They are all reborn, who will fall in love?

The warm sunlight passed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the library and fell on Feng Nanshu's body, making her smooth long hair and thick eyelashes seem to be coated with a layer of light gold.

She was sitting upright, upright, quiet, and obedient.

The slender fingers clamped a corner of the page, and turned the page gently, and the clever eyes were full of purity.

After reading this page, she pinched a slice of shrimp and ate it into her mouth, making a clicking sound, before continuing to turn to the next page.

After repeating this cycle several times, the packaging bag containing the shrimp chips gradually became empty.

It wasn't until Feng Nanshu shot again that she realized that this was the last piece, so she raised her head and drove towards Jiang Qin.

"I won't eat it, you can eat it up."

Feng Nanshu's eyes shone with joy, he picked up the last piece and ate it into his mouth, then turned to the next page.

Jiang Qin stared at her for a while, and felt that Feng Nanshu was really not joking with him.

She really agreed to borrow money.

But why did he feel absurd?

Don't need an IOU?

No matter how bad it is, you should ask me what I do and when will I pay back the money.

Jiang Qin has the soul of a thirty-eight-year-old uncle, a pure creature like a high school student, logically speaking, he should be able to see through it at a glance, but he really can't understand Feng Nanshu's operation.

But this is also normal. He had never been in contact with a rich woman before his rebirth, so it's not surprising that he couldn't understand.

Maybe rich women are like this.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Feng Nanshu suddenly put the bookmark into the book, got up and stroked the skirt, and put the book back on the shelf.

She leaves on time at this time every day, and it can be seen that the access control is very strict.

But this time, before going out, Feng Nanshu deliberately paused, then turned around and waved goodbye to Jiangqin.

It's not that cold...

Jiang Qin watched her leave, then turned his head and looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Through the glass, he could clearly see the black Bentley parked downstairs.

The driver, wearing white gloves, had already opened the door and waited respectfully, while the bodyguard stood on the side that opened the door with a serious and vigilant expression.

Feng Nanshu quietly walked out of the library, got into the car without a word, and disappeared into the street before dusk with the roar of the engine.

"The Golden House and Yan Ruyu are actually the same person."

"..."

"Suddenly I'm a little hungry, let's go home first."

Jiang Qin picked up the "Guide to Soft Rice" and put it back on the bookshelf, then rode back to Hongrong's home on Beier Road, and bought a drawer of steamed buns at the gate of the community.

Today is Wednesday, a working day.

Ms. Yuan Youqin is an employee of the government guest house, and Mr. Jiang Zhenghong works in the Health Bureau, so there should be no one at home now, so I can only buy a small steamed bun to make do with it.

However, he ate so many takeaways and instant noodles in his previous life. Now he is a vegetarian, and has no excessive requirements for the quality of food.

What's more, the taste of this bun shop is really good, the skin is thin and the stuffing is big, and even a branch shop opened ten years later.

Jiang Qin picked up a steamed bun from the plastic bag and took a bite. It was hot and oily, with the original recipe and familiar taste.

It's just that the weather is too hot now, and I'm sweating after eating two.

Jiang Qin fastened the plastic bag and planned to eat it after going home.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the night came up silently.

Mr. Jiang Zhenghong returned home with two plastic bags, changed out of his slippers, and sat down on the sofa.

Beads of sweat were all over his forehead, he couldn't breathe well, and he hurriedly called Jiang Qin to pour him water.

"Dad, where have you been? Why are you so tired?"

"Your mother said that the vegetables in the Nancun vegetable market are cheap. I rode for forty minutes and bought a bunch of them. They are all your favorites."

Jiang Qin put the water glass in front of him: "Isn't it just a few cents cheaper? It's not enough effort. Is our family so poor?"

Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of water, and said contentedly: "It has nothing to do with being poor. You are going to college, and you will marry a wife after college. There will be more places to spend money in the future, and the places that can be saved Of course you have to save it, but you can’t spend it recklessly!”

As soon as the words fell, the door hinge creaked, and the door was pushed open again.

Ms. Yuan Youqin came in carrying a shopping bag from a department store, her expression was overjoyed and she was still humming.

Seeing this scene, the father and son couldn't help but look at each other.

"What did you buy?"

"Sister Xu from our unit said that the department store's woolen coats are on sale at half price, which gave me a great deal!"

Jiang Zhenghong's eyes widened: "Wool coat? How much did you spend?"

Ms. Yuan Youqin showed a smug expression: "The original price was 888, now it's only 488."

"Dad, is this what you said you shouldn't spend money carelessly?" Jiang Qin was shocked.

"You prodigal bitch, it's dog days, what kind of woolen coat are you buying?"

"What do you know, if it wasn't for the dog days, the price would not be reduced!"

Jiang Zhenghong put on the majesty of the head of the family: "Jiang Qin has already finished the college entrance examination, and after the results, he has to serve wine and pay his tuition fees. There are many places to spend money."

Yuan Youqin changed his shoes and walked to the living room: "Isn't that what I said exactly? Also, I told you to go to the Nancun vegetable market, have you gone?"

"Of course I went. I calculated the bill. The vegetables at the Nancun vegetable market are much cheaper than our downstairs salt store. This time, I saved more than 20 yuan."

"Then we saved three hundred and two today?"

Jiang Zhenghong didn't turn his head around for a long time: "Where did the three hundred come from?"

Ms. Yuan Youqin raised the shopping bag in her hand: "I used 488 to buy a coat that was originally priced at 888. Didn't I save another 300 yuan inside and out?"

"Youqin, I'm going to talk about you. Your consumption concept is obviously wrong."

"Jiang Zhenghong, I have been married to you for so many years, but I haven't bought any clothes, just a woolen coat, you still call me?"

Jiang Qin watched cheerfully from the side, feeling that this long-lost family dispute was very heartwarming.

Dad is still in his prime now, he is strong and strong, he is not fifty-three years old and has gray hair, nor did he secretly open Didi until he fainted in the car in order to earn a down payment for himself.

My mother is still young, and still loves beauty. She would go to department stores with a little money in her hand, and she didn't even dare to buy meat because of saving money.

This was definitely the happiest thing he felt after being reborn.

But he was too mean to laugh while watching a play, and he quickly directed the disaster to himself, and the couple stared blankly at the same time.

"Jiang Qin, why are you laughing? Do you also think I shouldn't buy this wool coat?"

Jiang Qin suppressed the smile on his face: "Mom, I'm going to make a lot of money in the future, and I won't let you buy outdated discounted clothes anymore, and I won't let my dad go to the vegetable market so far away."

Yuan Youqin's expression was slightly stunned, and his eyes softened instantly: "This is my good son, don't be like your father, who picks and searches all day long."

"Where did I dig and search..."

Jiang Zhenghong's voice was a little weaker, obviously lacking confidence, but when he turned around, he found that his mother-in-law had already opened the shopping bag, and the bag contained rolls of toilet paper.

"What's this?"

"The leader said that all the inventory in the guest house should be replaced, so I took it back. Do you think you are the only one who knows how to be thrifty?"

Yuan Youqin said angrily, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Zhenghong was dumbfounded, thinking that you are doing fishing law enforcement!