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Chapter three hundred and seventeen pocket money is not enough

In the canteen of the Provincial People's Hospital, Zong Zhiwen happened to see his niece and immediately waved his hand, and then the two of them found a corner to sit down.

"Uncle, are you asking me for something?" Jiang Shumei asked in a low voice. While eating, it was cold. If you didn't eat, the meal would be cold.

Zong Zhiwen asked in a low voice: "Shumei, where did you buy this plaster? Although it looks a little rough, the effect is really good. I want to buy some for your aunt."

When he heard this, Jiang Shumei smiled and said proudly: "That's what Xinying's classmate made by herself. When I go back in the evening, I will call Xinying and ask her to help her make some. However, if you can't withdraw money, just treat it as my filial piety to my aunt."

They are all relatives, and Zong Zhiwen doesn't care about these small things. When it comes to the New Year and the Festival, he will give his niece more red envelopes, "By the way, I heard that Zhao Fucai went to your parents every day. Haoyan hid in my house so many times, which is not a solution. Sooner or later, Zhao Fucai will know that Haoyan is his child, and he has also turned aside. If the prodigal son turns around, don't you think about reuniting and reunion with the family?"

After hearing this, Jiang Shumei shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Hey, I don't know what to do now? Xinying is growing up now and is very sensible. Some time ago, she asked me how to get into the Provincial No. 1 Middle School. She felt that she could not achieve her grades. She is working hard to practice martial arts and is preparing to get into the exam as a special student. But Haoyan is still young and has no father, which is very pitiful. I just want to forgive Zhao Fucai for the child, but when I think of the betrayal at the time, I feel uncomfortable. It is said that a man will betray countless times if he betrayed him once, and I don't know what to do now......"

Zong Zhiwen looked at his niece and sighed, "No matter we are, my uncle supports your decision. As always, he supports your divorce. As long as you promise your uncle, live a good life and don't give up on yourself, you were raised by your grandma and grandpa, and I watched you grow up, just like my own daughter! My uncle hopes you are happy, happy, and if you need help, just say it."

Jiang Shumei nodded, her eyes almost turned red with emotion, "Thank you uncle and aunt."

When he went back tonight, Jiang Shumei called Zhao Xinying to help her prepare some rheumatism cream. Zhao Xinying thought about her uncle and her uncle was very nice to her, so she gave her all kinds of things.

Zhao Xinying didn't have enough pocket money, so she asked Zhao Fucai.

"Yingying, I gave you 1,000 yuan last week, you have already spent it?" Zhao Fucai was surprised. He didn't give Zhao Xinying some pocket money, but he was afraid that Zhao Xinying would spend money randomly and not learn well.

"Yes, I bought my mother's whitening cream and health tea, and also bought rheumatism cream and health tea for my grandparents to treat constipation." Zhao Xinying replied while eating, "Now I only have more than 100 yuan in my hand, and I have to spend it myself. You can't let me not even have the money to drink drinks in school! In addition, my mother just called and asked me to order some ointments, but she didn't give me money. I don't ask you for money, so would I call my mother to ask for money again?"

When Zhao Fucai heard that it was Jiang Shumei who called Zhao Xinying to buy ointment, he immediately smiled and said, "Don't beat it, don't beat it. Dad will give you as much money as you want!"
Chapter completed!
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