After thinking about it, Ling Ming puts down his tools and goes to the end of the village. Seeing Ling Ming like this, Ling Weiwei felt a little sad. At this time in 1997, Ling Ming couldn't stand up to Ling Wei's plea and lent him 5000 yuan from his family to baoyutang. As a result, Ling Wei lost all his money in those years because of the bad market. In the end, she didn't pay it back. Her grandmother helped the second uncle's family and tried to deny it, but Ling Ming's plea failed, I can only admit my fate. I've been scolded by Wang Xiaoyu for several years, but Ling Ming can't help it. After all, he is a flesh and blood brother.

So ling Weiwei can only break the beginning now, and the money will not go back.

Five thousand yuan in 1997 is worth more than fifty thousand yuan in 14 years. That's the only money in their family. She remembers that this was the reason why her family was miserable in school. Her parents were miserable too. In the end, she borrowed foreign debt. Thinking of the second uncle's Rogue nature of nibbling at his brother's money, Ling Weiwei gritted her teeth, She whispered to Wang Xiaoyu: "Mom, this money can't be put at home, otherwise dad can't stand grandma and second uncle. Maybe one day he will secretly take it to them..." that's what happened in the last life.

Thinking about Ling Ming's temperament, Wang Xiaoyu bit her teeth and nodded: "it's OK, but where is the money hidden?" She frowned, the family is small, only three tile roofed rooms, hiding where Ling Ming will not find it?!

Ling Weiwei said with a smile: "Mom, you put me here first. I'll go to the bank to deposit it. I'm 16 years old and I've already got my ID card. I'll open an account in the bank to deposit it. Dad can't get it..."

Wang Xiaoyu still trusted her daughter very much, so she said with a smile: "OK, you go quickly and go today, otherwise it's hard to say that your father has come back. He is too honest. Originally, the money was going to be released first to collect some interest..."

Wang Xiaoyu sighed, but her voice was very helpless. In 1997, Ling Weiwei knew that she could collect three percent of the interest for 1000 yuan. She received at least 360 yuan of interest all year round, which was a huge sum of money. At that time, she was generally poor, and the interest was naturally high, unlike the one cent interest later. Usury in rural areas is always like this. Many families can only turn over in ten or eight years.

Ling Weiwei said with a smile: "although the bank interest is low, it's better than the money. Mom, I'll take the bus at the head of the village to the town first, and then I'll go back to... "

"You can be careful with your money..." Wang Xiaoyu was a little worried. Ling Weiwei nodded, watched her go to the bedroom, turned a cloth bag out of the stone hole under the ground, and then gave her a neat stack of banknotes. She said uneasily: "if it were winter, it would be good. The money could be held in her arms, but now..."

"Mom, you are so careful, the thief is staring at tightly, but a little more generous..." Ling Weiwei took out a cloth schoolbag from the room and said with a smile: "put it here. I carry it on my back

Wang Xiaoyu repeatedly told her to be careful, and then watched her go out.

After Ling Weiwei went out of the door, she had some feelings. Her mother really trusted her, and she made them suffer a lot in her last life. In this life, she will never make the same mistake again. She swears.

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