Started bankrupt and broke up with the school belle girlfriend

Wang Ping watched the other party's swaying figure, and hurriedly helped him up.

"This wine is just an inappropriate celebration ceremony for us. It's only tens of thousands of dollars anyway. It's just a trivial matter."

After saying this, Fang Yun's mother showed a hint of joy on her face.

The tone of the speech has changed: "Before, we were wrong."

When looking at each other, Wang Ping continued.

"But it's one size fits all. It's really inappropriate for your daughter. No one can change this."

After these words fell, Fang Yun's eyes flashed a trace of gloom.

After everyone left, my father also went out to smoke a cigarette.

The mother pulled Wang Ping aside and said earnestly, "You are in your 30s now, you are not a child. If you continue like this, no one will care about you."

Speaking of anger, the mother also cited a few examples: "Look at the grandson and granddaughter next door, who are two years younger than you. Look at others, and then look at you."

Wang Ping saw his mother getting more and more excited, so he had no choice but to say: "We are talking now, the girl's family is fine, she loves others, and she has a good temper. The most important thing is to be self-motivated and to struggle every day."

When the mother heard it, her face immediately burst into joy.

"You kid is fine, you have a partner without ever giving up, and you don't tell us, do you know how much we worry about your affairs. Wait for the next time to bring the girl's house, and then we will give it to everyone introduce."

Wang Ping nodded, looked at his mother and said, "Definitely."

After sitting at home for a while, Wang Ping only felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Several questions were all about Su Sijin.

In summary, it's nothing more than those problems.

Where is the girl from?

What is the girl's job?

What do you like to eat, what clothes you wear, who you are in your family...

Listening to his mother's continuous talk, Wang Ping also felt that he couldn't find a clue in his head.

Obviously came to the countryside, away from the prosperity of the city.

As a result, things in the countryside are just more and more.

Wang Ping only felt that he was very stuffy in his heart, so he hurried out to get some air while he was going to the bathroom.

Wang Ping, who was walking on the street, could feel the surrounding air, it smelled extremely fresh, not to mention how comfortable it was.

A few disheveled children walked towards them, chasing each other.

When he saw Wang Ping, one of the children stopped.

Pointing at Wang Ping with a gray finger, he said, "That guy is bankrupt, so you can't lend him money."

Wang Ping just felt a little speechless, how could even a child know this.

This must be inseparable from the precepts and deeds of adults, otherwise, it can be spread so widely.

Seeing that the children had no intention of being afraid of others, Wang Ping hurriedly called the slightly taller boy over and asked.

"Tell uncle, what's your name?"

The boy patted his chest and said proudly: "My name is Hammerhead. My family told me that I can't learn from people like you. I'm still a bachelor in my 30s, and I'm still bankrupt. I'm really useless."

Wang Ping frowned, and hurriedly continued to ask.

"Who the hell taught you that?"

Continuing to look at this child, it looks a bit like...

Just thinking about it, a roar came from a distance: "Why, you loser, don't you allow the child to say it?"

Wang Ping looked up and found that the person who came was none other than Aunt Deng.

It can be seen that Aunt Deng's face is dark, and there must be no good things.

Aunt Deng pulled the boy to her side to protect her, looked at Wang Ping and continued, "Children, you have to be careful, such old bachelors and worthless guys are rubbish, you don't want to learn from him."

Seeing Aunt Deng spitting, Wang Ping hurriedly distanced herself.

Just as Aunt Deng was talking dry, a dark man with a red book came to register.

After walking in, Wang Ping realized that it was Uncle Shui Sheng, and hurriedly called out.

Uncle Shuisheng glanced at Wang Ping, and said lightly, "I'm back."

When Aunt Deng saw the red book, she said angrily.

"Turning and urging every day, it is obvious that the area where the two towns meet was hit by a disaster, why Mao wanted to find us."

Wang Ping also inquired and found out that the bridge collapsed and the crops were flooded due to the heavy rain.

When Uncle Shuisheng heard what Aunt Deng said, he began to tell the other party that we must unite and help each other.

He even talked about an incident a long time ago. Although it was a long time ago, it could at least show that the town next door also helped.

Aunt Deng heard so much, and finally only a voice flashed in her head: "This product is for trick money. If you have that money, you might as well buy more meat for your grandson."

After much deliberation, Aunt Deng took out crumpled money from her pocket, including fifty cents.

After counting, Shuisheng finally wrote the number 10 yuan on the red book.

When he looked at Wang Ping, Shui Sheng also said: "It's a good time to meet you here, if you want to donate, you can..."

Before Shui Sheng finished speaking, Aunt Deng stepped forward and pointed at Wang Ping.

"Just him? He's already bankrupt, and there's no money left. If you expect him to donate money, it's better to expect a beggar to come."

At this moment, a familiar voice flashed in Wang Ping's mind.

"Mission starts: teach Aunt Deng a lesson."

"Mission reward: 200 million."

Wang Ping walked up to Uncle Shui Sheng, and made a detailed account. It cost hundreds of thousands just to build the bridge, as well as subsidies from some people.

Aunt Deng sneered and said sarcastically from the side: "Hey, you are indeed a college student, and your head is very shrewd, but who can't just say that, move your upper lip, move your lower lip, you poor man can't get money Bar."

"Uncle Shuisheng, I will donate 50 yuan!"

As soon as these words fell, Aunt Deng also trembled in fright.

50, how much firewood do you have to collect to make it all together.

Last time, Aunt Deng also found a job to clean up weeds, saying that it was for the beauty of Xiaoshi Town.

As a result, I mowed the grass for a day and only earned 60 yuan.

If it's 50...

Aunt Deng felt that even if she had to mow the grass every day, it would take decades.

But the reality is, how is it possible to have such a job every day.

Now when she looked at Wang Ping, Aunt Deng was in a daze.

After a while, Aunt Deng seemed to think of something, and pointed at Wang Ping, but burst out laughing.

"I was almost deceived by you. My ten yuan was wrapped tightly, and I put it in a sock for fear of losing it. Your 50 yuan is not a lot of money."

Wang Ping didn't say anything, but just asked Uncle Xia Shuisheng's bank card number.

Then he said to Uncle Shuisheng and Aunt Deng: "You guys wait here for a while, when I go to the town bank, I will be right back."