The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Chapter 18
"Ms. Huang, as long as the amount you mentioned matches what Jiang Chen picked up, it means that the money was indeed lost by you. Otherwise, it means that the money is not yours."

Ruan Qingqing's words were unanimously approved by the county people.

"Aunt Huang, tell me, you lost a lot of money."

Aunt Huang's face was flushed, and her mind was spinning wildly.

She only saw that Jiang Chen picked up money, all of which were ten yuan, but she didn't see how much it was, and she wasn't sure if there were other denominations in it.

After thinking about it, Aunt Huang decided to bite the bullet and give it a shot. If she got it right, she would make a profit.

"I don't remember exactly how many there are, but there are more than 100 yuan anyway."

"If it's more than 100, how much is it? Ten yuan or 20 yuan? Or four and 50 yuan? Do you remember the approximate number?"

Although life is better now, for ordinary working families like them, more than 100 yuan is not a small amount.

I can't remember the change bills of one yuan and eighty cents, but the big bills of five and ten yuan must be counted in my heart.

Aunt Huang couldn't get off the tiger, on the one hand for her own face, on the other hand she was even more reluctant to let the duck fly away.

She gritted her teeth and announced a number, "More than 140!"

Ruan breathed a sigh of relief.

She was pretending to be calm, but she was actually very nervous in her heart, worried that Aunt Huang would mistakenly say the exact number, and then she would be at a loss.

Ruan gently turned her head to signal Jiang Chen, "Jiang Chen, show everyone the money."

The "little boy" also hurriedly urged, "Yes, brother, take out the money and have a fight."

Jiang Chen glanced at Ruan gently, took out the money in his trouser pocket, and counted them one by one in front of everyone.

"Ten, twenty..."

No more, no less, exactly 100 yuan, all of which are brand-new great unity.

"As you can see, what Jiang Chen picked up was 100 yuan, all of which belonged to the Great Unity, so the money did not belong to Aunt Huang."

Aunt Huang didn't believe in evil, and she was unwilling to accept this result. She pointed to Jiang Chen's trouser pockets and insisted that there were still in them. Jiang Chen was so angry that he turned both trouser pockets out.

The crowd around the audience whispered to each other, pointing at Aunt Huang and wondering who lost the money.

One hundred yuan is not a lot, but it is also a lot, which is equivalent to a worker's monthly income.

Aunt Huang's old face was as red as a rooster's comb. She was ashamed and unwilling to let such a fortune fall into Jiang Chen's hands for nothing.

"Even if I didn't lose the money, it's not his! Maybe he stole someone else's money! You must call the police and hand it over to the police!"

Ruan Qingqing also didn't expect that at this time, Aunt Huang would playfully pour dirty water on Jiang Chen's head.

"Aunt Huang, do you have evidence? If not, please don't open your mouth to slander others for stealing!"

Someone echoed, "Aunt Huang, didn't you just say that Xiao Jiang picked up the money at the stairs? Why did you say that someone stole it? You can eat but not talk nonsense."

Aunt Huang came here casually, and she doesn’t need to be responsible for talking nonsense anyway, “When I went out, I saw a wad of money in his hand. He is a thief.

"I RTM, which bitch's money will be picked up by labor and management!"

Jiang Chen obviously lost his patience when Bai Bai caused a commotion, threw the money on the ground with a sullen face, and dragged his younger brother home without looking back.

Ten cards of Great Unity were scattered on the ground, and the crowd looked at me and I looked at you, and they all wanted to pick it up but were embarrassed.

If you pick it up, you will be the son of a turtle.

Ruan Qingqing was even more embarrassed and depressed, it was obviously her money, but she admitted that it was not, and it was not true if she did not admit it.

"I picked up money! Everyone wants it!"

Someone yelled, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly boiled, and the ten cards of Great Unity were snatched up in an instant.

Those who found the money were beaming, while those who did not find it scolded their mothers.

Ruan Qingqing was even more depressed, almost crying because of her stupidity.

