"Mama Fu!"

Du Lan looked at Mama Fu fixedly, with a displeased face, "Is Ben Fujin such a person who does not distinguish between importance and strength?" Say, "How much silver you want." ”

No matter how much Du Lan didn't want to take the silver out, she wanted to give it out.

As the tenth elder brother Fujin, she must have a husband and children!

"One hundred taels!"

Mama Fu pondered again and again and gave the answer.

When Dulan heard this number, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Mama Fu's posture before, she thought she needed a lot of silver, but she was scared enough.

As a result, a mere hundred taels!

But even so, the money could not be taken out so happily.

"Mama Fu, do you mean to tell me that Ben Fujin, now in the account of the house, can't even pay a hundred taels of silver?"

“……”

Mama Fu was dumbfounded, and she didn't understand what Du Lan meant by saying this at this time.

"In this way, you have someone send the account books in the house, and Ben Fujin wants to see it!"

"As for the silver, you can go and get it!"

The money was taken out, and he had to get some money in his own account.

Don't look at the huge amount of money she has in her hands now, but if she always sits and eats nothing, this bit of silver is not enough for her to enjoy life.

"Fujin, do you understand?"

Mama Fu was skeptical.

Du Lan snorted and said, "Ben Fujin can't understand it, but someone can understand it." ”

"Slave gets it!"

Mama Fu saw that Du Lan looked like she was about to get angry, so she hurriedly stopped talking nonsense.

Du Lan waited for Mama Fu to take the silver and leave, and suddenly felt very unhappy. Lost soul, double-edged sword, she saved a lot of trouble for this, but also a lot of inconvenience because of it.

It's like now, she wants to master the family background in the house, and it is not convincing.

"I'm really worried about my sister!"

Dulan collapsed on the chaise longue, and instantly felt that he had taken a stinky move.

"Why don't you ask someone to teach you to start all over again?"

"Or, continue to salt?"

Dulan was melancholy.

The life of a salted fish, I don't know what the final outcome will be.

But Du Lan felt that if she was really salted fish, she might not be able to escape the predetermined ending of history if she let the tenth elder brother act like this.

Imprisoned!

As long as he thought that he might fall into captivity, Du Lan was even more unhappy.

"Can't be too ashamed!"

Du Lan sat up suddenly, his eyes becoming extremely determined. As a traverser, even if you can't compare to those predecessors, you have to let yourself live freely.

So, let's start making it!

Du Lan sneered on his face, he was a soul loss patient, as long as he didn't rebel and make trouble, he could be forgiven for doing whatever he wanted.

Who has lost his soul?

When necessary, just like the eighth elder brother of the pit, he can completely draw a scoop according to the gourd.

"Luqi, Luqi!"

Dulan sat up and shouted loudly to Lu Qi, who was guarding the door, to come in.

"Fujin!"

Lu Qi entered the door and looked at Dulan respectfully.

Du Lan stretched out his hand, let Lu Qi hold him, and stood up from the chaise longue.

"Let's go to the kitchen!"

Since you have decided not to make salted fish, then, you should mix up the things in this house, big and small.

"Fujin, there is a strong smell of oil smoke in the kitchen, you are pregnant, it is not suitable."

As soon as Lu Qi heard that Du Lan said that he was going to the kitchen, he immediately dissuaded him.

On the kitchen side, she wouldn't have gone over if she hadn't to.

"Before, you couldn't stand that smell!"