The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm

Chapter 1071: Campus Little Sweet Wen blackened female

  Brother Ming had a mouthful of old blood in his throat, and his blood almost soared.

   But the police were still watching. In order to get out as soon as possible, he had no IOU, so he had to write a receipt on the spot under the eyes of the police comrades, indicating that the two had been settled.

   "You are very capable!"

  Seeing the duck fly away, Brother Ming squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

  Xu Yin: "What are you capable of? I haven't even finished compulsory education."

  Jiang Zuoyu: "..."

  Brother Ming: "..."

   What are you alluding to?

  Although a few of them have graduated, they seem to have never studied in junior high school for three years.

  Xu Yin took a look at the IOU, then put it away, turned to Jiang Zuoyu and said, "Don't worry, I will ask your brother to reimburse you."

   "..."

  Brother Ming was taken into a police car, and the boy who was beaten also contacted his parents. He went to the hospital for an injury check first, and then was accompanied by his guardian to make a record.

   There is nothing wrong with Xu Yin, she is rushing to school.

   Missed the morning self-study, she didn't want to miss the first class, otherwise she would wait to be called by the old class to talk in the office.

   After walking a few steps, he found a tail dragging behind him.

   "Why are you following me? Aren't you still in junior high school?"

  Jiang Zuoyu realized that he was unconsciously following this woman to the gate of her school.

  His young face was embarrassed, and he turned and ran in the opposite direction.

  Xu Yin shook her head amusedly: Adolescent children are really unpredictable.

   After that, it was another day of being bombarded by imitation and real questions issued by teachers of various subjects.

  Not to mention the other students, even Xu Yin, who often sneaks extra meals for herself and drinks water from the Linghu Lake to keep the Lingtai clear, is exhausted. How can she remember what happened in the morning.

  The receipt of 800 yuan was also thrown behind her mind.

  She is not short of money now.

  Mother Xu gave her all the income from the tea in the small cafeteria, at least one hundred and eighty yuan a day.

  Three-point and one-line senior high school dogs, besides eating and drinking enough, what else can they need money for?

   What's more, she is a rich woman who has traveled through N mission worlds and has accumulated a lot of valuable goods on hand. How can she keep this mere 800 in her heart.

  She forgot everything, but Jiang Zuoyu was worried all day long.

I didn't go anywhere after school, and I got home at 5:30. Not only did I take the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks thrown in the sink when I went out in the morning, and put the pajamas I changed on the sofa into the washing machine, I also washed a handful of vegetables left in the refrigerator. Clean and drain in the drain basket.

  At first I wanted to cook the noodles, but I continued to eat the noodles with meat sauce for dinner, but I found that I couldn’t cook them. Should I put the water first or the noodles first? How much water should be put?

  He stood helplessly in the kitchen, staring at a handful of noodles as if he was staring at the most difficult thing in the world.

  Jiang Youjin opened the door and came in.

   Seeing his younger brother at home, he was slightly taken aback.

  Since his parents passed away and his adolescent brother was brainwashed by his uncle's family to see himself as a bad brother who stole his parents' compensation, this is the first time he stays at home after school.

  Looking around the living room, there are no clothes or socks littered on the sofa, the table is also clean, there are no takeaway boxes and used tissues, and the dishes and chopsticks in the morning are also cleaned up.

  Jiang Youjin couldn't help but glanced at his younger brother, changed?

   "...I'm hungry, do I still have noodles at night?"

   "Well, let me cook. You go to the balcony and collect the dry clothes. It may rain at night."

   At rest, Jiang Zuoyu ignored him.

   But today is not a guilty conscience.

  Jiang Youjin glanced back and saw that his younger brother was really obediently collecting clothes on the balcony, his eyes were thoughtful, he had no money to spend, and he couldn't wait until next month to pay living expenses, so he did some housework to earn pocket money?

  Jiang Zuoyu was also secretly looking at his brother.

  Seeing that he didn't show any signs of getting angry, I wondered in my heart: It cost eight hundred to dye my hair, and Brother Ming was almost caught in a loan shark trap, so his brother isn't angry?

  Absently put the clothes into the room, hesitantly went to the kitchen, saw that his brother had already cooked the noodles, and the green vegetables were also cooked, took a step forward, and rushed to take out the meat sauce jar from the refrigerator.

   "This meat sauce is delicious, where did you buy it?"

   It’s not that I have nothing to say, but I really think it’s delicious.

  Not only is it delicious, but the key point is that the meat is so big that you can tell it is authentic beef at a glance. In addition to beef, there are also peanuts, shiitake mushrooms, and dried tofu. It is delicious and super delicious.

After burying his head down and eating, Jiang Zuoyu remembered what happened in the morning, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and confessed: "I know you must know, this time I was careless, thinking Brother Ming was a good person, almost Follow his path. It won’t happen in the future, the eight hundred…at worst, it will be deducted from my living expenses next month.”

"Um?"

  Meeting Jiang Youjin's puzzled eyes, Jiang Zuoyu was sure that he really didn't know.

   "Morning, that girl...didn't the lady who was with you after school last time tell you?"

"say what?"

   "..."

   Does he count as self-inflicted?

   woo woo woo...

  Jiang Zuoyu was fooled by himself!

   Thought he would be lenient when he confessed. Seeing that he admitted his mistakes so well, his brother must have forgiven him after a few words, and the living expenses for the next month will be paid, and the 800 will not be deducted.

Now…

   "Brother, I was wrong!"

   Enduring the twitching of the veins on the forehead, Jiang Youjin finally understood why he came home so early today and performed well, and co-authoring is a guilty conscience.

   "She didn't tell me that I will ask her to pay back the money tomorrow."

  After a short pause, Jiang Zuoyu waited for his verdict:

   "The 800 yuan will be deducted from your living expenses in four installments."

  He snorted lowly, and he knew it was so.

   Fortunately, it is not a one-time deduction, but divided into four installments, which is still acceptable.

  Jiang Youjin glanced at him: "I told you before that any enjoyment expenses that do not meet your current status will not be reimbursed."

Jiang Zuoyu curled her lips: "The money is in your hands, how do you say what you want...Is that your girlfriend? You won't spend more money when you are in a relationship? Does this fit your current status? You only know me... only Xuzhou officials set fire to prevent the people from lighting lamps, hum!"

"come here."

  Jiang Youjin said to him, then went into the room and opened the locked drawer, and took out two passbooks, a card, a bank statement and a small book.

"This is the compensation from my parents. After receiving it, I opened a passbook. This card is the savings left by my parents. I drew the list after they left. After I finished the list, I transferred the money in the card to deposit. In this passbook, I recorded every expense. The first expense was for my parents’ funeral. I also recorded all the white envelopes from relatives in my hometown, leaders of my parents’ unit, and colleagues. Now, these favors will have to be paid back in the future. The following is the monthly living expenses of our brothers, you can see if I have taken more."

  Jiang Zuoyu stared blankly at these passbooks, cards, and the accounts in the book in his brother's tough and thin gold style, detailing where every expenditure was spent and why every favor was for.

   There are also scholarships that his brother has received since he was in high school, all of which are used to supplement the family.

   There was an inexplicable sourness in his heart. (end of this chapter)