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Chapter 126
No matter what will happen to Zhao Yanhong after she is taken away, Wen Xiange is a little at a loss when she goes back to face the silent old man.

She thought that the old man would ask her about Song Heping when he came back, but the old man didn't ask, but kept silent.

"Grandma, you..." Finally Wen Xiange couldn't hold back his words.

"You don't need to say it, he will come back when he wants to." Hearing this, the old man directly interrupted Wen Xiange's words, and waved his hands.

After speaking, he took a breath and stood up and said, "You are ready to prepare. We will invite the leaders of the team to come over for dinner tomorrow night. The current situation does not allow it. This is considered a kinship drink for you."

"This, no need." Wen Xiange didn't expect to talk about her relative wine.

"This wine needs to be placed. Your godfather's branch has no other branches in Songjia Village. I, a widowed old man, can stay here quietly. Besides your godfather, they are martyrs and no one dares to bully them. The brigade has been taking care of me. , others can forget it, but we still have to invite some leaders in the team." Grandma Chen shook her head and explained.

"Alright then." When it came to this point, the meal had to be eaten.

Just thinking about how much money and tickets I have left, the old man groped for a wooden box from the room and handed it to her, "I don't know exactly how much money is in here, and what tickets are there, help me." I count."

Wen Xiange blinked, took the wooden box and subconsciously opened it, and then she was almost dazzled by a pile of colorful bills.

It took a while for her to come back to her senses, and then she took out all the bills and put them on the table, and then began to count them by category.

This statistic took her nearly half the morning.

However, looking at the statistical results, Wen Xiange swallowed, the old man is really rich.

There are a total of more than 600 yuan in money. As for tickets, because they basically have an expiration date, except for food stamps, there are not many other by-product tickets that can be used, but for poor people like her now, that is still It is a considerable amount.

After Wen Xiange reported all the final data to the old man, the old man pondered for a while and said: "You can burn the expired tickets, keep the money for [-] yuan, and take out the rest, take [-] catties for the food stamps, and the rest can be used Take out the fuel tickets, meat tickets, cloth tickets and so on."

Wen Xiange did as he was told, and then handed the ones that were taken out to the old man and said, "It's all taken."

"Take all of these, go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town and try your best to prepare a better meal for tomorrow night, and keep the rest for yourself." The old man didn't answer, but said to Wen Xiange.

"Ah, I don't want it. How can I use your old man's money for this? I have money myself." Well, although it is not much, it is still possible to buy a meal, but it may not be improved for a long time.

"I told you to take it, so you can take it. This wine was originally bought by the elders. There is no reason for you, a junior, to pay for it. Do you still recognize me as your godmother?" Grandma Chen said angrily. .

"I..." Wen Xiange was at a loss for words, this statement was correct, but why did I feel that I recognized this godmother just to take advantage of it.

"Okay, don't hesitate. In the past, I would have bought you clothes and jewelry, but now I don't like this, and I, an old woman, don't have anything else of value to give you. These are mine. I like it, if you don't accept it, you will dislike my old woman for giving too little..."

"Hey, I'll take it, I'll take it, don't say that again." Wen Xiange hurriedly interrupted the old man's words, she just put these things away, she believes that she can use them, and she will definitely be able to return them in the future It's cheap, and she doesn't have to use it if she keeps it.

(End of this chapter)