Women's Private Club

Seeing Bai Yemeng like this, Huang Zixiao strengthened his judgment, and then walked around with the money bag, to open the car door and get in the car, and return to the city with Bai Yemeng.

Until Huang Zixiao sat back in the passenger seat, Bai Yemeng was still lying on the steering wheel motionless.

"Yemeng, let's go back, I really can't use this money." Huang Zixiao said.

Bai Yemeng already knew that Huang Zixiao had returned to the car, and was even more moved, but at the same time, the feeling of happiness and sweetness faded away.Sad and sad like this scene, Huang Zixiao and Bai Yemeng are like two people in trouble, sad, helpless, sad, moved, almost knocking them down at the same time.

After a long while, Bai Yemeng suddenly raised his head.While raising her head, she hurriedly wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with her hands, trying to restore herself to normal, and sighed quietly: "This money is not used to shoot \itv, so you can use it at ease." Women's Private Club 172

"Yemeng, don't lie to me."

"If you really want to shoot iitv, you still have to be my hero. If you want to shoot, I have notified you in advance."

"Night Dream, but..."

Bai Yemeng immediately interrupted him, saying: "But what but? Are you looking down on my financial strength?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that?"

"Then what do you mean?"

"I feel like your money is for filming MTV."

"Fart, don't I know what to do with my money?

I lent it to you, so don't ink with me anymore, okay?

How many times do I have to tell you, this money is not for filming MTV, it's my idle money,

"Night dream..."

Bai Yemeng didn't want to hear what he had to say, so she simply opened the door and got out of the car, then said to Huang Zixiao, "Get out of the car, and you too."

Huang Zixiao had no choice but to get out of the car, but this time he didn't take off the money bag, but left the money bag on the car.

Bai Yemeng pointed to the sky and said, "Zi Xiao, look at the sky."

Huang Zixiao looked up and found that at some point, the sky had turned gloomy.

The wind also blows stronger and stronger, blowing Bai Yemeng's hair fluttering.

Huang Zixiao said softly, "It looks like it's going to rain today."

Bai Yemeng said: "Yes, it's going to rain. Now it's almost the rainy season. If your house in your hometown is not flipped, can you feel at ease?"

Hearing this, Huang Zixiao couldn't help but shudder, and looked up at the sky worriedly.Women's Private Club 172

"Zi Xiao, have you forgotten the dream you had? You should go back now, and you can't delay the renovation of the house for another day. The rainy season is coming soon, and it is really dangerous if the old house is not renovated."

Hearing this, Huang Zixiao shuddered all over his body, and the nightmare of that night came to mind again. His beloved sister was buried in the collapsed house.

Bai Yemeng looked at him carefully, and then said: "I will lend you the money, so don't feel uneasy. Let me see it this way, you can write me an IOU now."

As Bai Yemeng said, he took out the money bag from the car, took out the paper and pen from the bag, and handed it to Huang Zixiao.

Huang Zixiao was very confused in his heart, but he knew that the matter of renovating the house could not be delayed any longer, so he reached out to take the pen and paper, and gave Bai Yemeng an IOU.

Bai Yemeng didn't even look at it, and put the IOU, paper and pen back into the money bag.He said to Huang Zixiao: "It's okay, you go, I have to go back to the company."

Huang Zixiao nodded gratefully to Bai Yemeng, turned around and took out the money bag from the car, walked quickly to the black car, opened the door and got in the car.

Watching the black car slowly drive up the expressway, Bai Yemeng returned to the car with peace of mind, turned the car around, and ran towards the company.

The sky was getting darker and thicker, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. Huang Zixiao was anxious and urged the driver to drive faster.

When they arrived at the village, the sky was overcast as if it was getting dark. Huang Zixiao hurriedly greeted the driver and told him to go back.

He jumped out of the car, carrying the purse, and rushed home impatiently.

This rain seemed to be specifically against Huang Zixiao. When Huang Zixiao entered the village, it began to rain heavily. Huang Zixiao held the money bag tightly in his arms and ran quickly towards the house go.

Fortunately, the money bag is made of plastic, otherwise, the money in the bag would have been soaked.

The nightmare that Huang Zixiao had that night was about rushing home in the storm. Unexpectedly, he really rushed home in the storm.

The dream and reality were so close that Huang Zixiao almost collapsed.

Huang Zixiao was drenched and ran into the house out of breath.

The old lady was feeding medicine to the old man who was lying on the bed, and when she saw a person rushing in from the rain, the two old people were shocked.

After a closer look, I found that it was my son who had returned.

"Xiao Er, why are you back?" The old woman put down the medicine bowl and hurried to her son.

Huang Zixiao didn't bother to greet his parents at all, he just looked up at the roof.

Suddenly, Huang Zixiao rushed into the back room and found his younger sister lying on the bed, looking straight at the roof with fear in her eyes.

Huang Zixiao ran over quickly and said, "Sister, I'm back."

Due to the strong rain and strong wind, when Huang Zixiao just entered the door, Xiao Ziyue didn't hear it.

She turned her head and saw that her brother had returned, and she immediately lost her expression of fear. She looked at her brother in surprise and said, "Brother, you are finally back."

"Sister, are you okay?" Huang Zixiao said as he came to the bed, and when he was about to reach out to hug his sister, he found that his whole body was already soaked.

At this moment, the old woman shouted from the outhouse: "The roof is leaking again."