Looking at Sister Mantou's extremely confident face, Cai Gen fell into deep thought.

Confident people are not good at this.

Don't care at all what others say.

I have made my own decision and cannot easily listen to what others say.

Accept that you are a liar.

If you don't accept it, you don't think highly of her.

And if you don't accept it.

It will also have a lingering shadow on Sister Mantou’s future mentality.

Self-confidence will take an infinite hit.

How about doing something good?

Cai Gen was hesitating, thinking about the pros and cons of this matter.

Xiao Sun was very happy. He reached out and took the bank card and stuffed it into Cai Gen's pocket.

"Third uncle, just think of it as doing a good deed, can't you?"

Cai Gen looked at Xiao Sun accusingly, why did he still make the decision for himself?

Could it be that Xiao Sun saw something that he didn't see?

Cai Gen felt that this was the only thing that made him sad.

When encountering something that you cannot understand, you are willing to think about the supernatural world.

It has actually become a habit and I don’t know whether it is good or bad.

There is nothing unusual about Xiao Sun.

"Third uncle, the eldest sister has said everything for this reason. :(/

No matter how cautious you are, it's a bit rude.

Once it comes, make peace with it and treat it as arranged.

This is the fate between you and eldest sister, you can't escape it."

This sentence is a bit vague.

Cai Gen didn't want to think too much, so he had to think too much.

Is it really impossible to avoid it?

Were the things that you couldn't avoid in the past really all arranged?

Seeing that Cai Gen didn't take out his bank card, Sister Mantou was filled with joy.

"This little brother is very transparent and said it well. This is just fate.

Brother Cai, just give me a face, I won’t embarrass you."

Hey, okay, since Xiao Sun has said so, let’s ask the reason later.

Cai Gen lit a cigarette for Sister Steamed Bun again.

"Sister, I don't know yet, what do you call me?"

Cai Gen has thought about it all.

If you are a steamed bun lady, continue to look at the sky at an angle of 45 degrees.

Come on.

The lonely shadow on the cold river, the ancient people in the world, why should we have known each other before when we meet? Just call me a destined person.

Cai Gen immediately knelt down for her. He had to offer his knees and did not consider anything else.

What a blessing.

The steamed bun lady seemed to be waiting for Cai Gen to ask her name, and she kept waiting.

I don’t know what Cai Gen was thinking. After talking for so long, one million was given out, and then he remembered to ask his name. It was really slow.

She said it with great pride, after all, what she cared about most was her own name.

Even if you really engrave it on the side of the ship, you still have to have a name, right?

"My name is Ling Huaqian? I am Ling Huaqian with a smile as bright as a flower.

I know your name is Cai Gen? You sound so down-to-earth and steady.

It’s the same name as mine, so it’s pretty good.”

Ling Huaqian?

Pocket money?

My eldest sister’s parents? How afraid are they that she will be poor and have no pocket money?

Are you okay now? You have so much pocket money that you can give it to anyone who buys steamed buns.

Give back one million.

I didn’t know that my eldest sister’s parents knew about it.

Is that possible? I regret giving her this name.

Cai Gen relied on his inner complaints to calm the throb caused by this million.

"Sister Ling, do I want to write you a receipt?

Or sign an agreement or something?"

One million, not a decimal? Just take it away?

Cai Gen felt it was inappropriate.

Ling Huaqian waved her big hand.

"It's not necessary? Brother Cai, it's completely unnecessary.

I still can't believe you?

Now that the money is in your hands, I can rest assured and stop bragging.

Besides, in this small city, who dares to defraud me of my money?"

Cai Gen unconsciously wanted to take his seat.

However, I don’t think she was talking about herself.

Maybe you’re used to talking big? You’d better not think too much about it.

Cai Gen looked at the steamed buns and Yuanxiao that were packed in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Sister Ling? You said, just give me money? There are also these steamed buns and Lantern Festival.

Why are you so embarrassed?"

Ling Huaqian enthusiastically pushed the steamed bun forward again.

"Then what's there to be embarrassed about? Just think of it as you taking care of my business.

Who is selling and not selling? After I sell out, I close the stall and go home.

The total is eight hundred and ninety-two, you can just give me nine hundred, and it will be troublesome to find change."

Um?

What does it mean?

Isn't it free?

Do you still need money?

You’ve already given one million, are you still short of a few hundred yuan?

Is this a new trick?

Cai Gen even wanted to go to the cash machine to see if there was any money in the bank card?

Sensing Cai Gen's doubts, Ling Huaqian deliberately lowered her voice and said.

"I know Brother Cai is cautious and does things without leakage.

None of us are short of this thousand and eight hundred dollars, we just want to show off.

No need to thank me for being considerate and attentive, this is considered a basic quality.

Don't dare to say anything else. You must not be exposed when you are here with me.

The current accounts are all clear, and no one can see anything wrong.

By the way, sister, I also have fish market and other businesses.

If you have any inconvenience, you can come to me.
To be continued...