Chapter 332 Isnt it just money?
Song Ping'an is a 30-year-old "uncle" who has gotten married.
There is a well-behaved daughter at home named Song Lele.
He has a wife with average appearance but slim figure and long chopstick legs, named Cai Yiyao.
This weekend is the fourth week when Song Ping'an "off" to accompany his wife and daughter at home to enjoy family life.
In the afternoon, Song Ping'an, who took his baby daughter from the playground to sweating, returned home.
While preparing dinner, Cai Yiyao listened to him gently in a crisp voice:
"How many times do you tell me not to buy snacks for Nannan to eat? I just can't remember it?"
"It's a waste of money and affects the appetite of children!"
"You don't know what's going on in our family right now, right?"
"I also go to the playground every week. Do you understand if your kids are ignorant?"
"I'm all supporting this family now. The little money I earn from going to the bar will be ruined by you guys!"
Song Ping'an served the food on the table. Seeing his wife changing her daughter's clothes with great force, her daughter looked uncomfortable and afraid to speak out because of fear, and felt a little distressed.
I couldn't help but retort: "Why are you as exaggerated? Don't I go home with my salary every month?"
"You're so embarrassed to say it?" The man's rare resounding speech completely ignited the woman's fighting spirit.
Cai Yiyao let go of her daughter Song Lele, stood up and glared at Song Ping'an and shouted: "At the time, she was a formal employee of Boai Group, and she had a bonus at the end of her work. What are you now?"
"As a bullshit resource team, people are eating a lot of oil and they are all over the place, but you didn't earn any points!"
"I wonder why you are different from others when you are all men?"
"I don't expect you to earn much house. At least I can add some savings to my family! Nothing is wrong!"
"It's even better now, I don't even have a resource team! If you don't go back to such a good group of Boai, stay in such a broken academy and wait for death?"
"Look at yourself! I have to work, no income, no income, no income, no personality!"
Song Ping'an served the rice silently.
for a long time.
He said to his wife: "Don't be angry, have a meal first, I'll go find a part-time job tomorrow."
"Eat! Nothing!" Cai Yiyao became more and more angry as she spoke, and pushed her job away and turned around and went out.
"Where are you going?" Song Ping'an chased out and asked.
Cai Yiyao put on high heels and said angrily: "Where can you go to work to make money!"
Watching his wife's figure quickly leaving.
Song Ping'an silently closed the door.
My daughter Song Lele gently pulled the corner of his clothes and asked, "Dad, did I do something wrong to make my mother angry?"
Song Ping'an squatted down, hugged his daughter gently and said, "You are right, you are not right, it's because your father didn't do it well to make your mother angry."
Song Lele blinked his big eyes and thought for a while.
He said to Song Ping'an carefully: "Dad, next week, I don't want to go to the playground."
Song Ping'an was slightly stunned: "Why? Are you tired of playing? Why don't we change to the water park in the second area?"
Song Lele's eyes lit up.
Then he quickly went dark again.
He shook his head and said, "I don't want to go anymore. I want to help my mother fold clothes at home."
Song Ping'an frowned: "Did my mother tell you?"
"No, it's what I thought about." Song Lele seemed to be trapped in memories: "In the past, she would laugh if I helped my mother fold her clothes, but now I haven't seen her smile for a long time. I want to help fold her clothes."
Song Ping'an touched his daughter's head, feeling a little bitter.
He took a deep breath.
He smiled and said to Song Lele: "Lele is so good. Then, then my father will help fold clothes with Lele to make my mother laugh, okay?"
Song Lele nodded vigorously and smiled happily with a grin.
The two of them served the table to have dinner.
Neither hurry or slow.
After eating, clean up the dishes.
After watching the interesting news about climbing the tower for a while.
He kept coaxing his daughter to sleep until night.
It's late at night at 11:30.
Cai Yiyao opened the door and went home drunk with a drunken body.
Song Ping'an quickly poured some hot water and made tea for her, and then put a wet towel to wipe her face.
