Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 9 Don’t spend money lavishly

Warm sunlight passed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the library and fell on Feng Nanshu's body, making her long, silky hair and thick eyelashes seem to be plated with a layer of light gold.

 She sits upright, upright, quiet, and well-behaved.

Hands the corner of the page with slender fingers and turns the page gently, his smart eyes full of purity.

After reading this page, she pinched a shrimp **** and put it in her mouth, making a clicking sound, and then continued to turn to the next page.

After repeating this cycle several times, the packaging bag containing shrimp crackers gradually became empty.

It wasn't until Feng Nanshu took action again that she realized that this was the last piece, so she looked up at Jiang Qin.

 “I won’t eat it, you can eat it all.”

Feng Nanshu's eyes flashed with joy, he picked up the last piece and ate it into his mouth, then turned to the next page.

Jiang Qin stared at her for a long time, feeling that Feng Nanshu was indeed not joking with him.

 She really agreed to lend the money.

 But why does he feel so absurd?

 Don’t you need to make an IOU?

 Even if it doesn't help, you should ask me what to do and when to pay back the money.

Jiang Qin has the soul of a thirty-eight-year-old uncle. A pure creature like a high school student should be able to see through it at a glance, but he really can't understand Feng Nanshu's operations.

But this is normal. He had never been in contact with a rich woman before his rebirth, so it’s not surprising that he can’t understand her.

Perhaps all rich women are like this.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Feng Nanshu suddenly put the bookmark into the book, stood up, smoothed down his skirt, and put the book back on the bookshelf.

 She leaves on time at this time every day, and it seems that the access control is very strict.

But this time, before going out, Feng Nanshu paused deliberately, then turned around and waved goodbye to Jiang Qin.

  Not so aloof...

Jiang Qin watched her leave, then turned to look out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Through the glass, he could clearly see the black Bentley parked downstairs.

The driver was wearing white gloves and had already opened the door and was waiting respectfully, while the bodyguard was standing on the side of the door with a serious and alert expression.

Feng Nanshu walked out of the library quietly, got into the car without saying a word, and disappeared into the streets before dusk with the roar of the engine.

“Golden House and Yan Ruyu are actually the same person.”

　　　…”

 “I feel a little hungry suddenly, let’s go home first.”

Jiang Qin picked up the "Soft Rice Guide" and put it back on the bookshelf, rode back to Hongrong Home on Beier Road, and bought a drawer of xiaolongbao at the gate of the community.

 Today is Wednesday, a working day.

 Ms. Yuan Youqin is a staff member of the government guest house, and Mr. Jiang Zhenghong works in the Health Bureau, so there should be no one at home now, so he can only buy a small steamed bun to make do.

However, after eating so much takeout and instant noodles in his previous life, he is no longer a vegetarian and doesn't have excessive requirements for the quality of his rice.

What’s more, this steamed stuffed bun shop tastes really good, with thin crust and big fillings. Ten years later, it even opened a branch.

Jiang Qin picked up a bun from the plastic bag and took a bite. It was hot and oily. It was still the original recipe and still had a familiar taste.

 It’s just that the weather is too hot now, so I’m sweating after eating two.

Jiang Qin **** the plastic bag and planned to eat it at home.

　　At seven o'clock in the evening, the night came quietly.

Mr. Jiang Zhenghong returned home carrying two plastic bags, changed out of his slippers, and sat down on the sofa.

His forehead was covered with sweat and he was breathing heavily. He hurriedly called Jiang Qin to pour him some water.

"Dad, where have you been? Why are you so tired?" "Your mother said that the food in the Nancun wet market is cheap. I rode my bicycle for forty minutes and bought a bunch of them. They are all your favorites."

Jiang Qin put the water cup in front of him: "Isn't it just a few cents cheaper? It's not hard enough. Is our family that poor?"

Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of water and said with satisfaction: "This has nothing to do with poverty. You are going to college, and you have to marry a wife after college. In the future, there will be more places to spend money, and there will be more places to save. Of course we have to save, but we can no longer spend lavishly!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door shaft creaked, and the door was pushed open again.

Ms. Yuan Youqin walked in with a shopping bag from a department store, her expression was overjoyed and she was humming a tune.

Seeing this scene, the two men couldn't help but look at each other.

 “What did you buy?”

“Sister Xu from our workplace said that wool coats in the department store were on sale for half price, and I got a big deal!”

Jiang Zhenghong's eyes widened: "Wool coat? How much did you spend on it?"

Ms. Yuan Youqin showed a proud expression: “The original price was 888, but now it’s only 488.”

“Dad, is this what you said about not spending money lavishly?” Jiang Qin was shocked.

 “You prodigal bitch, it’s the dog days of summer, what kind of wool coat are you buying?”

 “What do you know? If it wasn’t the dog days of summer, the price wouldn’t be reduced!”

Jiang Zhenghong showed his majesty as the head of the family: "Jiang Qin has already passed the college entrance examination. After his grades are over, he has to buy wine and pay his tuition. There is a lot of money to spend."

Yuan Youqin changed her shoes and walked to the living room: "Aren't these my exact words? Also, did you go to the Nancun vegetable market when I asked you to go?"

“Of course I went. I did the math and found that the food at Nancun Market is much cheaper than our salt shop downstairs. I saved more than twenty dollars this time.”

“Then we saved three hundred and two today?”

Jiang Zhenghong’s mind didn’t even turn around for a long time: “Where did those three hundred come from?”

Ms. Yuan Youqin picked up the shopping bag in her hand: "I used 488 to buy a coat originally priced at 888. Didn't I save another 300 yuan here and there?"

“Youqin, I have to say something about you. Your concept of consumption is obviously wrong.”

“Jiang Zhenghong, I’ve been married to you for so many years but I haven’t bought any clothes. It’s just a wool coat and you still blame me?”

Jiang Qin watched happily from the side, feeling that this long-lost family dispute was heartwarming.

Dad is still in his prime, strong and strong, his hair has not turned gray at the age of fifty-three, and he has not secretly driven Didi to the point of fainting in the car in order to earn a down payment for himself.

My biological mother is still young and loves beauty. She would go shopping in department stores if she had a little money. She didn’t even dare to buy meat because she was saving money.

 This is definitely the happiest thing for him after his rebirth.

However, it was too mean for him to laugh while watching the show, and he soon brought trouble to himself, and received a blank stare from the couple.

“Jiang Qin, why are you laughing? Do you also think I shouldn’t buy this wool coat?”

Jiang Qin suppressed the smile on his face: "Mom, I want to make a lot of money in the future. I will never let you buy outdated discounted clothes again, and I will never let my dad go to the vegetable market so far away."

Yuan Youqin's expression was slightly stunned, and his eyes softened instantly: "This is my good son. Don't be like your father, who picks and picks all day long."

 “Where did I pick and search...”

Jiang Zhenghong's voice was a little weaker, and he obviously lacked confidence. When he turned around, he found that his mother-in-law had opened the shopping bag, and the bag actually contained rolls of toilet paper.

"What's this?"

“The leader said that all the inventory in the guest house must be replaced, so I took it back. Do you think you are the only one who knows how to be thrifty?”

Yuan Youqin said angrily, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Jiang Zhenghong was stunned, thinking to himself, you are just fishing for law enforcement!

 (End of this chapter)