She felt that Jiang Chen knew that the money belonged to her. He could return the money to her, but he deliberately said it was Guizi's money and threw it on the ground.

That's abominable!

It makes sense for her to hate him so much in her previous life!

Ruan Qingqing's feeling is correct, Jiang Chen did guess that Ruan Qingqing lost the 100 yuan.

In the entire unit building, Ruan Qingqing is an eye-catching and unique existence.

She always wears colorful little skirts, revealing white and tender arms and slender legs like lotus root joints, delicate and soft, watery, like budding flower bones on branches in spring morning.

Outside the unit building, he recognized her with just a glance.

Watching her run upstairs like a rabbit and hide in the dark.

Just because he scolded her yesterday, she came up with this method to tease him, and she was really right to scold her, Mrs. Gua.He just deliberately scolded Guizi's money and threw her money on the ground.

Imagining how she was tearing up with anger, he felt a kind of joy in his heart to achieve a prank.

"Brother, did you really pick up that money?"

"if not?"

Jiang Chen had a cold face and a harsh tone, which looked scary, but Jiang Yao had already gotten used to it.

She pursed her lips, went into the kitchen and scooped the porridge from the tin pot into a sea bowl, and took two pickled cowpeas from the kimchi jar, and brought them out to the dining table.

Jiang Chen washed his face, sat down at the dining table with his wet face on his face, looked at the porridge in the bowl that was so clear that his face could be seen, stirred it twice with chopsticks, and said angrily: "Clear soup with little water, human beings They will all be eaten away."

Jiang Yao became annoyed, "There's no rice on the roof!"

Jiang Chen picked up the bowl and drank two big gulps, suppressing the anxious feeling in his stomach due to hunger, and then said, "It's only been a few days, and the rice is gone again?"

"So a little bit of rice, do you think you'll have to eat it for the rest of your life?"

Jiang Chen picked up the rice, drank the porridge in the bowl in a few mouthfuls, and then asked how much money was left at home.

Jiang Yao took out a rusty iron box, opened it, and there were a few odd and small tickets inside.

"There are still five cents and three points."

With this amount of money, you can only buy two catties of rice, and three people can eat it for up to four days.

Jiang Yao closed the iron box, full of resentment, "You shouldn't have thrown away the money, the money you picked up for nothing, neither stolen nor robbed, no matter what others say."

Jiang Chen glanced at his sister, "I will find a way to deal with the money, so I won't be hungry."

Jiang Yao went back to the room angrily holding the iron box.

Jiang Chen washed the bowls and tin pots, then opened the door of another master bedroom and went in.

Hearing the movement, Lin Ronghua turned his head and saw that it was his son who came in, with a smile on his sallow and thin face.

"Yao'er is back, it's a little later than usual today?"

"It's a little late to finish work."

Jiang Chen bent down and carried Lin Ronghua into the toilet, and placed him on a simple chair nailed out of old wood.

When Lin Ronghua finished his convenience, he pushed open the door and went in, carried Lin Ronghua back to the bed and lay down, covered the quilt, turned around and picked up the medicine bottle on the wooden bench beside the bed, twisted it open, and found that the medicine bottle was empty.

He covered the medicine bottle as if nothing had happened, put it back on the bench, and turned to ask Lin Ronghua, "Have you washed your face?"

"Wash it, Yaoyao washed it for me, and even wiped my body, Yao'er, you go to sleep, don't worry about me." Lin Ronghua looked at his son distressedly.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, and turned back to the next room.

This room was a little smaller than Lin Ronghua's bedroom, and was divided into two small rooms by a cloth curtain in the middle. Jiang Chen slept on the left, and Jiang Yao slept on the right.

Jiang Chen took off his coat and lay down on the bed. Although he was very thin, the small wooden bed could not bear the creaking.

Sitting on the other side of the curtain, Jiang Yao lowered her eyelids, "Brother, I don't want to study anymore."

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　　Ruan Qingqing, who likes to mention the turtle son after following the nickname of Gua Po Niang: Today is another good day~
　　
　
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