After arriving home, Aunt Feng quarreled with her father.

Aunt Feng scolded my father for being eccentric, saying that he sent me away with a small favor.

That night, my father drank a lot of wine, got drunk and praised me for being sensible, saying that he was sorry for me and asked me to give birth to a rich family in the next life, at least not a family like him who couldn't even pay the tuition for calligraphy classes.

I cried with my father, and Aunt Feng comforted me beside me, telling me not to be wronged, and promised that I would definitely send me to school when I had spare money in the future.

"Ying'er, your dad doesn't really want to blame you in the study class, he actually appreciates you very much, but he needs a step down, you will know when you grow up, being an adult is quite annoying, and you always need some inexplicable decency......

In the end, Aunt Feng hugged me and sighed, "Ying'er, don't blame your father, he is a hero who repairs the fence in the east and the wall in the west."

I told Aunt Feng that the tears were not because of grievances, but because I felt sorry for my father.

The moment he heard his eldest sister talk about the cost of study materials on the phone, I saw that my father was stunned for several seconds.

The eldest sister asked him if he would buy this study material, and his father clenched his wallet and said with a smile that he could buy it.

Inexplicably, I felt sorry for my father.

Even though I really wanted to learn calligraphy, I didn't want to ask my dad to pay for it at that moment.

At that time, I lied, but I was very relaxed in my heart, and I didn't think it was a big deal.

When I got home, I bought something I liked, and I felt like I was picking it up.

I cried because my father said that he was sorry for me and asked me to be a rich family for the rest of my life.

How sad he had to be to say something like that.

I think he must be more sad than mine.

It's even more regrettable than the regret that I didn't learn calligraphy.

It seems that I saved my father's embarrassment in the study class, but in fact, he is the most uncomfortable person.

Later, when I got more and more homework in school, I gave up the idea of learning calligraphy, and I practiced blindly in the old newspaper when I wanted to write, and my life was not affected by this little thing.

But deep down, I also realized the importance of money.

As adults often say, a dime is hard to beat a hero.

You are not poor in eating, you are not poor in drinking, and you will be poor if you can't calculate.

All I tried to do was to set aside some money for a rainy day.

"Wan Yingying, you have enough energy, what are you running around?"

When I returned to the front yard, I saw Qian'an coming back from school, and the little brother took the temperament route at school at a glance.

Going to school is like a little bit, going to show your face, and then slowly coming back at a while.

The same junior high school student, I envy him when I look at him.

"If you don't eat actively, do you and your uncle have a brain problem?"

Qian'an looked at me impatiently, "Hero, you have to ask me to come out and call you......

Seeing that I didn't squeak, he was even more energetic, "Aren't you quite honest, you don't stop when you wake up, you belong to a mouse, you are jumping around in the front and back yards, let me find it easy, and your uncle, is he the boss of some group?" Is business that busy? I knew the call in the room, and he didn't listen to me knocking on the door, so you hurry up and call! I'm sick of it!"

I groaned and quickened my pace towards the West Building.

Qian'an followed me awkwardly, "Hey, I just saw you singing and dancing, are you happy?"

I nodded, speechless.

"Yes, you should be happy."

Qian'an turned on the self-question and answer mode, "I heard that Aunt Zhang and Sister Nan gave you a red envelope of 7,000 yuan, a huge amount of money, but don't forget, you are a loser, you can't save a penny, even if you ask Brother Hou to buy a mountain bike of 5,000 yuan and invest 950 yuan in Brother Mufeng, you can't keep the rest of the money."

There's really no secret to this home.

A little bit of wind and grass all the staff knows.

I have a delusion that Brother Mu Feng used his modified megaphone to play it on a loop in the courtyard.

Family, please note that the little firefly red envelope received,

Everyone was in position and fired.

Never mind.

It's also a good thing.

Brother Hou can make the 5,000 yuan he helped me buy a car public, which means that he will not embezzle the money privately.

To be honest, when I gave the money, I was ready for Brother Hou to take a cut.

Because in my concept, bicycles are not that expensive.

A car of 5,000 yuan must not be trimmed with gold.

We haven't seen it either.

Thinking about it the other way, I feel like I'm thinking narrowly again.

Isn't it flat?

Brother Chong Hou owns three heavy-duty motorcycles, and the price is at least seven figures, and people are still engaged in niche jobs that have a strong visual stimulation effect, and ordinary people dare not do it, which is definitely a high-income group.

They don't even look down on my 5,000 yuan.

Thinking, I stopped.

Qian'an was shaken by me and tripped over the threshold, so he hung headlong into the living room, and looked at me a little speechless, "What are you doing when you suddenly stop?"

I looked at him funny, "Qian'an, how much money did you invest in Brother Mu Feng?"

"Three hundred."

Qian'an was not angry, "I'll stop casting, he will always bother me, who is not as bad as you, and it will cost more than nine hundred as soon as he makes a move."

Three hundred?!

Brother Mu Feng is talking about 80,000!!

I smiled bitterly.

It would be nice if Brother Mufeng's mouth could be linked to the stock market.

All the way up wildly, click red.

Aunt Jin is not happy to bloom.

I was just about to knock on the door when I walked to the door of Uncle Xiaolong's room, when I heard Uncle Xiaolong's scolding, "Rub! Don't scare me with your brother, what's wrong with him? Who doesn't know anyone in town! How did we talk about it at the beginning, did I give you a day's money for a day! I haven't been out of the stall during this time, what money do I give you? Yes, my pancake truck is parked in front of the warehouse of the central store, and you have the ability to ask your brother to take someone to smash it! If you don't have money, you have to die, and you don't bully! I, Qin Xiaolong, don't eat your set!"

Then the door opened—

I pointed to Uncle Xiaolong's still angry face, and pointed to the door in embarrassment, "Uncle Xiaolong, it's time to eat."

Uncle Xiaolong nodded, suppressed his anger, brushed my shoulders and walked towards the main building.