly about her, they were a little touched.

It's just that there's really no need for it.

If you put money in the bank, after ten or eight years, when prices rise, the money in the bank will no longer be worth what you have now.

Seeing Zhao's father and mother looking over, Zhao Qinglan pointed to the handbag on the table in front of her and said: "The one hundred thousand here is for me to keep for myself, and I plan to invest it later. As for the money in my mother's card, this is what I gave to my family.

Whatever you want to use to improve your life, you can use it."

"For example, dad can take on a small project and do it himself, for example, mom can rent a store and open a shop. In short, you can make your own decisions."

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother shook their heads when they heard this, "No, you earned this yourself, how can we use your money? Mom has saved this money for you."

"No, just use it."

As someone who once lived in a world of female supremacy, even if she is reincarnated in another world, it is still difficult to change the things that are engraved in her bones. For example, feminism, yes, she has a bit of it.

For Zhao Qinglan, it is her responsibility to support her family.

Zhao Qinglan raised his eyes and looked at them, and said with a serious face: "These are my filial piety to you. If you don't want them, that's fine, then I will donate them in your name! This can better reflect its value."

Zhao Qinglan's tone was calm, cold and a little childish. It seemed that what he said he wanted to donate was not hundreds of thousands, but a few dollars or a few cents.

"Donate, donate?"

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother sat up straight and stared wide-eyed.

"Lan Lan, do you know that it is five hundred thousand, not five yuan, fifty cents." Don't say it so lightly.

"Know."

Zhao Qinglan raised her eyebrows, "A lot?"

Zhao's father and mother were both silent: "..."

Isn't that much?

Son, you are only eight years old, so in your mind, what is too much? Mother Zhao roared in her heart.

Zhao Qinglan seemed not to notice what his parents were thinking, and said with a serious face: "So, do you want to donate these? If you want to donate, I can contact you..."

"No, my little boy." Before she could finish speaking, Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother stopped directly, almost wanting to burst into tears. "If you don't donate, if you don't donate, we will be so poor ourselves. We are so lucky after all."

This time.

"As the saying goes, you can do great things with your ability. If you really need help with a donation like this, our family can just donate a few hundred or even thousands to do our part."

Father Zhao nodded, "Your mother is right, let's take care of ourselves first! Donations like this of hundreds of thousands, when you have the financial ability in the future, you will make a lot of money, let alone hundreds of thousands.

, even if it means millions or tens of millions, your parents will support you.

Her daughter has always been a talker. So, even before the money was spent, she was afraid that the cooked duck would fly away just as soon as her daughter called.

Zhao Qinglan lowered her eyes and whispered: "Well, what my parents said is, that's it, the money will be kept for the family."

If you don’t want to spend it, just donate it, then it will definitely be spent.

What more can be said!

For a moment, I couldn't refute it.

"Well……"

etc.

Does it feel like you have fallen into a pit?

After dinner, Zhao Qinglan took a nap.

After lunch, Zhao Qinglan went back to his room to do his homework.

Today is Saturday. As a primary school student, how can I miss the homework assigned by the teacher?

In the afternoon, Zhao Qinglan's family went to the tax bureau and made personal tax payments.

When she walked out of the tax bureau, Zhao's mother was still heartbroken. "...There are still 400,000 after tax, and 20% tax has been levied."

"Our daughter is really lucky. Maybe she is blessed by our ancestors. When we go back in a few days, we will buy more paper money and burn it to our ancestors."

"Well, bye bye."

"It should."

Zhao Qinglan: "..."

As long as they are happy.

Once you have money, you feel like you are carrying wind when you walk.

Standing at the door of the tax bureau, Zhao's mother looked up at the clear sky with some emotion.

"I used to think that when I get rich, I will buy two cups of soy milk, drink one cup, and I will use one cup to wash my face. No matter what, I must be extravagant."

Upon hearing this, several black lines slipped from Zhao Qinglan's forehead.

What a luxury!!!

Father Zhao waved his hand, coughed slightly, and smiled. "Wife, you can be bolder, we have to pursue something. From now on, we are also people who are striving for a well-off life. No matter what, we still need two glasses of milk."

There is a saying that goes well, it does not mean that one family does not enter the same house.

As expected of a couple!

Although I couldn't understand the difference between two cups of soy milk and two cups of milk, I still felt the smell of sand sculpture coming to my face.

Saturday felt like it went by very quickly.

The day passed quickly.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

Tonight, Zhao Qinglan went to bed very early.

In her hazy state of consciousness, she always felt like a voice was calling her, and kept calling her.

"Sir, don't you want me anymore?"

"grown ups……"

"Xiao Yu..."

Opening his eyes suddenly, Zhao Qinglan's eyes were so awake that he no longer felt sleepy.


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