Wang Liuhong was pinched by Wang Banxian, and she was so angry that her face was red and her neck was thick. She said hatefully: "Don't slaughter too much, I don't have so much money, it's a big deal that I won't do this business!" ”

Wang Banxian walked forward with his burden and sighed loudly: "It's a pity that a good girl has to have a bloody disaster!" This disaster cannot be passed, the catastrophe will not be recovered, this disaster has passed, and the road is open. ”

Liu Qian chased after Wang Liuhong and said, "What did he say? What bloodlight plague? ”

Wang Liuhong's heart went up and down, but he still had a hard mouth: "You believe that he is a ghost, he is bluffing!" ”

Liu Qian said angrily: "You just don't care about my life or death!" My life isn't worth a hundred dollars! ”

Wang Liuhong yelled at her: "Don't mess around, I can earn a hundred yuan by working hard and doing as much farm work as I can!" ”

Liu Qian squatted on the ground and cried: "I don't care!" I don't care! ”

This is a bicycle and motorcycle passing by the roadside from time to time, and many people cast surprised eyes. Wang Liuhong dragged Liu Qian up, scolded and walked forward.

She caught up with Wang Banxian, gritted her teeth and said, "Fifty yuan, let's talk about the eight characters to Liu Qian, otherwise forget it!" ”

Wang Banxian put down his burden and said slowly: "Sixty, I will send the disaster star to the girl together." ”

Wang Liuhong took out sixty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand. After Wang Banxian took the money, he read the words, burned a few pieces of paper money, and then said nonsense, saying that he had sent her a disaster star, flattered Liu Qian's good life, could be admitted to university, could find Ruyi Langjun, and had a bright future in the future.

"Is Ruyi Langjun a close neighbor?" Liu Qian asked.

Wang Banxian pinched his fingers: "Well, it's a close neighbor, but it will take some trouble." ”

Liu Qian was overjoyed, nodded happily, took Wang Liuhong's hand and said, "Look at you, I'll just say that Grandpa Half-Immortal is accurate." ”

Wang Liu glanced at her: "If you don't study hard, I see how you are worthy of others!" ”

"I'm going to start working on it now! You go to the market, I'll go home and study first. ”

Liu Qian turned around and left, and Wang Liuhong sighed helplessly: "What a wrongdoer!" ”

"The enemy will do a lot in the future, you should cultivate it well, these fifty yuan, you are worth it." Wang Banxian stretched out his voice.

"Uncle Banxian, you go first, let's not come together, let people see, you remember to come to Basho Village tomorrow, as for what to say, you think about it yourself, anyway, you must say that they believe it, you can't waste my 50 yuan."

"Okay!"

Wang Banxian walked away with the burden, Wang Liuhong dragged the plastic bag containing the money, and her flesh hurt so much.

Lu Yu walked around the town, first bought the list that Hengqiao gave him, and then entered the department store. He looked at the daily necessities counter for a while, bought a bottle of ginseng alabaster and a bottle of cucumber facial cleanser, and specially asked the salesperson for a beautiful packaging bag.

He walked to the bicycle area, looked at the bicycle, and thought intently, Erba's permanent bicycle costs 128 yuan a piece, and he doesn't know if Qiao Mei can make so much money in a week.

He thought about it, called the salesman over, communicated with her for a while, gave the salesman 128 yuan, and happily left the store.

Tomorrow is also Qiaomei's birthday, so give her a birthday gift.

He bought some groceries in town, bought a birthday cake, and had little left in his pocket. Dad gave him 200 yuan in the morning, and it only seemed difficult to buy such a small thing, and it seemed difficult to go back.

"Well, I'm sorry, I can only go back and lie."