Chapter 33 The Wooden Man

Ye Fei chewed the noodles, and nodded.

Ma Cuihua said: "My old lady had a dream the night before yesterday, dreaming that my Prince Charming was wearing a battle armor and coming on colorful auspicious clouds..."

When Ye Fei heard it, with a puff, all the noodles in his mouth spurted out, and then he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Ma Cuihua gave him a hard look, and said, "What do I mean by you? Is my old lady's story so funny?"

Ye Fei hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, I ate too fast just now, I choked, ahem, Sister Ma, your story...is quite mythical."

Ma Cuihua snorted, and said, "What do you know, a kid? All good things start with myths. Do you still listen to me?"

Ye Fei nodded hastily, and said, "Listen, listen, of course I did, tell me."

Ma Cuihua said: "My Prince Charming is wearing a battle armor and coming on colorful auspicious clouds, tell me a word, if I can save a hundred beggars, he will appear in front of me in reality, you know Yes, my mother, I have been wandering around in my life for twenty-five years, and now I am still a big girl, so for my future happiness, I have to agree, so I have set up a stall at the intersection these days to help Those beggars, but the standard of living here makes me very helpless, there are not many beggars on the street, I was thinking of pulling you to make up the number."

Ye Fei: "..."

Sister Ma.

sister.

You are really my sister.

Oh, co-author, you gave me food for the past two days. You didn't have good intentions, did you treat me like a beggar?

"What? Look at your little eyes, do you have some opinions on my actions?" Seeing Ye Fei looking at her with constipation, Ma Cuihua pinched her waist and said.

Ye Fei smiled wryly and said, "Sister Ma, I have no grudge against you, so you don't have to bury me like this, do you? Although I, Ye Fei, am a poor man, I will not be reduced to a beggar."

Looking at the remaining half bowl of noodles, Ye Fei couldn't eat any more.

Ma Cuihua cut it and said: "You are not a beggar, so you should pay my rent."

Ye Fei: "..."

Damn, where is the co-author of this stalk?

If I had changed to the previous one, I would have had no choice but to compromise.

But now~~~Brother is a rich man, at least he has a household of ten thousand yuan, okay, do you still care about your rent?

"Isn't it just the rent? It would be nice if you said it clearly, as if I, Ye Fei, are someone who owes money and doesn't pay it back." Ye Fei muttered.

Ma Cuihua clicked her tongue and said: "You seem to be rich. The camera at the door shows that you haven't left the house or work for the past two days. Tell me about you, a brat who doesn't even have a job. What do you think?" Pay me rent for what?"

Ye Fei broke down and said: "Sister Ma, you don't stare at my camera every day in the house, do you? Are you really afraid that I will pack up and leave without paying you rent? You are going too far, let me tell you, You are too much."

Ma Cuihua said triumphantly: "What? Are you scared? If you are scared, hurry up and pay me the rent."

Ye Fei stared at Ma Cuihua's face for a long time, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in his mind - Ma Cuihua looks so pretty.

That's right, although Ma Cuihua's reputation is very high, and this woman is indeed quite bluffing at first glance, five big and three thick, but her facial features are extremely delicate, not even inferior to those stars, but she usually seldom Just take care of yourself.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking at? Pay the rent." Seeing Ye Fei staring at him for a long time, his eyes began to glow green, Ma Cuihua felt hairy all over, and hurriedly urged.

Only then did Ye Fei come back to his senses, and he thought he was so lucky, really so lucky, he almost fell into the trap of the charter woman.

"Didn't it be due on the 15th as promised? Today is only the 13th, and there are two days left.

Can we still keep our word? "

Ma Cuihua hehe said: "Keep your word? How dare you keep your word? Who said last month's rent was paid on the 1st? The pigs of this size have lost 200 catties. You pay the rent." What about the rent?"

Ye Fei: "..."

"Aren't I really in trouble? Tell me that you block my door every day asking for money, and you don't give me any time to solve the problem. How can I give it to you?"

"You go to solve the problem, stay in the house every day, can the money fall from the sky to you?"

"Cough cough."

Ye Feixin said, you really guessed right, the money in the sky really fell into my hands, and an ATM was lost.

"What? I have nothing to say? Young people should go out, what does it look like to stay in the house every day." Ma Cuihua scorned.

Ye Fei waved his hand and said: "Sister Ma, you are my own sister. I won't tell you anymore. Isn't it just the rent? I'll take it for you now. Let's talk about it first. After paying the rent, I will trouble you later." Don’t block my door every day again, image, pay attention to image, you know? You said that if those who rent the house know about your blocked door, who will dare to come and live in it in the future.”

"Tsk tsk, go get it now? It's really the same."

"It's true, you'll know in a while."

"If you really want to pay the rent, you don't have to travel so far, just use Tianxin (similar to WeChat on Earth) to transfer the money to me directly."

"I don't have your number."

"Add now."

Ye Fei reluctantly took out his mobile phone, added Ma Cuihua's sky signal, and asked, "How much is the total?"

Ma Cuihua miraculously took out a calculator from her pocket, then pressed it cracklingly, and said: "The rent plus water and electricity bills is 1,687 yuan and 60 cents. I'll take off the fraction for you, and give me 1,687."

Ye Fei curled his lips, and sneered at Ma Cuihua's way of waiving his sixty cents.

Soon, Ye Fei transferred 1,700 yuan to Ma Cuihua by Tianxin, and said, "There is no need to change the change, just treat it as food money for these two days."

Ma Cuihua saw that Ye Fei had really transferred the rent for herself, looked at Ye Fei, then took out thirteen yuan from her pocket and threw it on the table, picked up the bowl and went out.

"I'm not short of your thirteen yuan."

Ye Fei looked at the thirteen yuan on the table, and then at Ma Cuihua who was walking out with a bowl. For some reason, he felt that Ma Cuihua was not in a happy mood because of receiving the money at this moment.

"What's the matter? Didn't I pay the rent to you? How can you be happy when you don't pay the rent?"

Without thinking too much, Ye Fei put away the thirteen yuan change, then closed the door and continued surfing the Internet.

Holding the bowl, Ma Cuihua walked angrily and muttered, "Bastard, you bastard, you actually paid the rent. How can you ask my old lady to block your door in the future? What a fool."

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Fei still maintained his good habit of getting up early. After washing, he tidied up the room.

After all, he wants to broadcast live to his tens of thousands of fans, so this image cannot be lost.

With this toss, time passed quietly.

Just as Ye Fei was tidying up his nest, a message was sent out on the Qiuqiu platform. This message was like a torpedo exploding, sending waves all over the sea.