Chapter 71 Where is the money? (2)

"How much... is there left? What's there to count? There's nothing in this house that doesn't cost money!" Liu Zhaodi mumbled.

"I gave you two hundred yuan last year, and this year it adds up to one hundred yuan. Plus the money from selling meat last time, how come there isn't much left?" Ruan Jiandang felt a little confused when he saw her vague expression. asked suspiciously.

"What do you mean by this?" Liu Zhaodi was still feeling guilty at first. When she heard this, she immediately exploded and glared at Ruan Jiandang: "Ruan Jiandang, do you have any conscience? I gave you children, but in the end you still suspect me of stealing. Spending your money, right? Tell me! What do you mean by that!"

"Why are you so angry? I didn't say anything else, I just asked you to count." Ruan Jiandang looked at her speechlessly.

"Then let me tell you, there is nothing good, definitely not two hundred, one hundred is enough!" Liu Zhaodi snorted coldly.

"What about the money?" Ruan Jiandang stared, obviously he didn't buy anything or eat, so why is there no money.

"Use it."

"Where did you use it?"

"There are so many places to use them, so I can't figure them all out."

"..." Ruan Jiandang.

silence.

Liu Zhaodi looked at Ruan Jiandang's silent look, and suddenly felt uneasy. She stood up and wanted to go out, but was held back by Ruan Jiandang. Ruan Jiandang looked at her sharply: "Bring me the money and let me see." Count yourself. "

"Count, what are you counting!" Liu Zhaodi panicked and shook his hand, but did not move away.

Seeing her like this, Ruan Jiandang didn't talk nonsense to her, turned around and walked into the back room. Although he didn't care about money, he also knew where Liu Zhaodi always kept his money.

Seeing him striding into the house and heading straight for the money jar, Liu Zhaodi was so confused that she quickly ran over to stop him and shouted anxiously: "His dad, his dad, I'll count, I'll count."

"No need!" If you didn't know Liu Zhaodi was evil at this time, then Ruan Jiandang would be a fool.

He shook her off and took out an iron can from the crack in the wall. Liu Zhaodi almost rushed over to him, grabbing his hand and looking at him pleadingly.

Ruan Jiandang shook her off again.

The money jar was opened and he poured all the money on the table.

There was no one worth a hundred yuan, not even one worth fifty yuan. There were only two scattered pieces of five yuan, and a dozen or so pieces of one yuan. He counted them with a sullen face, his face as black as the bottom of a pot: "Twenty-seven yuan and four cents?"

"Where's the other money?"

"This... I can explain it, I can explain it!" Liu Zhaodi looked at him anxiously, her eyes slightly red: "Our family originally saved two hundred dollars a year ago. Really, it was just that I went back some time ago... I Mom said she found a partner for Laifu, and he doesn’t want anything big, just a Feige brand bicycle.”

"You also know the situation of my family. My mother borrowed some money from me, but don't worry, when my brother has money, he will definitely pay it back. He will definitely do it."

"What about the money from the meat you sold just a few days ago? If I remember correctly, you didn't keep any of it, you sold it all, so you still have forty yuan, right?"

"That... that." Liu Zhaodi licked her lips, her expression even more guilty. She didn't dare to meet Ruan Jiandang's eyes. She turned away and explained in a low voice: "That... that one is not for sale... My mother said, Laifu There may be a wedding coming soon. Instead of buying meat then, why not smoke the meat into bacon and prepare it to save yourself the trouble..."

"So you gave all the money to your mother's family and took back the meat, right?" Ruan Jiandang couldn't believe it.