MAJOR GENERAL'S SMART & GORGEOUS WIFE

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     Lin Mumu rolled her eyes, bit her lip, and embarrassedly said: "Senior Brother Lin, you also know that after I came out of the Taoist temple, I have to spend a lot of time to make up for my studies. Besides, Yun Ting gave me a lot of money, so I don't lack it. If it's a part-time job, it's too much of a waste of time. I think we should forget about it. "

Lin Tianlang didn't know how to continue this conversation. Whether you lack money or not isn't the main point. The main point is that Master lacks you! The problem now was that apart from Lin Mumu, no one else could survive.

When Professor Lin heard that Lin Mumu was coming, he got up early in the morning and went to look for a bunch of rare flowers and plants. At that time, Lin Tianlang thought his master had gone crazy. Buying so many things, wasn't he just waiting for them to die?

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist mysteriously said, "I have a magical weapon."

Yes, he had a living magic weapon called Lin Mumu.

Now, the magic treasures had gone on strike.

"You used a man's money! Aren't you ashamed? " Professor Lin was infuriated. Why did he feel that his precious treasure, which he had raised for 18 years, had been stolen in the blink of an eye?

"Yunting said that we're husband and wife, so we should support each other. A husband's money should be given to his wife to spend. That's what I saw on TV. If master feels it's inappropriate, at worst, I'll go to Yun Ting's courtyard house and help him look after some flowers and trees. It shouldn't be considered as spending his money in vain, right? "Lin Mumu wasn't the least bit ashamed. Yun Ting was the man she wanted to follow for a lifetime, how could others compare to him?

"Yunting, Yunting, Yunting!" The old Daoist was furious. Why did he dig a hole to bury himself?

Lin Mumu, on the other hand, was in a very good mood as she sat next to Professor Lin and snatched a cup of tea from the old guy.

Lin Tianlang was a little confused as to what this old man and little girl were doing. Didn't Lin Mumu say she was busy with schoolwork? Why didn't she leave?

Professor Lin suddenly said, "One thousand. You can use the other room on the third floor. You can move in anytime."

"I can only take two basins a month, no more."

"One thousand five hundred for three pots."

"Deal!"

Lin Tianlang stared dumbfoundedly at the old man and the young man bargaining. Then, the old one continued to drink his tea with a sage-like demeanor, while the young one had a cute and innocent look on her face.

"Thank you, Master, for taking me in. Master, I knew you were the best."

"Let's go take a look at my treasures first. There are a few pots in the corridors of the first, second, and third floors. There are also a few pots in my room and quite a few in the courtyard," Professor Lin said grumpily.

"Don't worry, I won't die. Master, you should get a few more pots of orchids, I heard from Yunting that the price of orchids is going to rise in the near future. "Lin Mumu hummed a little tune as she went to raise the flowers.

Perhaps feeling Lin Mumu's good mood, the two pots of delicate Yu Tang Chun in the courtyard where the leaves had begun to wilt unexpectedly became spirited.

Professor Lin and Lin Tianlang were sitting in the room through the open wooden window, watching Lin Mumu busying herself.

"Junior sister seems to have some talent."

"Of course. Don't you know whose disciple he is?"

Lin Tianlang felt helpless. 'I'm also your disciple. Why don't I see this expression on your face?'

Professor Lin's mind was actually calculating when he would go back to the San Qing monastery and transplant the flowers and trees that Lin Mumu had been raising for more than ten years. He would then be able to covet those ignorant old guys in Beijing.

Regarding money, Lin Mumu didn't care much about it. She just felt that 600 yuan was too much. Although 1,500 yuan wasn't much, it was enough for her as a student.

She didn't ask for much. In recent years, China's national flower market had flourished, and the expensive flowers were grown well. Casually, a single pot was worth tens of thousands of yuan. The old guy in his previous life had made a lot of money.

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