"Sister Zhichao, I heard that Zhichao's mother cost 10,000+ for the operation, and they only brought a total of 3 yuan there. Now they are asking me to borrow money, but you know that opening a clothing store in this small town is very expensive." I can’t make much money, and the most I can get together is 1 yuan to lend them..”

"Auntie, I see. You don't have to worry about the money. Call my uncle later and tell my uncle that I will rush back soon. Let him send the hospital in G city to my mobile phone. I will think about the money." There's a way..."

After listening to Zijun's words, the aunt looked at Tong Zhenyu next to Zijun, and then said: "Originally, your uncle told me not to tell you these things when he knew you were back, for fear of increasing your burden, but this morning I heard from people in your grandmother's village that you brought your boyfriend back and drove a small car, I thought about your aunt waiting for money for medical treatment..."

"I see, thank you!" Zijun took the words of Zhichao's godmother, and said a few words to the aunt before saying goodbye and leaving.

When she walked out of the clothing store, Zijun's heart ached. When she was a child, she would visit her grandmother's house every summer vacation, so she was close to her aunt. At that time, her aunt gave birth to a boy named Zhichao, so she treated her very well. good.

Now, her aunt is sick, so she naturally doesn't dare to ignore it. Although her finances are indeed very tight now, she still has to find a way.

She took a deep breath, looked at Tong Zhenyu beside her, and shouted after a while, "Tong Zhenyu."

"Huh?" He frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with her sudden yelling of her first and last name.

"May I borrow 10 yuan from you?" Zijun plucked up his courage and asked.

Tong Zhenyu was taken aback for a moment, his face sank, and then he said coldly: "No!"

Borrowing money, thanks to her being able to say it out loud, he already regarded her as his wife, yet she was so alien to him!

Zijun didn't expect Tong Zhenyu to refuse so simply, and he couldn't hold back his face all of a sudden, so he broke free from him and grabbed his hand, and walked forward alone.

Tong Zhenyu ignored her, saw her walking with her head down, didn't even see his car, and didn't call her out angrily, just got into the car and drove back.

Grandma saw Tong Zhenyu's car driving back, and he was still carrying ginger and the meat he bought, but Zijun was not following behind him, so she couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Where is Zijun? Didn't you find her in the town?" ?”

"Walk in the back"" Tong Zhenyu replied lightly, and handed the ginger and meat to grandma.

"Oh," grandma looked out of the courtyard door, then at Tong Zhenyu, and then went into the kitchen with ginger and meat.

... .

Because Zijun was angry, he lowered his head and walked forward. As soon as he entered the village, he happened to meet Liu Jianping who met last night. At this time, he was holding a basket of vegetables in his hand, blocking Zijun's way.

"Brother Jianping, what's the matter?" Zijun stopped and looked at Liu Jianbo who blocked his way.

Liu Jianping grabbed his own cropped head with one hand, and handed over the box of vegetables with the other hand: "This is grown at home, my mother asked me to send you some."

Zijun didn't dislike it either, and just reached out to take it: "Brother Jianping, thank you, come sit with me at grandma's house for a while."

"No, no, I'll just say a few words to you here." Liu Jianping waved his hands quickly, and then looked sideways at Zijun's grandmother's house.

In fact, these dishes were delivered by himself. In the morning, he went around the gate of Zijun's grandmother's house. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Zijun coming out, so he picked up the dishes and walked back.

Who knew that within two steps, he saw the man who held Zijun's hand last night driving back. He thought that Zijun would definitely not look at him if he found such a rich man, so he walked back dejectedly .

Unexpectedly, after walking a short distance, Zijun came back with his head down and sullen.

"Your husband is back. Why didn't you come back in your husband's car? People in the village say that you are very lucky. You have married such a good husband. Your luck is better than when your mother was young."

Although Liu Jianping said this with envy, he was not jealous. Zhang Zijun was the daughter-in-law he fell in love with when he was young. Hitting in-laws, it turned out that she really grew up, but such a beautiful daughter-in-law took advantage of others.

At first, I thought that the man had a good relationship with Zijun, but when the two of them came back from the town just now, the man was driving, but Zijun was walking back, so they probably had a deadlock.

"I just saw your husband driving back." Liu Jianping paid attention to Zijun's face: "The rich men in the city really have a temper. In fact, they often play around."

"..." Zijun was speechless, and then instinctively said, "He's not my husband yet."

Liu Jianping froze for a moment, his brain couldn't turn the corner, he pointed at the Lamborghini parked not far away, and opened his mouth and said, "Then... he still drove to your grandma's house to find you?"

"He's my...friend." Zijun said truthfully, the relationship between her and Tong Zhenyu is still only a friend.

"Friend?" Liu Jianping's heart was pounding for an instant, and he was so excited that he asked nervously, "What about your husband?"

Before Zijun could answer, Tong Zhenyu had already walked over with a gloomy face, and seeing the two standing there chatting, he walked past them as if he didn't see them, and then walked towards the small shop in front .

Liu Jianping glanced at Tong Zhenyu's back, and then said to Zijun: "Zijun, my mother said that you are coming back, and invite you and your grandma to our house for dinner tonight. Let's have a lively and lively together."

"No need, there are guests at home," Zijun prevaricated lightly, thinking in her heart that she might be leaving in the afternoon.

"Guest, you can let him eat anything at home alone. Anyway, there is something at home, so you can let him watch TV at your grandma's house." Liu Jianping still warmly invited.

"No, I may have other things to do in the afternoon. Thank you for the food. Go back early. It's already noon. It's time for me to go home and help grandma cook."

Zijun turned around to leave after saying this, but Liu Jianping stopped her again, seeing that Tong Zhenyu had already entered the shop, so he asked solemnly: "Zijun, tell me now, what is the relationship between that man and you?" What's the relationship?"

Zijun frowned slightly: "Didn't I just say that, I am friends with him."

"I heard from people in the village that he didn't have a lot of furniture and appliances for your grandma's house yesterday. How can there be such a good relationship with ordinary friends?" Liu Jianping would not believe that a man would be nice to a woman for no reason.

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