People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"Anyway, it's your little affair."

"Bring the deposit."

"Write another review."

"Promise not to do it again."

He Daqing was happy.

It seems that Ding Qiunan didn't want to tear his face off with He Laoshi.

Still choose to forgive the old scumbag.

He Daqing said, "Ten little yellow croakers, it's a trivial matter."

"Before sending you back, Uncle will bring you ten large yellow croakers."

Ding Qiunan frowned.

There is something wrong with rushing.

However, He Daqing deliberately sped up his speech, and she heard it quite vaguely.

Ding Qiunan said again, "Then write a self-criticism as soon as possible."

"The attitude must be serious and the soul must be touched."

"Reflect on yourself."

"Why can't I control my waistband?"

"That means I can forgive you."

"Change to a lesbian, give it a try."

He Daqing was happy.

Said, "That's not necessary."

"Or else."

"Uncle agrees to your last request."

Ding Qiunan asked, "What request? I can't remember."

He Daqing said, "Look at your memory, you're still a doctor."

"Be careful of prescribing the wrong medicine to others."

"Don't turn penicillin into kasel."

"Last time, you said that like Qin Jingru, you need to get pocket money every month."

When Ding Qiunan heard this, he was immediately happy.

Obviously knowing that He Laogou was deliberately changing the subject, she also admitted it.

After all, there is another income every month, which is a real benefit.

Ding Qiunan said, "I know you are not short of money."

"How to give it."

"I declare in advance that I must not be less than Qin Jingru!"

He Daqing said with a wicked smile, "That must be done."

"You are my wife."

"If you don't hurt, who do you hurt?"

"You come to the courtyard once a week."

"A monthly pocket money of 20 yuan."

Chapter 401 Qin Huairu is Sour Again!

Siheyuan.

The little tiger girl, Qin Jingru, waited eagerly.

Waited until nine o'clock.

He Daqing and Ding Qiunan came out of He Yushui's room.

The two were talking and laughing, and they were quite close.

A reconciliation as before.

Qin Jingru said heartily.

I guessed right!I was still sulking just now, but I made up after turning around.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup my godfather poured into Ding Qiunan.

This works too well.

Ding Qiunan also looked at Qin Jingru, feeling proud.

She negotiated with He Daqing.

25 pocket money per month.

Anyway, He Laogou is not short of money, so she can take it with peace of mind.

The condition is to come and accompany He Daqing once or twice a week.

Even if it's chatting with cook He, or helping with some housework.

There is no need to write a review letter.

Nowadays, Ding Qiunan's salary is 27 yuan.

Plus the pocket money He Daqing gave.

The monthly income is not low.

Almost reached the level of middle-level cadres in the factory.

This satisfies her.

Qin Huairu also peeked from behind the window when she heard the noise.

Immediately, he saw that Ding Qiunan's face was rosy, and he walked out with light steps.

It's like a little woman who is in love, overflowing with happiness and nourished.

Qin Huairu's heart was sour.

It's like licking a can of lemons clean.

Too sour.

Originally, this treatment should belong to her.

But she missed it in person.

Harm, good fortune tricks people.

You said that if you didn't pretend to be reserved and agreed to Uncle He directly, there would be nothing wrong with Ding Qiunan.

If she really wants to become Mrs. He, Qin Huairu feels that she must hold on to the throne and repel all kinds of little girls who are trying to get on the throne.

She was in a complicated mood, watching He Daqing and Ding Qiunan leave the courtyard, and heard the sound of a motorcycle starting.

It seems that this old dog is getting better and better.

In the entire rolling mill, who else could afford a motorcycle besides him?

Life is tight, and gas is another expense.

Distribute motorcycles to ordinary workers, and they dare not drive them.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

The Ding family has arrived.

Ding Qiunan looked at He Daqing and said, "Old He, what about the security deposit?"

"You definitely didn't bring it!"

"Before going out, I have been staring at you."

He Daqing smiled and said, "Ten big yellow croakers, uncle brought them."

"Look under the seat cushion."

According to what he said, Ding Qiunan opened the seat cushion and took a look, and saw it immediately.

In a bamboo basket, there are ten large yellow croakers with dazzling color, and a fishy smell hits the face.

Furious, she said, "No such coaxing'"! "

"What about the little yellow croaker?"

"How did it become this thing?"

He Daqing said with a smile, "Don't be angry."

"Uncle did this for your sake."

"Think about it, with so many small gold bars, where are you hiding them?"

"It's not safe, is it?"

"You can't put it in the urinal."

"Besides, it's not easy for you to explain to your parents."

Ding Qiunan was speechless.

That's exactly what happened.

Ding Shengli and Wang Xiumin didn't know that He Daqing was extremely rich.

Seeing ten small gold bars all of a sudden, it might be so stimulating that the heart stops beating.

Because of the two old people, they have been poor all their lives.

There is no more expensive furniture at home.

It's not appropriate for them to know.

Looking at Ding Qiunan's expression, He Daqing said again,

"Otherwise, people will investigate the source of the property."

"You can't explain clearly."

"In case the news gets out."

"Then you're in big trouble?"

"You can't take this money to the bank to deposit it."

"Don't you dare say it was passed down from your ancestors?!"

"Your family is a worker, and later you will be changed to be equivalent to middle peasants, rich peasants, or even capitalists."

"Can you stand it?"

Ding Qiunan's face changed wildly.

It is indeed so.

She was confused before.

Didn't think so much.

These days, being rich is the original sin.

Bad ingredients can really kill people.

Not exaggerating at all.

Ding Qiunan said, "Since this is the case, I'll hide it with you."

"Remember, this is my money!"