A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 171 Is this your mother’s money?

"Um!"

Jiang Weiguo smiled and stepped into the house he paid for.

 When he passed the table, he touched it and his hands were dusty. He clapped his hands in disgust.

“Second brother, the table is so dirty, why don’t you clean it?”

 “Wipe it, horse, wipe it right away!”

Jiang Weimin was clamoring fiercely in private, but when he really faced Jiang Weiguo, he was timid and afraid.

He said he wanted to wipe it, but he rummaged through the box to find something and couldn't find it. He took his own clothes and wiped them hard several times. When he folded them up, there was a layer of dust.

He wiped the chair with a clean area again and wiped it clean. Then he greeted Jiang Weiguo with a flattering smile, "Brother, sit down!"

 Jiang Weiguo didn't sit down. He was afraid that if he sat down, he wouldn't have to ask for the clothes he was wearing.

"Second brother, I heard that you were bitten. Judging from the situation, you were bitten, right? The bite seems not light. Does it hurt?"

Jiang Weiguo said, kicking his injured leg casually, which made Jiang Weimin almost jump up, tears welling up in his eyes again.

 “Brother, it hurts!”

 “It hurts?”

Jiang Weiguo tilted his head, seeming puzzled, "You said it hurt, how come I heard you laughing just now? Second brother, are you the one laughing?"

 “I’m not, I, I, it’s me who’s laughing!”

 Jiang Weimin really wanted to cry.

Jiang Weiguo's raised hand seemed to be about to hit him, but because of the turn, he simply scratched his neck.

Jiang Weiguo smiled and raised his chin at Jiang Weimin, "Come on, second brother, tell me if you have anything worth laughing about?"

"I…"

 Jiang Weimin's eyes could not help but drift up. On the one hand, he was afraid of Jiang Weiguo, but on the other hand, he tried his best to keep his money. The conflicting psychology made his legs tremble.

"Um?"

Jiang Weiguo said "hmm" with an accentuated tone, making Jiang Weimin almost kneel down.

Jiang Weiguo had a lot of humiliation before attacking him, which made him extremely frightened when he heard about it.

Jiang Weimin pressed his hands on the table, his mouth was trembling, and he spat out the truth without any resistance, "Brother, brother, my mother gave me a little money..." "Money!"

 Jiang Weiguo frowned slightly.

 He frowned, and Jiang Weimin became even more panicked.

“Brother, I haven’t spent any of the money my mother just gave me. It’s all here, here, here!”

Jiang Weimin ran to the bed with trembling legs and took out the money he had subconsciously hidden under the quilt.

 Shabby and old money, all in small denominations.

But how could Jiang Weiguo not know what was going on at home? This amount of money is probably enough to cover a week's expenses at home.

Jiang Weiguo's lips curved up with a mocking smile, "Is this my mother's money? Are you sure..."

"not mine?"

 Jiang Weiguo spoke in a very light tone.

 The lighter it can be said, the more uncertain it will be.

Jiang Weimin almost held the money he had just counted several times in his hands and handed it to Jiang Weiguo.

 “Brother, it’s yours, brother, I’ll give it all to you!”

Before the money was handed to Jiang Weiguo, he smelled the smell of feet. He couldn't imagine where the money had been placed before.

 Jiang Weiguo was disgusted, pointed at the table, and ordered, "Put it there!"

Jiang Weimin did not dare to delay for a moment, put all the money on it, bent over and bowed continuously.

 “Brother, it’s all here, all for you!”

Jiang Weimin thought that Jiang Weiguo would take it away, but he did not expect that Jiang Weiguo took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it with the same lighter that he had given to Li Jing before.

"elder brother!"

Jiang Weimin saw the money being set on fire and almost rushed towards him. His eyes were red, and he spoke urgently to stop Jiang Weiguo's cruel actions, "This, this, this, this money..."

 “What? Isn’t this money mine?”

Jiang Weiguo looked at the money counted on the table, tilting his head, his handsome face full of innocence.

 (End of this chapter)