Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Mubai finally moved the things into the room and looked at the girl lying on the bed wearing a facial mask: "You only live here for a week, why are there so many things?"

Jiang Cha fiddled with things: "You don't understand even if I tell you, they are all for matching."

Regardless of the rich lady, Mubai left the room. After tidying up the room where the sundries were kept, Mubai lay down exhausted.

……

Jiang Cha walked out of the room listlessly. The dark blue under her eyes meant that she didn't sleep well last night.

Jiang Shu stepped forward with concern: "Lingling, are you okay if you haven't slept?"

Jiang Cha nodded feebly. Mubai's bed creaked loudly when she turned over, making it impossible for her to sleep.

At the dinner table, looking at the deep-fried dough sticks in the bowl, Miss Fu Ling came online again dedicatedly: "What is this?"

Jiang Shu bit into the fried dough sticks: "You dough sticks, aren't you used to them?"

Jiang Cha shook his head.

"Then what do you want to eat? Let Xiaobai cook it for you." Jiang Shu asked with a smile.

"I always eat fried eggs and milk." Jiang Cha pushed the fried dough sticks in front of him in disgust.

Mubai lowered his head and drank the soy milk, with active thoughts in his mind: It doesn't matter what you eat, whether you like it or not.

But my mother couldn't bear it anymore and was pushed into the kitchen again, where she resigned herself to frying eggs for the eldest lady.

He put the fried eggs on the table, grabbed a fried dough stick and rushed out: "Mom, I'm too late, I'm leaving first."

I went downstairs, got on my bicycle, and said goodbye to you. Finally I no longer saw that picky young lady.

Jiang Cha and Mubai went to different schools. Jiang Cha went to an aristocratic school with sky-high tuition fees, while Mubai went to a century-old school.

……

At night, Jiang Cha gave the card to Mubai. In Mubai's doubtful eyes, he said disgustedly: "Your bed makes me sleep poorly. I'll give you the card and help me buy another bed. It doesn't matter how much it costs." .”

Mubai made a sound, and just when he was about to refuse, Jiang Cha domineeringly handed over three bills: "Take it, your errand fee..."

Looking at the domineering Jiang Cha, Mubai took the card. It seemed that although the eldest lady's rich father didn't tell her about his bankruptcy, the money in the card was still genuine and could be used.

Jiang Cha thought for a while and asked Mubai to follow her back to the room. He pointed at the table, cabinets and chairs in the room and said grandly that they had all been replaced with expensive ones.

Mubai pursed her lips, wanting to remind her to be careful with her money, but in the end she sighed in her heart, forget it, the eldest lady's temper meant that she might explode, and his mother wouldn't let him go.

He still didn't care about the young lady's affairs.

Seeing Mu Bai being so obsessed with money, Jiang Cha raised his eyebrows and nodded.

Then he took out five thousand yuan, walked out of the room, and handed it to Jiang Shumufang, who was watching TV in the living room.

Mu Fang looked at the money in his hand in confusion, wondering how the money got into his hands. He turned to look at his wife.

Jiang Shu nodded unceremoniously and said, "Okay, okay, Lingling, go to bed early."

Jiang Cha walked back to the bedroom. Well, she would just have to make do with it for one night. She would have a new bed to sleep on tomorrow.

"The money in the card is limited." Liuyi saw Jiang Cha's generosity and couldn't help but wonder.

"Tsk, bankruptcy can't be hidden for a long time. The money in the card is limited. I can't spend money to act like a wealthy lady."

Jiang Cha buried himself in the bed.

……

One week later~

In classrooms.

Mubai was writing his homework furiously. He would have to hand out flyers for his part-time job after school, so he had to finish his homework first.

The boy next to him poked: "Is the eldest lady who lives in your house leaving today?"

Mubai looked up from the ocean of knowledge: "Well, it's been a week, and I have to leave today."

Thinking of this, Mubai felt better. He knew how picky this eldest lady was. She couldn't eat anything that was too spicy, too sour, or too sweet. He had to cook for her in different ways every day, but every time he would get money, and he could do it too. accept.

Mubai parked his bicycle and pushed the door open. There was no one in the bookstore on the first floor: "What's going on? Why are you still slacking off in work these days?"

Mubai's house is a three-story house. The first floor is rented to the uncle next door who runs a bookstore, and his family lives on the second and third floors.

However, there were relatively few rooms on the second floor, only one room, so Jiang Shumu stayed on the second floor.