These thousands of dollars are money that ordinary families cannot earn for several years, but among the wealthy families, it is just an inconspicuous pocket money. After a few rounds of mahjong, the money will be gone.

Zheng Lingling and Zheng Xianjing are very compatible and spend five or six hundred yuan on skin care products every month. With the purchase of jewelry, the money is almost gone as soon as they get it.

Where can I get 30,000 yuan now?

Zheng Lingling said: "You don't have to worry about money, I will have a solution."

"Mom, do you have private money?"

Zheng Lingling did not directly answer Zheng Xianjing's words, but said, "Xianjing, aren't you going to bring tea to your grandma and Grandma Jiang? Let's go with you, and by the way, see if your grandma's health is better."

Zheng Xianjing noticed the subtle footsteps outside the door and smiled and said, "Okay mom, don't worry, grandma will definitely be fine."

The mother and daughter walked out of the room together and went to deliver tea to Dr. Jiang and Old Mrs. Zheng.

Dr. Jiang explained to Zheng Lingling some old lady Zheng’s taboos, and the details that need to be paid attention to in daily life, and then said goodbye.

Zheng Lingling smiled and said, "Aunt Jiang, I'll give it to you."

Zheng Xianjing doesn’t like Dr. Jiang very much.

Since she heard what Dr. Jiang and Old Mrs. Zheng said, she has disliked Dr. Jiang even more.

I don’t know why Zheng Lingling was so kind to Dr. Jiang.

"Xianjing, come with me to send Grandma Jiang." Zheng Lingling turned to look at Zheng Xianjing.

"Okay." Zheng Xianjing followed Zheng Lingling's footsteps sensibly.

Dr. Jiang smiled very kindly, "I remember Xianjing was still a baby in her arms at the beginning, but I didn't expect she would be a big girl in the blink of an eye."

Zheng Lingling said: "Xianjing, when you were a child, Grandma Jiang had hugged you. Do you still remember?"

Zheng Xianjing smiled and said, "It's been so long, how can I remember it?"

Zheng Lingling looked at Zheng Xianjing unhappily, but Dr. Jiang looked indifferent and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's normal for a child to have a bad memory."

Zheng Lingling said: "It's a good thing you don't have the same knowledge as her."

Walking outside the door, Dr. Jiang stopped and said, "Just send it here." Speaking of this, Dr. Jiang seemed to have thought of something and took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box. "I almost forgot that this medicine has miraculous effects on coughs. Lingling, just put it in when you stew chicken soup, half a pill at a time."

Zheng Lingling took the medicine bottle solemnly, "I'm sorry, Aunt Jiang is troubled."

Dr. Jiang smiled and said, "Your mom and I have been so old sisters for so many years, so there is no need to say these."

Zheng Lingling continued, "By the way, Aunt Jiang, do you have time tomorrow morning? I have a friend who is not feeling well. I want to take her over to your side tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Dr. Jiang nodded, "Then we will see you tomorrow morning."

"Okay, goodbye Aunt Jiang." Zheng Lingling pushed Zheng Xianjing, "Say goodbye to your Grandma Jiang."

Zheng Xianjing said perfunctorily: "Goodbye Grandma Jiang."

After Dr. Jiang left, Zheng Lingling scolded Zheng Xianjing in a slight manner, and then said, "Xinjing, even if I saw it this time, I will not be so rude to you Grandma Jiang in the future!"

Zheng Xianjing snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "What's the use of you being so good to her? You don't know how she is talking about you behind the scenes!"

Dr. Jiang saw that he was not a good person.

One thing in person, one thing behind the scenes!

Zheng Lingling sighed and said earnestly: "No matter what, Grandma Jiang is your elder, you can't be that big or small!"

"Which elder is she?" Zheng Xianjing murmured in a low voice: "It's almost the same as a mess."

Zheng Lingling looked correct, "Xianjing! Do you still remember your identity!"

"Mom, I'm wrong!"

Zheng Lingling continued: "Do you know that people will scold you for not having a tutor like this!"

Zheng Xianjing said: "Mom, I'm just doing this in front of you, and I'm not doing this in front of others."

Zheng Lingling said with a stern face: "You are not allowed to do this in front of me, you are used to it and become natural!"

"Oh, I get it, I won't dare to do it anymore."

Zheng Xianjing's attitude of admitting her mistakes was quite good, so Zheng Lingling didn't say anything and turned around and entered the house with Zheng Xianjing.

