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Chapter 6120 Heartfelt Words

Luo family, backyard.

Xiao Yaxue held down Yang Ruoqing's arm: "Tell me honestly, don't cover for him. How many coins did he send before?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment. It turned out that Xiao Yaxue really didn't trust Narisong and came over specifically to ask.

"What are you doing? Why am I so confused?" Yang Ruoqing deliberately looked confused.

Xiao Yaxue's thick and heroic brows knitted together: "I am a bit strict with him in the money account, and I am worried that he has withheld money."

Yang Ruoqing sat down and put the tea in front of Xiao Yaxue: "Drink some tea first to moisten your throat."

Xiao Yaxue nodded, picked up the tea at just the right temperature and took a few sips.

"This tea... smells so good, with a floral aroma and a touch of sweetness. It doesn't seem to be jasmine tea."

"This is passion fruit tea." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Passion fruit?" Xiao Yaxue pulled the bowl away slightly, gently shook the tea in the bowl, and looked at the goose-yellow fruit slices at the bottom of the bowl.

"Can I chew it?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Of course."

Xiao Yaxue took a piece in her mouth, and her mouth was filled with fragrance.

"Wait a minute." Yang Ruoqing suddenly stood up, walked to the cabinet, stood on tiptoe and took down a delicate bamboo basket placed on the top of the cabinet.

He took out two fruits that looked like eggs but were larger than eggs from the bamboo basket, returned to the table, and placed them in front of Xiao Yaxue.

"Take these two passion fruits back for your children to eat."

Xiao Yaxue picked up the fruit and looked at it carefully, smelling and touching it, "It's so fragrant, no wonder it's called Baixiang. Where did you buy it, Qing'er? I'll buy some some other day."

Yang Ruoqing is rich, and Xiao Yaxue is not short of money, but they have different ways of managing the house and living their lives.

"We can't buy this kind of fruit here in Wanghai County. You should be able to buy it in Dawa City in Qing'an County." Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yaxue nodded, "So, you bought it specially from Qing'an County? The price of such a rare fruit should not be low, right?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, with tenderness and sweetness in her eyes: "I didn't buy this, it was brought back by Tang Yazi from the east two days ago. As for the price, it is expensive here, because things are rare, but here we are.

It should also be a very common fruit in the east!"

Xiao Yaxue raised her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing, with undisguised envy in her eyes: "Feng Tang is so kind to you. You are at home when you are away from home. He still remembers to bring you fruits to eat after such a long journey. Unlike the one in my family who is careless and careless,

I don’t know how to be considerate at all, let alone romantic, hey..."

The further she went on, the darker Xiao Yaxue's eyes became. In the end, she couldn't continue talking, so she could only lower her eyes, hold the tea bowl and sip absentmindedly.

Yang Ruoqing moved her gaze from the passion fruit to Xiao Yaxue, and said softly: "I am telling you this not to show off my affection to you, but to tell you that it is not that Risong does not understand romance and is not considerate, but

It’s because he doesn’t have any money, and he has too much energy.”

In the past, Narisong was a veritable uncle, a playboy and a playboy. Those years may have made Xiao Yaxue lose her sense of security and belonging to him, so now he has given full power over money to Xiao Yaxue, thinking that this will make her

I feel more at ease.

The effect of doing this is indeed there, and the relationship between the couple is indeed better than before.

But as time goes by, as a man, he definitely wants some social money that he can mobilize at will.

But Xiao Yaxue's accounting is like a car driving in a straight line, determined not to deviate even an inch from the route.

On that day, Risong calculated how much she spent on food and drink every day, and how much she spent on drinking and smoking every month. She calculated each item in advance and made unified arrangements.

From the perspective of other men in the village, the Song family had money that day, and the mother-in-law took care of the accounts. He had no worries about food and clothing, and the cigarettes and alcohol were delivered directly to him without any need for him to worry about it.

But when it came to Risong, he was mute and couldn't express the pain of eating Coptis chinensis.

Not to mention anything else, he went to Heitang's grocery store in the village and couldn't spare even half a penny to buy a candy for his son. As for playing some small cards and drinking some wine with other men, that's not to mention

Already.

As the days passed, I felt uncomfortable living that day, and there was always a sense of resentment in my heart.

But because he loved Xiao Yaxue and cared about that small family, he couldn't ask for it from Xiao Yaxue openly, so he found ways to hide his private money.

Before turning the money over to Xiao Yaxue, she racked her brains to find a bunch of excuses to get a few cents out of it for personal use.

Women are naturally looking for men's private money, and they are all reincarnations of Sherlock Holmes.

Xiao Yaxue found him once or twice, and the trust she had finally built up was like a bubble that suddenly burst.

From then on, the supervision became even tighter, and Rison's monthly expenses were tightened with a vengeance.

It was a miserable day that day.

"Yaxue, I admit that you are a good housekeeper, but to live as a family, we cannot estimate every expense at the beginning of the month, adjust and check it in the middle of the month, and summarize it at the end of the month. Living like this is too tiring."

Yang Ruoqing put her hand on Xiao Yaxue's arm and persuaded her sincerely.

Xiao Yaxue smiled bitterly: "Don't I want to save some family property for my two sons? They are young now and don't want much. When they grow up in a few years, we will not be able to get more when we want it.

come out."

"Yaxue, you are right to plan for this family and the children." Yang Ruoqing once again affirmed Xiao Yaxue's hard work.

"But living happily in the past few decades is also a kind of satisfaction. Apart from the necessary expenses for food and drink, every other penny is saved for the children. Don't you think it's boring to live like this?

What?"

"It's true to save a family fortune for your children, but you have to have a bottom line and take care of yourself."

"Look at your Narisong family. Such an old man doesn't even have the money to buy a candy for his child. He stands behind and watches others playing cards and refuses to play even if he is asked to play. Don't you feel sad?"

Xiao Yaxue twisted her body with some discomfort and raised her head with a depressed and aggrieved face.

"Qing'er, I don't give him money because I'm worried that he won't have the right to spend money. He likes to drink. In the past, when he bought wine, he drank it directly. I would rather he blame me, and I would help him control his drinking.

, give him a daily ration."

"As for the money for playing cards, those card players are just gangsters and not serious..."

Yang Ruoqing could see that Xiao Yaxue cared for Narisong sincerely and tried hard to lead him to a healthy, regular and moderate life. But in this world, living a life of discipline and caution would lose the fun.

Occasionally having fun with friends and getting drunk is not too much.

"Yaxue, you and Narisong are both an old couple. After coming to Changping Village for so many years, we have shared weal and woe and supported the family together. You two care about each other in your heart, but the way you use it may sometimes be a little bit a little bit...
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