life pawn game

Chapter 88

"Wait for a while." Xia Qiu interrupted Fang Yuming. He saw a car parked at the school gate and thought of something.

Seeing that it was raining outside, he called Yingji for a taxi.

Since Yiyiyi wasn't going home, he didn't bother to go back.He found Jiang Ruoying and let her move freely.

After finishing speaking, he returned to Fang Yuming's side and asked, "It's actually Geng Xinxin?"

Fang Yuming looked at him, then at the beautiful woman in the slowly rising car window not far away, turned and walked back.

"Hey, you didn't discuss it anymore?" Xia Qiu called him.

"Negotiate ass! I'll take the N card and talk to you, a bunch of SSR guys!"

"Then don't eat?"

"Don't eat! I'm full!"

Fang Yuming was very sad, he couldn't even deal with Geng Xinxin, but Xia Qiu chatted happily with Zhuang Yuqian, Yi Yiyi, Wen Nairong, and that beautiful woman whose name he didn't know.

Such a preoccupation is not worthy of discussing his young love affair!

Xia Qiu laughed, unexpectedly, Fang Yuming, who had thick lines, was as sensitive as a mimosa in this regard.

I can only eat by myself!

As soon as he took two steps, Fang Yuming quickly walked past him and went to the opposite shopping street.

"Didn't you stop eating?" he asked.

"Geng Xinxin invited me to eat noodles! I won't be with you!" Fang Yuming quickly moved away from Xia Qiu.

Xia Qiu rubbed her chin, Geng Xinxin asked Fang Yuming, which means...

"Hey!" Zhuang Yuqian patted him on the back, and stepped to his side, with a sly smile on his successful plan.

The scheming girl said, "Why are you alone? Let's go together?"

Her right arm passed through Xia Qiu's. This is a special way of holding hands that couples with a good relationship have.

Xia Qiu pulled out his hand and refused the girl's approach, but he did not refuse the girl's company.

Instead of disturbing Fang Yuming by going to the noodle shop, Xia Qiu and Zhuang Yuqian came to the nearby burger shop.

At the table, Xia Qiu asked Zhuang Yuqian: "What happened to that Geng Xinxin?"

"You guessed it all and asked."

"In order to avoid the previous misunderstanding, it is better to confirm carefully."

In life, there are always some things like electric currents, and the voices talking about those things are like the clicking sound of pressing a lighter electric shock, the skin is numb when touched, and the hairs stand up.

For Zhuang Yuqian, that incident used to be a strong current, but now it is a weak current.

The girl recovered quickly, her eyes were slightly dimmed, she said: "The last time I went to play the escape room, I also used Geng Xinxin to lure Fang Yuming away."

"Why does she listen to you so much?"

"Bought her with money."

"..."

Using money to develop subordinates is also an essential skill for spies.

"You don't even think about it, what if Geng Xinxin clings to Fang Yuming?"

"Geng Xinxin either follows the handsome one or the rich one." Zhuang Yuqian muttered in a low voice.

"At least cast some high-quality bait in the future."

Xia Qiu didn't directly abolish Zhuang Yuqian's plan, except that the element of Geng Xinxin that made up the plan was too low, there were no other problems.It's not good if friends treat each other like guests.

Zhuang Yuqian realized her mistake and was honest throughout the meal.

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Wen Nairong's birthday came on schedule, this sentence is nonsense literature, on schedule means arriving on time and according to the law, birthdays are born according to the lunar or solar calendar, there is no irregularity.

Wu Yayan cooked longevity noodles for her in the morning.She is obviously talented, but she wants to eat longevity noodles that sound very middle-aged and elderly.

It can be seen that the customs are backward and do not conform to the development of the times. Even Women's Day has been replaced by major websites as the March [-]th Festival and Goddess' Day because the word "women" looks old.

This is because the capital has not found a profit point on the longevity side, otherwise it must be changed to the long-beautiful side and the long-learning side, which is a very pretentious word.

Wen Guangmao said that there will be a family banquet in the evening, and his uncle's family will come to celebrate together.

Wen Nairong doesn't like her uncle's family, who always put money first.

Before, she managed to guide her father to join the property company. Because the salary was only [-], she was opposed by her uncle's family, who said that driving a truck could at least double the income.

Yes, there is a lot of money, but what else?
Abandoned from home, lonely, often worried about flying disasters.

Fortunately, my parents didn't believe my uncle.

This time when my uncle's family came over, they would definitely have to talk about money for a long time.

What if my father is persuaded to drive a truck?The girl is a little worried.

After picking up the last chopstick noodles and taking a sip of noodle soup, Wen Nairong carried her schoolbag on her back, and put a black automatic umbrella in the pocket on the right side of the schoolbag.

This umbrella was given to her by Xia Qiu when it rained the day before yesterday. She said she wanted to return it, but the boy said no.

Today is her birthday, what will the unscrupulous boss do?
Wen Nairong looked forward to it.

She didn't make her wait too long, at noon, Xia Qiu came to her classroom window, wished her a happy birthday, and gave her a note.

Wen Nairong is no longer worried about her uncle's family, on the contrary, she is looking forward to their arrival.

Her mother asked her to leave for evening self-study. After six o'clock in the evening, the uncle's family of three arrived on time.

My uncle was a truck driver in the early years, but now he works as a courier, and my aunt works as a cleaner in a hotel.They worked very hard and practiced what they said, so even if Wen Nairong disagreed, he couldn't condemn them.

The dinner was divided into two parts. The first part was to congratulate Wen Nairong on her birthday, and the second part was to chat with the family.

"At your age, how can you sleep with five thousand a month?"

Uncle's reprimand began: "Even if Rongrong is a girl, even if you still have this house, what about the savings? Don't work hard when you can make money now. When you are old, you will need money. What should you do?"

Wen Nairong looked at the time, it was past nine o'clock.

She sat on the couch half her age, old and peeling, and turned on the TV, tuned to the educational channel.

The little daughter of her uncle's family, who is one year younger than her, left the dining table with her, sat beside her, and swiped her mobile phone with her finger.

At the dining table, the uncle, who had drunk too much and had a loud voice, talked endlessly, while the aunt echoed from the side.

Wen Guangmao blushed at what his brother said, Wu Yayan explained to him: "People who have passed through the gate of hell once, let's live in peace!"

"It's because I've been through the gate of hell that I should work harder! This is an opportunity given by God!"

When the cousin was playing with her mobile phone, she glanced at the TV screen and lowered her head.

Seems a bit weird?
She raised her head again and looked at the program screen carefully.

With the phone in her lap, she scratches her head, confused.

The live broadcast of the Shuangseqiu lottery is on TV.

This TV show is hardly funny unless...

The cousin looked in front of Wen Nairong, and there was a lottery ticket on the coffee table over there.

It was the first time she had seen a lottery ticket, and she went up to look curiously. By the way, she didn't have any expectations, but just felt interesting, and compared the lottery numbers with the numbers on the TV.

Ok?
"...Money is needed everywhere, and money is the most important thing. You are afraid of hard work, can money still fall from the sky?"

Before the uncle could finish his sentence, he heard the little daughter shout: "I've hit it!"

What hit?
The two families gathered around the coffee table, carefully looking at the lottery tickets on it.

Uncle woke up from the wine in shock, and he touched his thin-haired head.

Damn, did this money really fall from the sky?

(End of this chapter)