"I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense, that's what I am talking about!"

"Shut up!"

Lu Yan looked at Shen Kuo and smiled apologetically.

Shen Kuo did not hesitate, reached into his bag and took out a one hundred yuan bill.

Lu Zhen looked at the banknote and said sarcastically: "We don't want to make up for it."

"No need to make up."

Shen Kuo stumbled away from him and even bumped his shoulder unceremoniously, causing him to stumble backward and almost trip.

He did not put the money into the guitar case, but walked up to Lu Yan, folded the bills neatly with his deft hands, put them into the small purse in front of Lu Yan, lowered his head and said a few words in her ear.

talk.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lu Zhen coldly and turned to leave.

Lu Yan touched her purse, her soft cheeks flushed slightly, and nodded.

"Really?" Lu Zhen hurried over and tried to take out the hundred-yuan note from Lu Yan's bag: "His dog, Japan Railway, must have gotten a fake note! Quickly show me!"

Lu Yan quickly covered her purse: "He gave it to me!"

"What's for you!"

"Shen Kuo said it himself, this is the money given to me to buy rice bubbles."

"I just know how to eat. This money is enough to buy ten carts of rice bubble tubes. I can't support you to death!"

Twenty years ago, the value of one hundred yuan would have almost doubled seven or eight times, which is why Lu Zhen reacted like this.

Lu Yan looked at Shen Kuo's tall figure gradually disappearing in the sunset.

In her impression, he was sullen, cold, with a hidden smile...

But he just put the money into her purse and asked her to take the money to buy rice bubble tubes to eat, and his dark brown eyes...

It's so gentle to the extreme.

In the evening, Shen Kuo came out of his yard and saw his neighbor's widow Chen Yueqin hanging clothes to dry at the entrance of the alley.

"Xiao Kuo is at home. Have you had dinner?" Chen Yueqin said to him diligently: "Our family has stewed chicken soup. Can I get a bowl for you, father and son?"

"No need." Shen Kuo refused coldly.

Chen Yueqin's face was still full of smiles: "If there are any dirty clothes in the house, bring them to Aunt Chen, and Aunt Chen will wash them for you."

Shen Kuo certainly knew what Chen Yueqin was up to. His father, Shen Jianxun, contracted pneumoconiosis due to long-term unprotected labor in the cement factory. The factory paid a large sum of money as a pension for his father's later treatment and conditioning.

Chen Yueqin has no job and no source of income, so naturally she is interested in the huge pension.

Shen Kuo locked the door to the room, and when he turned around, he gave Chen Yueqin a cold look: "Don't come to my house again from now on."

"Oh, you're at school during the day and working outside at night. It's not okay for your dad to have no one to take care of you."

Chen Yueqin shook out a floral blouse and hung it to dry on the wire: "I heard your dad groaning in pain, and I felt uncomfortable in my heart. How could I bear to ignore it? If you didn't ask me to come, what if you

Dad has a problem at home, what should I do?"

"I'll hire a babysitter."

Chen Yueqin's smile deepened: "What are you going to do with that wasted money? I'll help you when I'm here, and your dad will have someone to talk to."

Shen Kuo didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Chen Yueqin poured into Shen Jianxun, making him really think that this woman really wanted to live with him.

But Shen Kuo could see clearly that this woman had no good intentions. She was a scoundrel in the market. The more he talked to her nicely, the more she got into trouble. Shen Kuo had seen many such people.

"Do you really want to marry my dad?"

"Oh, you said this..." Chen Yueqin said shyly, "It's just to keep each other company. It's so embarrassing to say whether you want to marry or not."

Shen Kuo smiled coldly, with a chill in his eyes: "I heard that you have a daughter."

Sensing Shen Kuo's unkindness, Chen Yueqin suddenly became nervous: "You, what do you want to do?"

Shen Kuo slowly approached and said in a deep voice in a voice that only she could hear: "I also really want...more sisters."

The tip of his tongue deliberately emphasized the word "sister", and the frivolous look on his face made Chen Yueqin tense up, trembling and unable to speak.

This kid is very sinister, and he is not a good person!
Chapter completed!