Chapter 111 Damn it! Does your little treasury exceed mine?

Chapter 111 Damn it! Does your little treasury exceed mine?

"Dear Old Cheng, you really did a big bad thing behind my sister's back!"

"Want to quibble now?"

"Too late!"

Seeing Cheng Xuemin's panicked reaction, sister-in-law Feng Jiamo was not afraid of getting into trouble. She indulged in instigating and slandering her sister, and then hurriedly urged her sister, "Sister, open it quickly, open it quickly, there must be something hidden inside." What kind of hidden secret is Dalao Cheng!”

"I guess it must be a love letter. There must be a girl who still doesn't want to give up and secretly wrote a love letter to Old Cheng!"

This sister-in-law is not afraid of big trouble when she eats melon, and she even has the urge to kill her when she turns around!

Now, all blind!

"Why are you so anxious!? Let your brother-in-law speak first!"

The young man of the Feng family knocked down the frizzy little hand of the Feng family. He held the book "Marxism-Leninism" in his hand and did not open it. Instead, he looked at Cheng Xuemin and said, "Just now, the family said that you were hiding this book. I didn't know much about it." Mind you, Xuemin, you are so sneaky when we read and put books in our own room!"

"But Xuemin, your reaction just now was wrong! Is there really something in this?"

After Feng Jiayou finished speaking, he weighed the book "Marxism-Leninism" in his hand, then continued with a smile, "I don't think there are any messy love letters in it, Xuemin, you are not that kind of person!"

"But why do I have a strong hunch that you are making private money and hiding private money behind my back?"

Feng Jiayou knew the man she had chosen. If a girl secretly wrote him a love letter, she would definitely tell her immediately and would not hide it.

There is still some trust between husband and wife!
But it’s hard to say how to hide private money. After all, what man doesn’t secretly hide some private money on his own?

Just like her father, a good man who is strictly controlled by her mother and wife, doesn't he also have private money?
Without any private money, how could he afford to give her daughter five or ten yuan from time to time?

so.

It's okay for a man to hide his private money, but he must not be discovered by his woman, otherwise... before you hide your private money, you should have been mentally prepared for it, right? !

"No, no, my dear, where are you thinking?"

"As you know, I don't have the energy to make other personal money!"

After hearing what Feng Jiayou said, Cheng Xuemin was shocked on the spot.

This woman...

This is not the first time that he has questioned him for secretly making personal money behind her back!
We still have to blame Bai Ling from Yanjing Literature. Why did she secretly invite manuscripts and use private money from the small treasury to make trouble when she had nothing to do?
I was told by Zhang Dening to Feng Jiayou, and now the woman has been keeping an eye on this!
“Don’t listen to the nonsense from my family. I just said that I wanted to read Marxism-Leninism to find inspiration for my ideas!”

"As you know, I just received a task from Mr. Wu today. He encourages me to keep up my efforts and produce more relevant manuscripts!"

"So you don't have to look through "Marxism-Leninism" more to improve the purpose of the manuscript, right?"

As Cheng Xuemin tried to quibble, he had to bring back the "Marxist" in the woman's hand, but Feng Jiayou hid over and touched a empty.

"Indeed! What you said, Xuemin, makes sense!" Feng Jiayou nodded repeatedly, thinking, I can believe you, if not, why would you grab "Marxism-Leninism"?
Then he continued: "That's right, doesn't Mom want me to write the manuscript quickly? Then don't I also have to read "Marxism-Leninism" and study it?"

"Yes, yes, sister, don't listen to Big Old Cheng's nonsense. What's hidden in this book is not a love letter, it must be private money!"

"He was so sneaky just now, he must be hiding something!"

Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo looked at Cheng Xuemin proudly, and then became extremely anxious. If it weren't for her sister's power, she would have torn the book apart with her own hands!

"As promised, sister, I've done a good job by informing you. If it's Da Laocheng's private money, I'll share half of it..."

"At least one third, okay?!"

Part of me thinks her sister won't agree, she's too greedy! Feng Jiamo quickly changed his mind and only wanted one third!

"You have a beautiful idea! Even if your brother-in-law hides his private money, it still belongs to me. Does it have anything to do with you?"

The Feng family youngster glanced at her sister and said angrily.

