The Buddhist Wife of the Cold-Hearted Educated Youth in the 1970s

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Chapter 9 Getting along

Meng Wanqiu shook her head. She couldn't keep money. In her previous life, she spent every penny she had because she didn't know how long she could live. She had no idea of ​​saving money.

She could save her private money now because she couldn't go out. The pocket money she had in the last few months was deducted. It was secretly given to her by her elder brother and sister-in-law.

But there was only a little left, and most of it was spent by her. Occasionally, the supply and marketing cooperative in the town would come to the village to deal with some temporary items. She had already figured out the pattern.

"No, keep it for yourself."

Why not? Did he think it was too little? "Keep it. I will continue to make money later." Since deciding to get married, Pei Xingzhi has accepted that he will share everything with Meng Wanqiu in the future.

"That's not what I meant. I don't have a plan for spending money. You should keep the money with you." If he kept it with her, she might suddenly fancy something delicious or fun one day and spend all their money at once. She was supported by her family, but Pei Xingzhi would definitely feel embarrassed.

So, Pei Xingzhi nodded, took 5.2 yuan from Meng Wanqiu's hand, and put it into the inner pocket of his Zhongshan jacket.

This speed was too fast for Meng Wanqiu.

Meng Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, then pouted.

What? He put it in his clothes to protect her. Humph, she didn't care about this little money. She could earn it by going to the mountains a few more times and picking some herbs.

The room was quiet. The two were not familiar with each other. Meng Wanqiu always brought up the topic. When she was quiet, the atmosphere became awkward.

Pei Xingzhi glanced at Meng Wanqiu who was sitting on the bed. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her hand supporting her chin, her legs swinging back and forth, her round eyes moving around, but she didn't look at him, and he didn't know what she was thinking.

Pei Xingzhi couldn't understand it either. His deep eyes were half closed, his thick long eyelashes trembled, and his lips were pursed into a straight line. He was talking a lot before, why was he suddenly quiet now?

But for some reason, Pei Xingzhi didn't like this atmosphere very much, but he didn't know how to ease it.

He frowned, opened his mouth, and closed it again, and finally said, "Tell me when you need money." After thinking for a while, he added, "I will tell you the details of the income and expenditure of the family accounts in the future."

Meng Wanqiu's ears moved, the speed of her eyeballs slowed down, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. This is right. Although she doesn't plan to manage the money, she has the right to know and control the amount of money at home. She can't be kept in the dark or guarded against.

"It's good that you know." Meng Wanqiu looked at Pei Xingzhi, and the smile on her face couldn't be suppressed. Her eyes curved into crescents, and the arc of her legs swung larger and larger, and she exuded a cheerful breath from head to toe.

Not bad, not bad, self-aware enough.

Seeing Meng Wanqiu recover, Pei Xingzhi's frown relaxed.

"Are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and find you something to eat." Meng Wanqiu decided to reward Pei Xingzhi.

After all, if you want a horse to run fast, you have to feed it more grass.

"Okay." Pei Xingzhi nodded. Since he was given the steps, he had to go down, and he was indeed hungry.