Manman sat in the kitchen and picked up vegetables with Chuxia, and sometimes looked at Chuxia.
Seeing that she wanted to speak but stopped, Chu Xia was more anxious than her and pretended to be slightly annoyed and glared at her: "If you have something to say, you can suffocate me to death."
What are you asking?
This matter must be clarified.
"When did you know he was not a dilapidated?"
Chu Xia was stunned. Seeing Manman's eyebrows were slightly raised and his blame was not seen, he was a little more cramped, and he couldn't help but pout slightly: "He said it was for your own good, and I also think that if the Wen family knew about this, it would be of no benefit to you and him."
Manman nodded: "I know this, don't tell him, wait for him to tell me yourself."
Breathe in relief in early summer.
"Have he told you, what's his family like?" Manman asked.
"Even if he doesn't say it, my husband and I must ask clearly, otherwise how dare we be this matchmaker?" Chu Xia was very proud of this, "He said that his father is the leader of the army and he is a division-level army official. His family, his elder brothers, sisters, sisters, brothers, and brother-in-law, are all working in the army."
The whole family is full of comrades in the People's Liberation Army. The economy is guaranteed by the government, and the food and clothing are free of worries. They cannot starve to death and cannot die of freezing to death. They are not afraid of being old. They have the power to protect themselves in the imperial city, which is equivalent to the civil servant level.
It should be said that a family background like Comrade Jiang Yan can at least attract female compatriots of average medium or below level, and a poor woman like Manman is definitely a high-level woman.
"Manman." Seeing that his friend was silently like a cat who was about to escape at any time, Chuxia was anxious to poke her shoulder with his finger, "I tell you, we cannot want a man without a man, and a man without a man, if you chase you, you don't want it, it's a pie that fell from the sky. If you don't eat it, you will starve yourself to death! We are neither evil nor great good people, we are ordinary people who are greedy for that bite of food!"
"Don't worry." Manman pushed her finger away angrily. What a hurry? She didn't say she didn't want the man. "Even if a penny drops on the ground, I'll pick it up and hide it in my pocket and pretend that I don't know."
"Have backbone!" Comrade Chuxia encouraged him positively.
"But." Manman slowly said, "If it was a bag of gold placed in front of you, would you pick it up?"
"Pick up--" But after picking up, the owner came to see her. She would become a crime of theft without picking up the money. Chuxia was so entangled that Manman could make sense of life or death. Damn Manman's voice was soft like a little sheep and it was easy for people to get trapped.
"I think his family is in a good place." Manman said next, putting it to death, "It's much better than the two masters we met."
It would be strange if Chu Xia believed her: Manman, you obviously only like Mr. Jiang, and no other men are in your eyes.
"Manman, what do you like him?" Chu Xia secretly inquired.
"He wrote me a love letter." Manman said, blushing, "He was the first man to make me laugh."
Growing up at the best Wen family, Manman has very few opportunities to laugh sincerely. Manman thinks that it is the most important thing to have a man who is willing to make her laugh and make her happy for the rest of her life. If two people are together for the rest of their lives, what's the point?
This is true. Chuxia thought that some couples could have a good life for the same food expenses of fifty yuan a day, while some couples could make the family restless all day for this little money.
"By the way. I want to make a phone call." Manman suddenly remembered and wiped his hands on the apron.
"Call to Mr. Jiang?" Chu Xia joked at her back.
He turned around and stared at Chu Xia: "No. I forgot to ask Mr. Yao about Xiao Dongzi yesterday, but he and Ayan's class can call him on the same phone switchboard."
Chuxia couldn't stop smiling: Ayan, when did this name automatically upgrade the version?
Manman seemed to have not realized it, so he carefully clicked the switchboard number of their troops and dialed in: "Hello, I want to find Colonel Yao Ziye."
He beeped a few times and turned around. The one coming from the microphone opposite was not Yao Ziye, but Comrade Jun Ye who was as cold as ice: "Col. Yao has gone out, who is it?"
Manman was frozen into popsicles on the spot.
"Isn't it Yao Ziye?" Chu Xia stood behind her and poked her head curiously.
Before Manman could hold the microphone, Chuxia's voice came straight to Jun Ye through the phone line.
Jun Ye hummed coldly, indicating that he had a good memory: "Do you want to pay back more than 3,000?"
How do you answer this? I said no, but people thought she would not pay back the money, but said yes. Yao Ziye said it clearly last time and didn't need her to pay back the money.
Chuxia grabbed Manman's phone number: "Hey! Comrades from the People's Liberation Army, you said you don't have to pay it back. What does it mean to go back on your word now?"
He really didn't know about this. Maybe it was because he had just returned and Yao Ziye didn't have time to tell him. Jun Ye still said coldly: "He said he didn't have to pay it back, it doesn't mean you don't have to pay it back my money."
This time it was Manman's turn to get angry and grabbed the phone number back: "I owe you how much, tell me."
"Three thousand six."
"What?!" Chu Xia shouted, "You don't have to mess with us anymore. Your friend has a conscience. He told us that these more than three thousand were not produced by one or two of you!"
"I only paid two or three hundred yuan, but I have to pay the interest rate, so this number is not much." Comrade Jun Ye fully reflects the financial ability of black people in his verbal words.
"You—" Chu Xia gasped, "You are usury? The underworld? Do you want me to sue you in your army?"
Chuxia shouted too loudly. Yao Ziye, who came back, saw Lu Jun take the microphone one foot away from him, so Yao Ziye also heard Chuxia shouting.
Yao Ziye was surprised. What was surprised was that Comrade Junye actually had the intention to joke with others. You know, Comrade Junye is the kind of person who jokes once a hundred years.
When Chuxia finished yelling, Comrade Jun Ye's voice summed up his unpainful voice: "Let your friend prepare the money into cash and bring it back directly to me."
"Look, I won't go to the army to sue you-" Chu Xia's voice was "clicked" by Jun Ye.
"Are you back?" Lu Jun, who had hung up the phone, had no crack in his cold mask. It was hard to say whether he was just kidding.
Yao Ziye remembered and hurriedly said, "Their money was last time I told them not to pay it back."
"I know." Lu Jun said three simple words.
Yao Ziye had long and narrow eyes, a little puzzled.
"Where were you going today?"
Yao Ziye, who was taking off his coat, hesitated on the button and said, "I took my uncle's specimen to the paternity test center."
"You think it's her so?" How could Lu Jun not know that Yao Ziye didn't discuss it with him in advance because they had differences on this matter.
Yao Ziye knew that he was unreasonable, so Lu Jun checked it. The date of birth on Manman's ID card was indeed two years apart from Nannan.
"Ziye, don't catch the wind and shadow. I won't recognize it. Although I don't know what she did to you, you suddenly became concerned about her so much that I really thought she was Nannan!" After saying this harsh words, Lu Jun slammed the door and went out.
Chapter completed!