Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Have No Money
Wu De watched their mother and daughter chatting downstairs for a long time, this time, the people came back, Wu De sat in the living room and waited, seeing Zhong Wanjun smiling so happily, there must be something good.
Zhong Wanjun saw that Wu De was waiting for her, and her heart was even happier.
"Are you waiting for me? I just said a few words to my daughter, and I didn't go far. ”
Wu De looked at Zhong Wanjun and asked, "You guys are downstairs and have been chatting for a long time." What did that stinky girl tell you? ”
Zhong Wanjun smiled: "Tang Yue's temper is like this, you take a step back." I will persuade her to change her attitude towards you! She's just worried about me, she can't take care of herself alone, nothing else. ”
Wu De didn't believe it, and stared at Zhong Wanjun: "It's just like this? ”
"I told Tang Yue that you will slowly change and stop gambling. Wu De, you see, isn't it great that we will all be like today in the future? Everyone is very happy, don't gamble in the future, although I don't have a job, it doesn't matter, I'll make money, if you want to rest, just rest at home for a while, look for a job, don't worry. ”
After Wu De heard this, his face changed, and he snorted coldly: "What? I've just taken a break, and you're suggesting that I'm going to get a job in a hurry? ”
"Nope. I didn't mean that, don't be so sensitive. I can make some money by setting up a stall every day, and it is enough for us to live every day, you don't have to worry. ”
"That's all you said? What else? How much did she give you? ”
Zhong Wanjun was stunned for a moment, remembered her daughter's advice, and hesitated: "No! She didn't give me the money and just left. ”
Wu De approached, and Zhong Wanjun retreated backwards, until he retreated to the corner. Wu De's eyes were full of fierce light, and Zhong Wanjun was very familiar with this expression.
"What I said is true, she really didn't give me money."
"I see that you have itchy skin, and you can't speak honestly." He raised his hand, slapped Zhong Wanjun in the face, and picked her up: "Where is the money?" ”
"I really don't have any money, my daughter didn't give me money."
Zhong Wanjun looked at Wu De with tears in her eyes, not understanding why he suddenly changed his face. Aren't everyone okay when they're eating?
"Cry, cry, cry! I know how to cry all day long, and I feel bad luck when I see your face. It must be that you always touch Lao Tzu's brows, so that Lao Tzu will lose every time he gambles. ”
Wu De threw the person on the sofa in disgust, Zhong Wanjun had little strength and didn't dare to resist, and the whole person fell. The sofa was made of wood, with only a thin layer of cushion, and when she fell, her head hit the sofa, and there was a muffled sound, Zhong Wanjun didn't recover for a long time, and she was dizzy.
"Don't you play dead for me here! If you don't take it, I'll find it myself. ”
Wu De rummaged through the house, and only found a hundred yuan in the place where Zhong Wanjun usually put money, and immediately became angry, rushed out and kicked Zhong Wanjun twice.
"! So little, it's not enough for Lao Tzu to play a round of cards. Hurry out and make money, stay at home and be an eyesore. ”
Wu De slammed the door and left, Zhong Wanjun was lying on the sofa, the whole person curled up in a ball, and he didn't even dare to cry too loudly.
She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call her daughter, but when she thought of what her daughter would say, she put it away again.
Wiping some tears, she didn't care about the hot pain on her face, she said to herself: "It's okay! It's going to be fine, he's just in a bad mood. He didn't mean to. ”
After she makes a lot of money, her husband will no longer look down on her. As long as she can make money, Wu De will definitely become better.