70: The supporting actress laughed so hard after stealing the golden finger from the heroine

The person who received the letter was my aunt Zhang Cuihong.

As soon as she heard that it was Shen Qingli's letter, she couldn't wait to show it to her husband, Shen Mingguo.

Because she couldn't read a single Chinese character and her literate children were not at home, she could only let her husband, who knew a few words, read it to her.

Shen Mingguo stared at the letter for a long time, holding it in as if he was constipated for a long time, before finally piecing it together.

"This should be from the newspaper company that asked Shen Qingli to translate the book!"

"Newspaper office?" Zhang Cuihong looked surprised after hearing this, "Did you send money to that little bitch?"

"You uneducated woman, you don't just put money in an envelope and send it over!" Shen Mingguo rolled his eyes at Zhang Cuihong, "You remit it directly to the post office, and then take the money order to the post office to withdraw the money. Before, my third son was a soldier. Isn’t that how it was done?”

"How did I know this? No one has ever sent me money!" Zhang Cuihong curled her lips.

Seeing what her husband wanted to say, Zhang Cuihong became impatient: "Okay, okay, just tell me what the letter said! Did you give that little bitch a raise in salary or something?"

"Increase in wages? Haha! It's a nice thought, she was fired!" Shen Mingguo said happily.

He is happy when he sees the people in the third room being unlucky.

This proves that they are not far away from the sea of ​​suffering.

"What?" Zhang Cuihong was shocked.

Zhang Cuihong was still thinking of instigating her mother-in-law to take all the royalties from that little bitch!

A few days ago, she showed a girl to her second eldest brother, Shen Yaozong. She was quite good in terms of family background and appearance, especially her chin, which could make money, she was like one in a million!

If he marries her, the second child in their family will definitely have a big future!

Even if the other party requires at least two of the three turns and one ring, the gift money must not be less than 200 yuan.

The situation of the old Shen family has only improved in recent years, so they don't have much wealth.

It is simply impossible for the mother-in-law to spend all her savings at once to find a wife for their second son?

So Zhang Cuihong set her sights on Shen Qingli.

But she never expected that Shen Qingli would lose her job.

What about her second son’s three-turn and one-click and the bride price?

Zhang Cuihong was so anxious that she ran around in the room.

Shen Mingguo was upset when she turned around: "Stop turning around now, it makes my head hurt."

"Am I not worried about our Yaozong's marriage?"

"You're in such a hurry that there's no use for it. Doesn't that loser still have the royalties from the previous manuscript? Just find a way to get our parents out of her hands!" Shen Mingguo calculated in his mind, "I'm thinking about her hands. Mr. Li said he also had three or four hundred yuan!"

"You are the one who has the idea!" Zhang Cuihong laughed and patted Shen Mingguo, "I'll go find my parents right now!"

Zhang Cuihong took a few steps and then stopped, "That's not right! It will definitely cost a lot of money for your third brother and that little fool to go to the county hospital to treat their legs this time. Their third brother has no money, so he must be the loser." Pay the money, then..."

Shen Mingguo also thought of this possibility. He heard from the villagers that treating hamstrings was a major operation.

I don’t know if the loser has any money left in his hand.

If there is nothing left...

Shen Mingguo began to rack his brains, thinking about what to do if Shen Qingli ran out of money.

Zhang Cuihong scolded angrily from the side: "Why should you, the unlucky third house, these unlucky souls with no conscience, spend the money of my family Yaozong to marry a wife? If your legs are crippled, they will be crippled. They can't live for more than a few days anyway!"

Unsatisfied with the scolding, Zhang Cuihong spat several times towards where the third room lived.

"Master, have you come up with any ideas?" Zhang Cuihong, tired of scolding, turned to ask Shen Mingguo, who had been deep in thought.

Shen Mingguo showed a stern smile and said word by word: "No money? Then! Just! Sell!"

"Sell?" Zhang Cuihong was confused. Although she hated Shen Qingli, she never thought of selling her, so she didn't react for a while.

"That's right! Just like mother sold her little sister, sell her into the mountains to exchange for the gift money for our Yaozong! Or..." Shen Mingguo paused and said with a sinister smile, "Or just use that to compensate. Goods in exchange for kisses!"

"Changing marriages? Is this possible? Can they agree?" Zhang Cuihong frowned.

"Is the person you showed Yao Zongxiang the niece of Accountant Yu from the Yu Family Brigade?" Shen Mingguo asked.

"That's right!" Zhang Cuihong nodded.

"That's no problem!" Shen Mingguo smiled mysteriously, "His eldest son went out to have fun, but he got a heart disease and is secretly looking for a doctor!

The person who had originally agreed to get engaged somehow found out about his heart disease and immediately broke off the engagement.

Now, in order to prevent the news that their eldest son has a heart disease from spreading, the old couple is going around looking after their son! "

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's talk to our parents together!" Zhang Cuihong said excitedly.

"Take the letter! Just because that loser can make money, our father is very fond of her now and even puts her on the table for dinner. So there is not enough reason. Our father will not agree to trade her for marriage!" Before going out, Shen Mingguo reminded.

"Ok!"

As the couple spoke, they left their room and went to the main room where Old Man Shen and Old Mrs. Shen were.

"What's the matter?" Old Shen was leaning on the bed and smoking a pot. When he saw Shen Mingguo and Zhang Cuihong coming in, he blew out a smoke ring and asked.

Mrs. Shen, who was sewing patches, also looked at her eldest son and his wife when she heard the sound.

"Mom and dad, look at this!" Shen Mingguo handed Shen Qingli's letter to Old Shen with a serious look on his face.

Old Shen worked as an apprentice in a shop in Shangdu when he was young, so he knew a lot of words.

He took the letter and read it at a glance.

As he read the letter, Old Shen's face became ugly.

"Useless trash!" Old Man Shen threw the letter to the ground, blowing his beard and staring angrily, "If you can't even keep a job, what's the point of keeping you!"

"Old man, what's going on?" Mrs. Shen, who didn't know a single word, asked in confusion.

"That loser from the third family lost his job!" Old Shen said angrily, "The people from Beijing City wrote to her telling her that she won't need to translate foreign books anymore!"

"I'm just saying that that black-hearted money-losing guy doesn't look like a wealthy man!" Old Mrs. Shen snorted coldly, planning to wait for Shen Qingli to come back and humiliate her.

Now that he has no job, let’s see what crazy capital that loser still has!

He fed her pigs and chickens honestly, and went to the fields to earn work points.

So what if the household registration relationship is not in the brigade?

The work points earned can be credited to her name!

After hearing what Mrs. Shen said, Old Shen's eyes flickered.

Why is Shen Qingli suddenly no longer needed in Beijing?

Could it be the reason for the extradition of Fu Zifu?

A little distressed...

That's money!

Every week I have 50 yuan, and in a month it is at least more than 100 yuan.

It's gone!

Just as Old Shen was beating his chest and stamping his feet, there was a commotion outside the courtyard gate.