Supernatural doctor concubine super cute

Chapter 22 has been evacuated again!
Jiang Ying was panting from running, and when she spoke, her little face flushed with anxiety.

When Hua Qianran came back, she tried her best to keep a low profile, but after all, she brought a lot of things back and brought them back by car, which somehow alarmed some villagers in the village.

Soon, Jiang Ping also knew.

When he heard that Hua Qianran actually had money to buy something, he even called a car to bring it back, that was terrible.So, he dragged his aunt and others to Hua Qianran's house to move things.

Hua Qianran didn't let Mrs. Su follow, she asked her second aunt to take care of Mrs. Su, and she hurried back.

After she went back, she found...the house was evacuated again!

Hua Qianran is so angry!
She went to the kitchen with a dark face, picked up the kitchen knife directly, and rushed to the uncle's house with great momentum!

The uncle is not at home right now, the aunt and the others are in the yard, touching the dressing table brought from Hua Qianran, with joy on their faces.

Hua Qianran bought a dressing table this time, and also bought some kitchen utensils, rice, oil, salt, flour, and some fresh ingredients.

She had put these things in the house when she went back, thinking of sending some fish and meat to the second aunt first, and then tidying up when she came back, but she never thought that Jiang Ping would be so shameless.

The eldest aunt looked at these things, her eyes sparkled, and she moved them all home.

"This dressing table is so exquisite, does it cost a lot of money?" Jiang Xing looked at the dressing table, his face was filled with joy, "Mother, how much money did you think Qian Ran spent to buy it?"

"At least five taels." The aunt clicked her tongue, envious of her.

"This damn girl doesn't know where she got so much money, so she won't give it to me! Hmph, I'll move as much as he buys, and I'll sell it!" Jiang Ping said proudly.

"Such a good dressing table, how can you just sell it? If you don't use it, leave it to me!" Jiang Xingcai was reluctant to sell such a good dressing table!
Jiang Ping glanced at Jiang Xing, stretched out his hand in displeasure, and said, "Sister Xing, if you want it, you can give me the money, if you don't give me the money, then I will be at a loss!"

Jiang Xing glared at Jiang Ping angrily, reached out and patted his hand, and said, "Stinky boy, why do you want so much money? You want to block it again, don't you? Do you still owe me too little money?" ? I just want this dressing table, what can you do?"

Jiang Ping withdrew his hand, choked for a moment, and said helplessly, "Yes, I will give it to you if you want it. Isn't it okay to give it to you? No wonder you can't get married..."

Jiang Ping muttered the last two sentences in a low voice, Jiang Xing vaguely heard the unpleasant words, and said with a face, "What did you say?"

"No..." Jiang Ping shook his head hastily.

The aunt patted Jiang Xing's hand, and said: "Oh, what is so fierce! How can this dressing table be used by you alone? I have to use it too! By the way, this dead girl has a lot of money on her, look at this There are fish and meat, and these pots and pans... Oh, this prodigal girl, these are the best, they are not cheap!"

The eldest aunt was flipping through the things she brought back, while she was talking about Hua Qianran's prodigal family.

"I like this, I want it." Jiang Xing found a beautiful bowl and hugged it quickly.

"This is good, don't fight with me!"

"I want this……"

When Hua Qianran came, she saw Dafang's three daughters and Jiang Ping dividing up her belongings, and they were very active!
"Jiang Ping!" Hua Qianran roared angrily.

(End of this chapter)