Chapter 394 Bao'er, can you give me five yuan?

Back in Northeast China, Fang Meng initially received five yuan of pocket money per month. Later, Bai Nuo discovered that this guy really squandered his money, buying whatever he liked, mostly useless things. Although most of them were bought for her, she really didn't need them.

What's worse is that he often tricked An Yun into spending money recklessly. When Bai Nuo and Liu Yanan found out, they were so angry that they reduced their allowances to two yuan each, and the two of them behaved themselves.

Back in Beijing, because Bai Nuo had to go to school and was worried that Fang Meng wouldn't be able to come to her if he needed money urgently, she gave him another ten yuan as a purse.

And it turns out... it hasn't even been a week yet!

Fang Meng squatted by the kang (a heated brick bed), his hands on the little girl's legs, his two index fingers fiddling with the little girl's pants, his head bowed, looking pitiful and full of grievance.

"Old Man Pang made a bet with the commander of another regiment and lost. The bet was a bottle of good wine. But... well, Jin Zicheng and I secretly drank the wine and replaced it with water. Yesterday, Jin Zicheng found out that an old gentleman had a bottle left, but the old gentleman said that the bottle of wine had to be exchanged for twenty yuan plus twenty jin of grain coupons, no bargaining. Jin Zicheng and I asked the brothers to chip in, but we were still five yuan short."

Fang Meng had no other choice but to risk getting beaten up to come in and ask his wife for an advance on his allowance. Who would have thought that his group of brothers couldn't even scrape together twenty yuan, and he ended up paying the bulk of it.

A bunch of good-for-nothings.

Zhu Kaixuan, standing to the side, looked at the large group of future sons-in-law with a complicated expression.

This kid... how come he's doing so badly? He has to pretend to be pitiful and ask his girlfriend for even a few dollars. It's not like him at all.

He used to hand over all his money to his wife to manage, and she gave him a full ten yuan of pocket money every month. He was living much better than this guy.

Zhu Kaixuan was secretly overjoyed, looking at that brat with an air of superiority. However, when he saw his son-in-law quickly run out with the money, he couldn't help but follow him.