As soon as he got to the house, Zheng Lingling was busy going to the kitchen to stew chicken soup for Mrs. Zheng.

Zheng Xianjing was speechless.

That dead old woman treats them so much, but she didn't expect that Zheng Lingling is so kind to her!

Really careless.

In her opinion, she should replace all the medicine in the medicine bottle with poison and poison the dead old woman to death!

......

Ni Yan walked out of the shared telephone booth, with a faint curve rippling on the corner of her mouth, and the dimples were shallow, as if they could suck people in, and the light was overflowing, and even the clouds in the sky were not as dazzling as hers.

She walked all the way to the detectives' house.

Xiao Zhou was standing in front of an old phonograph fiddling, and even Ni Yan came in and didn't notice it.

"Did it not make any noise?" Ni Yan walked to Xiao Zhou.

Xiao Zhou was startled by the sudden sound. Seeing that the person coming was Ni Yan, he smiled and said, "It's not that he doesn't make any noise, but the sound is a little wrong, just like pulling a big saw."

"Let me take a look." Ni Yan walked to the phonograph.

This is a very old phonograph. The slender arms of the swan neck are paired with a big trumpet, shaped like a blooming trumpet flower, proud and elegant.

The loudspeaker is made of pure copper, with excellent wear resistance and no fading. The quaint and exquisite wooden cabinet complements the loudspeaker.

This phonograph originated in the Republic of China. In the 1980s, several more were seen in China. In later generations, all of them became precious antiques and could only be seen in museums and collectors.

Ni Yan had no other hobbies in his previous life, so collecting phonographs is one of them.

She lowered her head and tinkered for a while, put on the record, pressed the key to turn on, and instantly, a gentle music sound came from the loudspeaker.

"Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps, with lights rising, singing and dancing bringing peace..."

Xiao Zhou said in surprise: "It's so amazing! Yanyan, you are so amazing! You can even repair the phonograph!"

The most popular machine at this time is the radio.

The trendy men and women on the street almost all have a radio and have a headphone on their ears. That's so cool!

The headphones were found when the telegraph was available, probably in China that entered the late Qing Dynasty.

Nowadays, almost few people are studying bulky and old machines like phonographs.

Sometimes Xiao Zhou really can't understand Ni Yan.

This girl who is smaller than him, thinner than him, but better than him, has too many secrets hidden.

Ni said with a smile: "It's not awesome, it's just a coincidence."

Xiao Zhou came over and poured Ni Yan a glass of water, "Yan Yan, you must be having something to do when you come to me, right?"

Ni Yan took the cup with both hands, "You really guessed it."

Xiao Zhou smiled and said, "What's the matter? Let's hear it."

Ni Yan took a sip of tea, "People may come to give Mr. Mo some money in the past few days. Then you will say that Mr. Mo is not here for something, and the things will be sent. Please help me collect the money."

She was not convenient for her to come forward in person in this way, so she had to ask Xiao Zhou to help.

"Send money to Mr. Mo?"

"Yeah." Ni Yan nodded slightly.

"Is this Mr. Mo?" Xiao Zhou continued to ask.

"It's me." Ni Yan smiled with eyebrows and eyes.

Xiao Zhou joked: "Are you following your husband after getting married?"

Ni Yan smiled faintly, "That's right."

After staring at the screen, Xiao Zhou cleared his throat and said, "There is not a good reputation for Mojiki's reputation. Yanyan, are you sure you want to choose him as your boyfriend?"

Ni Yan said: "The opinions of others have nothing to do with me. I just need to like it."

She really doesn't care.

She just wants to live a life of freedom, not want to be bound by rules and regulations, and she doesn't want to miss the person she likes, because there will be no next life in her life.

"But once Mo Qishen leaves the Mo family, he will be nothing." Xiao Zhou continued: "Yanyan, you are so outstanding and deserve a better person."

No one is too ungrateful, idle, and has been divorced, and his reputation has become ruined.

Xiao Zhou didn't understand why Ni Yan fell in love with him?

Ni Yan said seriously: "He is the best person in my eyes."

Xiao Zhou continued: "Do you know why both Zheng Xianjing and Li Xianxian want to marry Mo Baichuan?"

"I don't know." Ni Yan shook her head.

Xiao Zhou continued: "According to my investigation, Mo Baichuan is likely to be Mr. Mog, so you know why both of them have tried their best to marry Mo Baichuan?"
To be continued...