After almost half a year here, she still has very little to offer.

The clothes were given money by Jin Ting for her to buy by herself, Ding Bao was addicted to money, and all the money fell into her pocket, and she bought only a few clothes, which she wore over and over again, and had to be repaired over and over again when she was broken.

But this is in line with the simple nature of the original owner.

Jin Ting is blind most of the time, and even if he can see it occasionally, he can only continue to pretend to be blind, turning a blind eye to Ding Bao's small actions.

In addition to clothes, the rest to bring are pots and pans in the kitchen.

Jin Ting didn't want any of these things.

"You can buy it again."

Ding Bao was reluctant, because everything Jin Ting used was either inlaid with gold or silver, and in her eyes, it was all money.

And in Jinting's eyes, it is her savings.

"I have money, you don't have to save me this."

When Ding Bao heard this, he suppressed the joy in his heart and continued to stuff pots and pans into the carriage.

"Whose money doesn't come from the wind, the day it runs out, why don't we drink the northwest wind in the future?"

Jin Ting was helpless, and standing aside couldn't help.

"I can't spend all my money."

Ding Bao didn't speak, and used silence to convey a meaning.

She didn't believe it.

Unless let her see.

And then she got her way.

In order to open the room that had been locked up, on the sixth floor, where she had not been allowed to go up.

There was no difference between the layout of the sixth and third floors, and Jin Ting walked in front and opened the door to the storage room on the sixth floor.

"I didn't plan to take this money with me, since you don't feel at ease, then you can look at bringing more, and you can buy whatever you need to buy when you get to your new home, and you don't have to save me."

As soon as the door was opened, Jin Ting walked in first, opened the heavy curtains, and in an instant, the sparse white light in the forest fell, illuminating the corner of the storage room, and at the same time illuminating Ding Bao's eyes.

She stared at the huge red round box in front of her, unlocked, and opened it casually, the glittering gold coins inside almost blinded Ding Bao's dog eyes.

This box, a box full of one meter high and two meters wide, is stuffed with real gold coins!

In addition to that, there are four more in this kind of box room!

Looking at the unlocked lids, it is clear that there are too many things in them to cover the lids at all!

Good fellow, Tintin's words are too modest.

Where is this where you can't spend it in a lifetime, and you can't spend the money here in another ten lifetimes, okay!

Ding Bao's eyes have not been idle from beginning to end, his heart is pounding, jubilant and active like a fish on the shore, he can't hold it down at all!

It's over, she has to control it, and the desire that she has finally suppressed can't be easily broken at this time.

No, no, money is her closest relative in this life, and this kind of fetters that are beyond blood relations cannot be parted.

"I'll go out and get some air first."

After saying that, Ding Bao turned around and walked out, standing outside the corridor and calming down for a full minute before he came to his senses.

It's all fake, it's all fake, it's true to live.

Jin Ting was puzzled and followed her out.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly thought of my relatives."

The boy frowned in confusion.

What do you mean?

Is there anything in his room that makes her look at things and think about people?

In the end, Ding Bao loaded a bag of gold coins and went on the road.

All the way, she was thinking about the money in it, as if she wanted to kiss her mother, and almost shed tears.

However, Jin Ting, who has been in a state of ignorance, thought that she was sad about moving.