Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 101 Money is easy to borrow, but it's hard to speak

   The third master laughed dryly, his face flushed and said: "Isn't this Yu Xiaoli pregnant, that~" After all, the third master was somewhat pedantic, and he didn't say anything about that for a long time.

   At this time, the third mother was still in the room coughing hard.

   The third master was refreshed before he said: "That... I really can't turn around..."

   Du Fei immediately understood that he was asking him to borrow money.

   Seeing that the face of the third master was about to turn into a pig's liver, Du Fei didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "How much do you say?"

   "Ten ~ dollars!" The third master breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Okay!" Du Fei didn't say a word, and took out a big unity from his pocket.

  The third master hurriedly took it and put it in his pocket, for fear of being seen.

   "Xiao Du, the third master thank you! Go back and send you the loan note." The third master looked earnest and stammered: "That...you...you can..."

   "I understand~" Du Fei didn't wait for him to speak, and then continued: "Heaven knows it, you know I know."

   The third master nodded gratefully to Du Fei.

   If people knew that his dignified third master, the only intellectual in the courtyard, had reached the point of borrowing money from others, where would he put his old face!

   This is also the reason why the third master has a good relationship with Xu Daimao, but he did not ask him to borrow money.

   The third master knows best in his heart that once he talks to Xu Daimao, the money will definitely be borrowed.

   Obviously Du Fei is smarter and better at being a man, and knows the pain points of his third master.

   For the third master, compared to borrowing the ten yuan of favor, it is not as important as the sentence 'Heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know'.

  The third master returned to the house, and the third mother, who was waiting anxiously, immediately asked, "How is it?"

  The third master smiled wryly and shook his head.

   The third mother's face collapsed: "Did Xiao Du borrow it?"

  The third master took out the Great Unity from his pocket and handed it over.

  The third mother breathed a sigh of relief and said randomly: "This old thing, borrowed, why are you shaking your head!"

  The third master said: "I feel that the future generations are terrifying! I say this here, these children in our yard, if there is a future, it is guaranteed to be the Du family boy."

   "What did you say just now?" The third mother asked curiously.

The third master sighed: "Actually, I didn't say anything, it's just about borrowing money. But Du Fei, when I opened my mouth, he guessed that I can't save face, and I don't want people to know about this. I don't talk about my abilities. , just put this thought into the unit, which leader doesn't like it?"

  The third mother disagreed: "Is it so evil?"

   The third master pouted: "Xie Cheng is a few years older than others, and someone must be half as smart, and it will not be mixed up like this."

   The third mother also sighed when she mentioned her eldest son.

   Their family is good at calculating, and the third master is also known as Yan Laocao. In the final analysis, it is still a word for 'poor'.

   As long as you have a lot of money, who is willing to lick your face and compete with others.

  I originally hoped that the eldest Yan Tiecheng would get married, and he would pull out the bill by himself, which would reduce the burden.

  Who would have thought, Yan Tiecheng is also a helpless one...

  The third mother suddenly said: "Hey~ Lao Yan, can you ask Xiao Du for help, think of a way for the boss, and turn it into a big state?"

The third master was stunned for a moment, and looked at his mother-in-law, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You are also thinking blind, the big state business is so good! Not to mention that the Du family boy is still a temporary worker, even if he is really famous in the street, this matter He can't get in either."

  The third mother disapproved and said: "He can't do it, but he knows people who can! I heard from the neighborhood committee's sister Zhao that Xiao Du is very close to their leaders!"

   When the third master heard this, the pair of little **** under the glasses also glared: "Is there still such a thing?"

  The third mother said with an ambiguous expression: "The key leader is still a big girl in her early twenties..."

   said with an expression that you understand.

   The third master rolled his eyes and murmured, "Don't say hey! Why didn't I think of it! The Du family's boy looks so handsome, if he really wins their leaders... It might be a drama if it is solved."

  The third mother became excited when she heard it: "Old Yan, why don't you go and ask?"

The third master was much calmer: "What are you asking? Do you think 'big collective' to 'state-owned' is to pick up a piece of tofu on the street? Now Xie Cheng works in a collective enterprise with a monthly salary of 16 yuan. For seniority, start with at least 30 yuan. After this year, excluding other benefits, the salary is only 200 yuan short. Even if Xiao Du can do it, if we don’t have 500 yuan, how dare we come to ask for help?”

   When the third mother heard this, she shrunk the eggplant: "Then there is no hope for the boss?"

   Their family has five hundred yuan, and they still need to borrow ten yuan from Du Fei?

  The third master said solemnly: "That's not necessarily true, but... we have to think about it in the long run."

   At the same time, Du Fei entered the middle courtyard, but did not see Qin Huairou washing clothes.

   Recently this pretty widow has been doing laundry less and less frequently.

  The lamp is on in the pillar house, I don’t know what to cook, but I can smell the fragrance outside.

  Du Fei parked his bicycle and walked to the door of Qin Huairou's house. He opened the door and called, "Sister Qin! Are you at home?"

   "Hey~" The Pretty Widow's voice was not so crisp, but quite magnetic and pleasant.

   The voice fell, the door in front of him opened, and the curtain was opened to reveal a big fat face.

   "Yo, Aunt Jia, you have become rich again recently." Du Fei smiled and said, even though he didn't want to see Jia Zhang in his heart, he still had to do enough on the surface.

  Shi Jia Zhang smiled all over his face, and he really gave the impression of kindness and kindness: "Hey, you child, the aunt has such a fleshy face! Come in and sit down."

   Du Fei was not pretentious and walked in generously.

   Jia's house is not too small. Like Du Fei's house, it has two wing rooms, and it is cleaned inside and out.

  Du Fei came in and saw Qin Huairou wiping her hands with her apron. She was probably cooking and didn't have time to open the door.

   "Sister Qin, are you busy?" Du Fei said with a smile. He took another look at the stick that was standing aside, holding the pencil tightly in his hand.

  Since Jia Dongxu died, as the only man in the family, the male instinct made him see this as his territory, and all other males who invaded here as enemies.

  The pillar is so good for the stick, why this product doesn't deal with the pillar is this reason.

  From Bang'er's point of view, you obviously want to **** my mother, I still have to be nice to you? I want to eat fart!

   But facing Du Fei, Bangzhu was a little scared.

   In fact, for a little boy who suddenly lost his father's protection at the age of seven or eight, Bang'er is inherently weak and stern.

   He is eager to protect his mother and sister like an adult, but he has no matching power at all.

   In his perspective, any adult male is taller and stronger than him.

  The reason why he dared to slap the pillars against the pillars was that he had tested and tried again and again to determine that the pillars had power, but they would not use them against him.

   (end of this chapter)