Cai Yiyao pushed his hand away impatiently.
Take out a card from the chest inside the clothes and throw it on the table.
Song Ping'an picked up the card and saw the words "Yue Lun Group Yue Lun" written on it.
As expected.
This is Chen Hansheng's signature after the rise of Boai Group - carve business cards with the World Tower props.
It's so cool and stylish.
This has led to many small groups following the trend.
Indirectly, the price of props that can make business cards has risen sharply.
Especially this kind of ordinary prop [fuel card] with about 300 layers has increased from 7 to 8,000 yuan to nearly 20,000 yuan.
There is still a shortage of supply.
On the one hand, it is because it is difficult to obtain 300-layer props.
On the other hand, it is also because [fuel card] is the most authentic "Chen Hansheng raw material".
Followers are proud of using the [fuel card] as their business card.
This so-called "Yuelun Group" can use this genuine prop as a business card, and it must be of great strength.
only..
Song Ping'an thought of the location of this business card.
Feeling a little uncomfortable.
He held the business card and said to Cai Yiyao: "Didn't he just say he was responsible for sales and no longer drank with customers?"
Cai Yiyao was sniffing alcohol and poured it on a chair and covered her face with a towel: "Who cares about you if you don't sell wine these days if you drink two glasses with you?"
"But." Song Ping'an said in a muffled voice: "It's not good for those guests to use their hands and feet like this?"
Cai Yiyao stood up and sneered, "What? I think I'm embarrassing to you? Then you're making money for me!"
She became more and more excited as she spoke.
The sound became louder and louder: "Do you know how much this card is worth? 20,000!"
"If you have the ability, you can use this kind of card to fuck me!"
"You can earn 20,000 yuan a day. If you want to get this kind of card, you can just fuck me!"
"I can't make money without the ability and have the shame of being embarrassed! If I don't go out to sell you and your daughter, I will starve to death!"
Song Ping'an whispered unhappy: "Worry and don't wake up the child! The group now pays me on time every month, and 5,000 yuan a month will not starve people to death, right? I'll try to find a part-time job tomorrow. After all, I can have a small 10,000 yuan a month to support my family."
"It's so bad!" Cai Yiyao shook off her high heels disdainfully, and was too lazy to say that she got up and walked to the bathroom to prepare to wash up.
Song Ping'an silently put his shoes, went to the bathroom, and whispered through the door: "Wife, I beg you, don't go to work at the bar, right? Isn't it good for us to return to the ordinary life we used to be?"
"Before?" Cai Yiyao's voice came from the door: "I used to be blind and married to you, this cowardly! I had known that I would have been so poor all my life. I should have agreed to the blind date arranged by my family to marry that fat man. At least there is a supermarket that earns millions of food and clothing every year without worrying about food and clothing!"
He was always pointed at the nose and scolded.
The clay man also has a lot of anger.
Song Ping'an couldn't bear it anymore and replied: "I regret it so much that it's too late for you to go now!"
"call"
The bathroom door suddenly opened.
Cai Yiyao walked out with a pale face, stared at Song Ping'an and said, "I want to rely on me if I can't make money? I tell you that the ones named Song are all forced by you!"
The two of them quarrel was interrupted by Song Lele's crying.
Song Ping'an hurried into the bedroom and hugged his daughter.
Cai Yiyao also walked to the bed and sighed with a calm face.
Song Lele cried loudly and said to her: "Don't be angry Mom...Lele won't go to the playground anymore...Lele helps mom fold clothes."
Cai Yiyao was stunned.
Song Ping'an gritted his teeth.
He frowned as if he made up his mind: "Isn't it just money? I'll go into the tower tonight! Take good care of your daughter!"
Cai Yiyao saw him biting his back teeth.
Suddenly I felt a little nervous.
He asked quickly, "What do you want to do?"
Song Ping'an stood up, looked around with attachment, and finally his eyes fell on his daughter.
Chapter completed!