"Sister, you don't keep your word? It's boring if you do this. Who will help you keep an eye on Da Lao Cheng in the future!?"

"One-tenth! Sister, one-tenth is enough, right?"

"Even if Mr. Cheng dares to hide his personal money behind your back, it will only be a dozen or dozens of yuan at most!"

"Give me a tenth of it, just one or two yuan. You are not willing to give it to me. It will make your good sister who helps you feel disappointed!"

"Who will do anything for you in the future?"

"One tenth tenth, okay?!"

Feng Jiamo tried her best to coquettishly wear pajamas, and she didn't let her sister read the book first, and decided how to divide the stolen goods first.

Seeing that her sister seemed to be a little loose, she used her trump card again, rubbing against her sister's body, almost hanging on her sister's body!

"Let's go, go, go, go, who is such a big man acting like a spoiled child?"

"One percent, do you want love!"

Feng Jiayou impatiently pushed Feng Jiamo aside and wanted to share half of her man's private money. How could she dare to think of this?
Not even one tenth!
After all, others don’t know how fast her man makes money, but as her pillow partner, how can Feng Jiayou not know?
If her man is hiding private money behind her back, he must be submitting another article to get the royalties!
If so, at least it’s a short story!
With her man's current worth, the fee for a short story would be more than one hundred, or even two or three hundred.

Just count it as one hundred!

Is she, the Feng family, stupid if she wants to share half or one-third?
One-tenth is already ten yuan, and the same is not possible! So if you give her one or two pieces of pocket money for one percent, you are already generous enough as a sister!

"Ah?! Sister, how many cents is one percent?! You are too stingy..."

"Just one percent, just say whether you want it or not? Don't hurry out!"

Feng Jiayou turned his back on his sister on the spot and wished she didn't want her. It would be better to leave now.

In this way, she can close the door and train the man properly! "Okay, okay, one percent is one percent, and one or two cents is money. I've never seen a sister like you, and you and your sister are always asking for nothing!"

Feng Jiamo rolled her eyes and agreed reluctantly, but with greedy little eyes, she stared at the book "Marxism-Leninism" in her sister's hand, praying in her heart that the eldest brother Cheng's private treasury would be more powerful!
It would be better to go behind her sister’s back and get a few hundred dollars, so that she can get several pieces of the one percent.

"If you are young, if you are young, please discuss again and again. You will regret it. You will regret it!"

These two sisters just ignored him! In front of him, Cheng Xuemin, just divided the stolen goods like this?
But if Feng Jiayou opens it like this, you will definitely regret it, you really will regret it!

"Ha! Do you really have private money?!"

Feng Jiayou's eyes flashed, her man was really going behind her back and had already set up a small treasury!

Feng Jiayou felt even happier now. She was really curious to see how he had come here for more than a month and produced so much under her eyes.

Feng Jiayou herself felt that she couldn't squeeze out a drop of it, but she didn't expect that he could actually hide it behind her back!
And she will regret it. Is this tone hiding a lot?

really!

It's true as a senior said, a man's energy is like a sponge, if you squeeze it, you will be able to squeeze out a little bit!

"Young master, I admit that I do hide a little!"

"However, I really didn't want to keep it secret from you. I originally handed it over to you tonight!"

"So, you know, that's too much to give!"

Now that it's come to this, Cheng Xuemin can't keep his mouth shut. If he doesn't confess, he won't be too easy on his sister-in-law, who is a snitch!
So in the end, Cheng Xuemin winked at Feng Jiayou and whispered that you gave too much!
“One percent is too much?!”

Now it was the Feng family's turn to be shocked. How much private money did this man hide behind her back?

Giving the bottom one percent to the Feng family is said to be too much. Does that mean that the private money is at least a few hundred or even a thousand?
Good guy!
How did her man do this? ! It’s almost more than her little treasury!
"Sister! If I don't drive you like this, you will regret it if you don't drive me!"

When the Feng family saw the couple muttering to each other and obviously regretting it, they were so anxious that they grabbed it and quickly opened the 'blind box'!

We've all agreed on whether it's more or less, and we can still regret it! ?
"What are you robbing? Who said you would regret it!" Feng Jiamo dodged again, gave Cheng Xuemin a sharp look in his eyes, and asked him to wait.

If she lost too much today, she would have to squeeze him dry. He dared to hide private money behind her back, and the amount was huge.

