Seeing this, Wang Meilan subconsciously looked at Zhao Jun, and Zhao Jun slowly nodded to her, meaning that she would tell Wang Meilan that it was okay, mom, just do it.

Zhao Jun thought about it and said that the so-called difficult thing is nothing more than borrowing money. If the one who gave Zhao Hong and Zhao Na in his previous life was Wang Changhai, then the old man wanted to borrow a few thousand yuan, that would not be a problem.

But at this time, Wang Changhai pulled over the cotton jacket he had placed on the kang and said to Wang Yanshuang: "Boss, give it out."

"Hey, I understand, dad." Wang Yanshuang responded, turned around and pulled his cotton jacket over.

Before Wang Meilan could react, Zhao Jun realized that Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang had torn the inside of their cotton jackets apart.

"Uncle Six, what are you doing?" This scene was stunned by Wang Meilan. Wang Meilan also thought that the old man wanted to borrow money, but his son just expressed his opinion to him, so Wang Meilan felt quite confident.

But when Wang Meilan saw this, she was also confused.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Immediately afterwards, Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang took out money from his cotton jacket.

This time, it looks a bit like Zhao Youcai.

But from this point of view, the two of them didn't seem to borrow money. Because there were more and more money on the kang table, they were about to go to two thousand.

"No, Uncle Six?" Wang Meilan asked Wang Changhai again and said, "What are you doing?"

Wang Changhai didn't say what he was going to do, but waved to Wang Meilan and continued to take out the money from his cotton jacket.

It can be seen that although the cotton-padded coat of Wang's father and son is not new, the cotton inside is quite thick, and it should be all new. The thick coat must be to hide money.

In just a dozen seconds, a lot of money had been stacked on the table.

Zhao Jun looked at it and estimated that it was more than 3,000.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun knew that he had misunderstood the two of them just now, and thought they wanted to show themselves what it means to have a distant relative in the deep mountains.

But what I didn't expect was that the two of them were quite rich.

"What are you doing, Uncle Six?" Wang Meilan asked again, and the old man ignored her. He just waited for his father and son to clean up the money from his cotton jacket. Looking at the piles of money on the table, Wang Changhai treated Wang Meilan.

He said: "Lanzi, Uncle Six will tell you first. Uncle Six is ​​buying things from you, so it is definitely not for nothing."

"No?" Wang Meilan glanced at Zhao Jun, then looked at Wang Changhai, and asked, "Uncle Six, tell me first, what are you going to buy?"

The money on the kang table now has to be more than 4,000 yuan. Is this going to buy bear gall? Then don’t you have to go so far, right?

At this moment, Wang Changhai slapped the pile of money with his right hand, raised his left hand, raised his index finger, and said to Wang Meilan: "Uncle Six bought you a tiger blood ball, just one."
Chapter completed!