Chapter 222: I don't know which life I have cultivated the blessings
Ji Daya was even more happy.
Therefore, as soon as she left Ruan Mufeng's room, she strode back to her own room, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find the silver ticket she had hidden.
This was given to her by her brother a few days ago, there were five hundred taels, she didn't want it, and she didn't know where to hide the money to reassure her, but her sister-in-law insisted that she take it, saying that if she liked something, she would have money to buy it, and she said that it was not enough to ask them again.
That's not enough, so much.
She didn't use a penny anyway.
I am reluctant to use it.
She had saved more than a tael of silver for the big families in the town before, and she wanted to give it to her brother and sister-in-law the day she came back from the town, but her brother and sister-in-law were unwilling to ask for it, and let her keep it in her hand for daily use, and she was not willing to use this money.
Besides, everything in the family is from her brother and sister-in-law, and she doesn't need to use the money.
But the family is really rich.
As soon as Ji Daya happily found out the silver ticket, she took out a hundred taels, and hid the others, and then, she took the one hundred taels of silver tickets and went to find her brother and sister-in-law.
It was already dark, and the family had already had dinner, and she ate it when she was decocting the medicine in the east and west buildings, and it was only after dinner that the east building boiled the ointment medicine for her sister-in-law, and then her sister-in-law began to give Brother Ruan the bones.
"Brother, sister-in-law." As soon as she saw that the door of her brother and sister-in-law's room was not closed, and the two were talking inside, Ji Daya shouted, and then strode in.
"What's the matter, big girl?" Ye Guoguo immediately stopped talking to her father-in-law and asked.
Ji Daya handed the one hundred taels of silver tickets to Ye Guoguo in a humble manner: "Sister-in-law, aren't you and Ge Ming'er going to the town to buy late rice seeds——"
Ye Guoguo didn't accept the silver ticket at all, and put the two little meat hands behind her, and hurriedly said without waiting for her to finish speaking: "You don't need your usual pocket flowers to buy seeds, your brother and I have money." ”
Ji Jingbai also frowned.
"It's not ......," Ji Daya explained, even more silly. I don't know why, she still felt a little embarrassed, but she still said quietly: "I didn't ask you to use this money to buy rice seeds, I want you to take this money to help me buy some old hens tomorrow, Brother Ruan said that my stewed old hen soup is delicious, I want to buy it for him to make up for it, he seems to be thinner than last time." ”
"Ah......" I didn't expect this to be the case, Ye Guoguo opened her little mouth, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
Ji Jingbai was instantly congested.
The surname Ruan also doesn't know which life has been cultivated.
If it weren't for his sister, it would be in line with the aesthetics of the surname Ruan, and he would definitely consider other sister-in-law candidates.
Ye Guoguo blinked, and then seemed to react, and said: "Then you don't need to take the money, I will buy it with your brother tomorrow, and your brother originally planned to buy some old hens in a few days, that is, to buy them in advance." ”
"This ......" Ji Daya still wants to give her brother and sister-in-law money, and she always feels that this is a bit bad. She wanted to buy the old hen for Brother Ruan, and if she didn't give money, wouldn't it become her brother and sister-in-law......
Ye Guoguo said: "Big girl, I really don't need it." ”
Seeing that her brother and sister-in-law refused to accept the money, and they were extremely persistent, Ji Daya had no choice, so she didn't give the money, she just kept smiling.
After chatting a few more words, Ji Daya left.
Seeing that Ji Daya was gone, Ye Guoguo turned around and hugged her husband tightly with two small hands, comforting her like a child: "Xianggong, don't be angry." ”
Ji Jingbai couldn't cry or laugh.
If you are not angry, it is a heart jam.