After dodging for a while, Feng Jiamo said again: "Don't grab it, I'll drive it myself. I might give you a big advantage this time!"

"Tch, it's only a handful of money, what big advantage can I get!?" The Feng family didn't take it seriously, and said, "Sister, you are so strict. Even if the elder Cheng hides his private money, what can he do?" How much money are you hiding?”

"It would be great to have a hundred. I only got one dollar. I think you two are so stingy. Are you so distressed??"

"Scare, there are really more than three hundred!?"

She was cursing and scorning, but her eyes were staring at her sister's hands, and she was praying in her heart that the elder Cheng would be more powerful, and it would be better to hide hundreds or even thousands of dollars behind her sister's back.

But when her sister finally opened "Marxism-Leninism", she found a fee slip inside, with an amount of more than three hundred. Instantly her eyes lit up, and she jumped up and down with excitement!

Three hundred and fifteen dollars!
Da Laocheng actually hid a huge amount of 315 yuan of private money, and now the Feng family got 3 yuan and 15 cents for free. Don't be too excited!
More than three hundred? !

Feng Jiayou's face was also stunned. He took out the royalties sheet and showed it in front of Cheng Xuemin, asking him to explain what the royalties of more than 300 were all about.

If he doesn't speak clearly today, he'll kneel on the washboard!

"Sister, I understand you! Li Wen Liqin, hurry up and bring in the washboard where grandma washes clothes. Your eldest uncle is going to kneel down!"

Warnema!
Listening to what sister-in-law Feng Jiamo shouted out of the window, Cheng Xuemin's face instantly darkened. Isn't this sister-in-law too awesome?
Her sister has never mentioned kneeling on the washboard, and her sister has never mentioned kneeling on the washboard. How can this sister-in-law understand that her sister is going to use the washboard as a killer? ?

"Jia Mo, what are you calling nonsense? Who told you to call Li Wen the washboard guy?!"

Feng Jiayou was also scolded by her sister's yell, blushing with shame.

What kneeling on the washboard? When did she say she wanted her brother-in-law to kneel on the washboard! ?

OK!

Now when Feng Jiamo yelled like this, her mother who heard it ran in and asked, "What's wrong! What's wrong with you?"

"Feng Jiamo, what are you doing in your sister's and brother-in-law's room?!" Mother Feng angrily scolded the younger one, but she glanced at the older one and didn't notice there was a quarrel!
"Mom, the elder Cheng is dishonest. He secretly hid private money behind my sister's back, and I discovered it!"

"Look, there are more than three hundred hidden!"

Feng Jiamo proudly showed off her request for credit, pointed at the manuscript payment slip in her sister's hand, and said proudly!

Hiding private money?
Feng’s mother was stunned when she heard this. Her family was so strict with debt collectors. How could her son-in-law hide private money under her nose?

And more than three hundred? Really fake! ?

It was obvious that the little one was so troubled. Mother Feng urged impatiently: "Go, go, go back to your room and do your homework! You are everywhere, why are you causing so much trouble!"

"Hehe, I discovered it, I discovered it! I found out that the elder Cheng hid his private money!" The Feng family was still proud. The elder Cheng had hidden more than three hundred yuan of private money, and she could get more than three yuan of stolen money. You can treat Zhu Shan and the others to a nice snack tomorrow!

"Sister, give me money, give me money, say one percent, three dollars and fifteen cents..."

"In this "Marxism-Leninism" there's actually...fuck, there's another one here!"

Feng Jiamo ignored her mother's glare and came over to ask her sister to give her money to share the spoils. She shook the book of "Marxism-Leninism" and in an instant, another bill of royalties was shaken out. Feng Jiamo couldn't help but look at it. One light!
Feng Jiayou was also dumbfounded, what else? ! Even Feng's mother on the side was dumbfounded. What's going on?
My son-in-law is a debt collector behind her family’s back. How much private money has he hidden? !

"Scared?! This, this, this... one thousand, six hundred and twenty-three yuan? Where did you, Mr. Cheng, get so much private money?"

When Feng Jiamo picked up the fee slip and saw the amount on it, his eyes almost popped out!
“How much?!”

Now the Feng family is no longer calm. More than 1,600 yuan? What's going on? !
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(End of chapter)