Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

After entering the room, Shen Zhilan closed the door with her backhand.

"what happened again?"

Seeing Shen Zhilan's movements, Li Qiuhua frowned subconsciously.

"Mother, give me some more money." Shen Zhilan took Li Qiuhua's arm, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"Didn't I just give you two hundred this morning?" Li Qiuhua frowned.

Half of the 1000 yuan that the third girl gave Xiao Weidong has gone.

It looks like the new year is coming soon.

New Year's goods are not ready yet.

In the first month, people come and go, and it is inevitable that they have to get some lucky money for the children.

Moreover, according to Mr. Shen's opinion two days ago, it seems that there are still a few tables in the first month.

It costs money everywhere!

Li Qiuhua sighed inwardly.

"Mother, the middleman said that someone has paid five hundred, if we want that position, we can only pay more." Shen Zhilan had a bitter face.

"It's five hundred, more?" Li Qiuhua couldn't help but gasped.

five hundred……

What a bitch she is!
In Panshi Village, most of the families may not be able to save 500 yuan in several lifetimes.

That's it……

Still need to add!
"Mother, that person said that if we don't do anything, there will be money to be paid over there. Mother, you can help me and Zhongyi! When Zhongyi becomes the director, we will be filial to you and dad. "

"But this is too much." Li Qiuhua looked embarrassed.

The capital city is no different than Panshi Village, where an onion and a clove of garlic cost money.

After coming here for only two months, the little one thousand in her hand was gone.

The things in my hand now were secretly given to her younger brother by the third girl.

If the money is gone, it will be gone.

"Mother, you don't want that old woman to keep looking down on your daughter and son-in-law, do you?" Shen Zhilan was sure of her mother's point.

The old woman spent eight out of ten sentences talking about his daughter and her granddaughter. She didn't believe that her mother could bear it.

"Then how much more?" Li Qiuhua thought for a while, then hesitated to speak.

"Just add one hundred." Shen Zhilan stretched out a finger.

Li Qiuhua's eyes widened, "Why do you add so much all at once! Can't you add more than ten or twenty yuan?"

"This is the capital city, you treat us as a small county town! Plus ten or twenty yuan!" Shen Zhilan was speechless in her heart.

Her mother has been in the capital for so long, and she still looks so picky.

The same goes for the clothes. There are good-looking clothes in the closet, but she insists on wearing them in disgrace every day.

The last time I went to their place, everyone thought she was some poor relative of their family.

Day by day, she would rather buy clothes for that oil bottle of Shen Xiaoqing than buy some clothes for her own biological daughter.

No wonder the short-lived ghost has been reluctant to come back.

"Is that person reliable?" Li Qiuhua was still a little worried.

600 yuan is not a small amount.

In case that person takes the money, turns his face and denies him...

"Of course it's reliable. If it's not reliable, why would I find him." Shen Zhilan said patiently, "Mother, hurry up! I'll send it to others later."

Li Qiuhua gritted his teeth and went to get another four hundred.

"That's all I have..."

"Oh! I see." Taking the money, Shen Zhilan quickly put it into a small satchel.

After coming to the capital for so long, her mother still looks so talkative.

She is not tired of talking, and people are tired of hearing it.

"You must ask clearly, don't be..."

"I see!" Shen Zhilan opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Shen Xiaoqing, who was watching Lamei with her child in the yard, saw that the two had finished talking and was about to go back to the house with the child in her arms, but Shen Zhilan took the child and left in a hurry.

That look is more exciting than going to the house on fire.

Shen Xiaoqing turned her head to look at Shen Zhilan's hurrying back, and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly mockingly.

Feeling hit by the golden egg, Shen Zhilan threw her son to Shen Zhimei, and trotted all the way to the agreed place.

She doesn't have a watch either, so she doesn't know the time at all.

It's a cold day, it's already cold, standing by the river, the willow branches hanging upside down are swaying from side to side by the river wind, the biting cold wind seems to be able to blow into the bones of people.

Shen Zhilan rubbed her hands as cold as carrots vigorously.

The stiff legs stomped back and forth.

The sky gradually darkened, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the side of the road. She was the only one standing in the wind.

What Shen Zhilan didn't know was that not far from the leeward side, there were two pairs of eyes staring at her every move.

"It's almost there!" The short man looked back and forth and whispered.

"Wait a little longer!" The tall man looked around vigilantly and waved his hands.

"It's too cold!" The short man breathed a few breaths of hot air into his almost frozen hands.

"Why don't you scream cold when you're lying in that bitch's arms?" The big tall one spat.

"She's my woman now, can you stop talking about being a bitch and shut up about being a bitch?!" The short man was upset.

"That's because you have money. If you don't have money, try it. Do you think that bitch will follow you?" The tall man snorted coldly.

A bitch who is overwhelmed by thousands of people, he is the only treasure.

"...Then you can't be called a bitch." The short man poked his neck.

"Okay... okay... okay! Don't call yourself a bitch, just go on deceiving yourself like this! Let me tell you, you will fall into the hands of that bitch sooner or later."

"Are you finished?! Did you eat shit at noon? It's either a bitch or a slut, can you have a good word in your mouth?" The short man stood on tiptoe and grabbed the tall man by the collar.

"You're still in good spirits, aren't you?" The tall man pressed his palm on the short man's head.

"I said, she is my woman now, you'd better show me some respect." The short man gritted his teeth and struggled.

"Do I have to show respect? Are you going to bite me?" The tall man lifted the hat off the short man's head.

The short man's mangy head, which looked like it had been bitten by a dog, was exposed to the air.

"You bastard..." The short man jumped up suddenly, grabbed the hat and put it on.

Seeing that it was getting late, Shen Zhilan, who was a little frightened, suddenly heard a noise, and was too frightened to wait any longer.

Just want to run.

"The pig wants to jump through the hoop!" The tall man suddenly noticed that the prey in the air vent seemed to be about to leave, and hurriedly chased after it.

Seeing this, the short man also trotted up.

After playing for so long, want to run? !

is it possible? !

Shen Zhilan didn't take a few steps when she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

She thought it was the man coming, and when she turned her head, two men with their faces covered tightly appeared in front of her.

Before she could react, the short man tore off the small satchel on her shoulder, turned around and ran away.

She subconsciously wanted to shout, but before she could open her mouth, the tall man kicked her in the stomach.

Shen Zhilan, who was kicked out in an instant, slammed into a century-old willow tree by the river bank.

A piercing pain in her back invaded her brain.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of the two of them.