Lin Xu's mother got a negative answer, she wanted to say something and stopped, and finally said I know and hung up the phone.

"Ding Dong", a message came in.

It's the news of the wind groaning.

Lin Xu's mother hesitated, always a little scared in her heart, and didn't dare to click on it.

I always felt that if I opened it, some monster would be released, but thinking of Lin Xu's words, she still mustered up the courage to click on the news of Feng Yin.

Feng Yin: Auntie, is your waist better?

Regarding this question, Lin Xu's mother replied without thinking: It's much better.

She's afraid!

She was afraid that tomorrow she would sit against the wall for a day and sleep on the bed board for a day, which would kill her.

On the other side, he received the message of the wind groan, Zhizhu was in his hand, and quickly sent an edited message, and with a bang, the message was successfully sent.

Lin Xu's mother slid off her phone and read every word sent by Feng Yin.

Wind Yin: Great! Since Auntie is much better, let's get up and move around, and clean up the kitchen by the way.

Lin Xu's mother resisted the urge to smash her phone against the wall, and kicked over a pot under her feet with a low roar, and the unknown mixed liquid in it splashed out, making the kitchen even dirtier.

"Ahh

After losing her temper, Lin Xu's mother turned on her mobile phone and replied with a good word.

Feng Yin, who had returned downstairs, first glanced at the time when he saw the news.

"After six minutes of struggle, my mental endurance is still quite strong."

After all, in that kitchen, Feng Yin really put a lot of thought into it.

Carry your phone in your pocket and go home.

The elevator went up, and the door was opened on the next floor of Fengyin, and Cheng Yanqiu was standing at the door wearing pajamas and pajamas.

"Here you go."

In Cheng Yanqiu's hand was a perfectly wrapped gift box, the size of a book and the thickness of a Chinese dictionary.

"A commemorative gift for you."

Feng Yin took the gift and asked, "Do you want to bring a gift when you come back from out of town?" ”

"That's what the book says."

Feng Yin thought and pressed the elevator with one hand.

"Please don't let me see this book, I don't want to know at all, goodbye, thank you for the gift!"

The elevator doors slammed shut.

Cheng Yanqiu's smile unfolded as the elevator door closed, and Feng Yin missed it perfectly.

When he returned home, Feng Yin first looked around and confirmed that Allah was at home, and it was estimated that Li Sanyi sent it back.

She sat on the sofa and violently opened Cheng Yanqiu's gift package.

"It's so strict."

"What's that...."

Inside the box is ...... Counterfeit money?

Feng Yin was really suspicious for a moment, but when she picked up the word card on the currency, she realized that she was wrong.

"It's not a counterfeit coin, it's a commemorative coin, and the denomination is the same as the real currency, so maybe there will be room for appreciation."

Feng Yin picked up one and looked back and forth, she really didn't know it.

At present, electronic money occupies the market, except for the normal red currency, everything else is counterfeit money for her.

Feng Yin took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Cheng Yanqiu.

"You're on an errand with your local bank!"

Cheng Yanqiu replied in seconds.

"You, a former fake rich man, where do you need to go to the bank in person at my level."

Feng Yin looked at the information and felt the urge to tickle the root of his teeth.

"It's okay, I'm waiting for a year and five months, and your money will be my money!"

"Hahaha. It's fun to think about. ”

Ding Dong, Cheng Yanqiu came with news again.

Cheng Yanqiu: Are you looking forward to the legacy after death?

The wind groans back in seconds, and the one that is sure is the word.

Cheng Yanqiu, who received the news, replied without being angry at all: Yes, it is a test of your attitude, but fortunately, you have a firm attitude and have withstood the test.