"Song Ye, I'm fine, really fine, no need to go to the hospital." Yang Xue said in a low voice.

"No, you must go!" Song Ye's voice left no doubt.

Yang Xue lowered her head and pursed her lips, "There's no money at home."

Song Ye took out a handful of banknotes and put them in her hand. "Wife, what do you think this is?"

Yang Xue's eyes widened as she counted, "This... this is 160 yuan!"

Song Ye smiled and nodded. She was surprised that her husband made so much money with just one move.

"Wow, who did you borrow money from again? Pay it back! Pay it back quickly!" Yang Xue was so anxious that she jumped up and down, tears streaming down her face.

Song Ye was stunned. He didn't expect that the surprise would turn into shock.

"Wife, wife, calm down!" Song Ye quickly held her down. She had four babies in her belly, she couldn't jump like that!

"Tell me the truth, who did you borrow it from, and I'll pay it back right away!"

"Wife, I really didn't borrow this. A friend of mine came back from the south and gave me an electric rice cooker. Aunt San saw it and insisted on buying it, so I sold it to her. She paid all the 160 yuan."

Yang Xue looked up, "Really?"

"Really, really! If you don't believe me, go ask Auntie next door!"

As expected, Yang Xue went to her uncle's house.

When I entered the house, Liu Cuihua was still eating with the rice cooker.

"Aunt San, did you give Song Ye the money in his hand?" Yang Xue asked.

Liu Cuihua nodded, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

"How much money did you lend him in total? How much interest?"

Liu Cuihua was a little confused. "How much profit? He gave me the rice cooker, why do you want it back?"

She held the rice cooker tightly, "Don't even think about it! You guys don't do things like this!"

Yang Xue was a little confused. What did Third Aunt mean?

"Ahem" Song Yongkang understood. Yang Xue thought that the money was borrowed by Song Ye from his house.

"Xiaoye's wife, no one has lent Songye money. This pot was bought by my wife. The 160 yuan was also given to Song Ye. Let's be even. No one owes anyone anything."

Yang Xue scratched her head, "Really? Third Uncle, please don't help him deceive me!"

"This kid, how can Third Uncle lie to you, a junior! We are all relatives, and I also hope that Xiaoye can learn well!"

Liu Cuihua also chimed in, "That's right, even if Song Ye wants to borrow money, I have to lend it to him!"

Song Yongkang glanced at his wife helplessly. This is what happened. Why did he have to tell her? His wife was good in every way except that she was very harsh with her words.

"Oh, that was my mistake. Sorry, Uncle and Aunt!" Yang Xue said in a low voice with a red face.

"It's okay, as long as you don't take the pot back." Liu Cuihua said happily while holding the pot.

Song Yongkang covered his face and said he would not keep this daughter-in-law.

"Haha." Yang Xue laughed dryly, "Then I'll leave first!"

When he returned home, Song Ye raised his head proudly, looking like a victorious rooster.

"How about it, wife, I didn't lie to you!"

The expression on Yang Xue's face was very interesting. After thinking for a while, she uttered a word.

"Your friend won't come to ask for money, will he? Let's keep the money for now, and give it to him if he comes to ask for it."

Song Ye held his forehead helplessly. It seemed that being too gentle also had its drawbacks. His face stretched and his eyes glared.

"Can you still be my boss? Just do whatever I tell you to do. Now come with me to the hospital!"

Yang Xue didn't expect his sudden change of expression. This was the Song Ye she was familiar with!

"Oh!" Yang Xue responded and followed Song Ye obediently.

Their village is called Qiangang Village. Three miles to the north is Hougang Village, where their parents live. Another five miles north is the town.

It snowed heavily this year, so mule carts couldn't move and we had to take a sled.

They had to go to the east end of the village, where was the home of the rickshaw driver Qin Laosan.

In order to avoid an empty car, the car had to have eight people before it could leave. There were already several middle-aged women waiting there, and they were all surprised to see Song Ye.

"Hey, look, isn't that Song Ye? He didn't drink today?"

"It's only morning, I guess we're going to go to town to gamble, and then drink some more in the evening."

"Tsk, look at the clothes his wife is wearing, they've all turned white from washing. I'm afraid she hasn't bought new ones in years!"

Hey, ladies, are you talking so loudly because you're afraid that others can't hear you?

Song Ye looked back at Yang Xue. Her clothes were indeed very old. He had never cared about these things before.

Yang Xue also heard what they said and lowered her head even more.

All the money in the family was used to fill Song Ye’s holes. There was no way it was enough to buy clothes. It was good enough to fill my stomach!

Song Ye suddenly raised his eyes, and a cold aura emanated from him, and those gossipy women immediately shut up.

"Hey, Song Ye is here. Are you going to the town to buy New Year's goods?" Qin Laosan came out and greeted him warmly. Song Ye often took his car to the town to gamble and drink, so the two were very familiar with each other.

"Yes, Brother Qin." Song Ye nodded.

The women looked at each other with obvious contempt in their eyes. Whose man should not stay at home to work but run out all day?

Qin Laosan was hesitant to speak, Song Ye still owed him 12 yuan for bus fare, and if he didn't want it back it would be the New Year.

Song Ye was a shrewd man who had been in the business world for many years. He guessed what he meant immediately, "By the way, Brother Qin, how much money do I still owe you? I brought enough this time, and I will replenish it for you in one go."

"Ha, don't worry, it's just 12 yuan." Qin Laosan blurted out.

The women all curled their lips and said it without even thinking, and there was no need to rush!

"Ahem." Song Ye didn't expect that he owed so much. He turned and looked at Yang Xue. He had just given all the money to her and had no money left.

Yang Xue glared at Song Ye aggrievedly. She spent 12 yuan before the money could even warm up.

Yang Xue counted out 12 yuan and handed it to Qin Lao San, who was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. "Okay, thank you!"

Qin Laosan opened his front and put the money close to his body, then turned around and called out to them, "It's enough, get on the sled!"

The sled was made of a cold wooden board. Yang Xue felt very cold when she sat on it, so she took off her gloves and stuffed them underneath.

Seeing her like this, Song Ye patted his thigh and said, "Wife, sit here!"

Yang Xue looked at Song Ye's legs, then looked up at his face, then looked back at everyone's reactions, and her face turned red instantly.

Why is this guy like this? He has never sat on his lap at home, let alone outside.

Song Ye was innocent. He was really worried about Yang Xue's health. She was pregnant with four children and couldn't catch a cold!

Seeing Yang Xue was indifferent, Song Ye had no choice but to take off his big scarf, fold it into a square and put it on the sled, "It's okay to sit here!"

Yang Xue was afraid that he would do something weird again, so she quickly sat down on the scarf obediently. It must be said that it was really warm.

The sled started moving quickly, and the strong wind blew past, hitting the face painfully. Everyone hunched their necks and remained motionless. Song Ye had been sitting upwind, helping Yang Xue block the wind, and he didn't notice that his hands and ears were frozen red.

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