Chapter Nine Hundred and Seventy Eight

"It's okay, Sister, your family's life is not bad." Zhang Manyue smiled all over her face, and she was a little flustered.

Recently, she has heard a lot of compliments, so flattering that she doesn't even know her last name, and she walks like a wind.

The cousin wondered: "I'm not even half as good as you, ouch... my son is not as good as your son, Man Yue, I came here to borrow some money, the eldest grandson is going to marry a wife, and I'm looking for someone to forget the day , March 18th, it's only a few days away, and the money for the wine has not yet been settled..."

I talked about a big deal in a long way, but it was actually just two words-borrowing money.

In addition, she complimented Zhang Manyue to the sky, which made her too embarrassed to refuse, even though she didn't want to borrow money.

She was unwilling to take out the money that was in her pocket, but it was her cousin who borrowed the money, and she directly refused to save face. Zhang Manyue secretly thought about the reason.

"Manyue, do you still remember the old man in our village when we were young? No, he said that we sisters, your luck is the best, and the old man really hit the mark. Isn't it because your luck is the best?

Oops... Wanhu, Man Yue, you know how to raise a son, if my few unsatisfactory things are half as capable as Lai Jin, I will laugh in my dreams..."

The cousin was very eloquent, and she didn't give Zhang Manyue a chance to interject, which made her dizzy and a little smug.

It turned out that her good fate was already doomed when she was a child. Could it be that she is the legendary lucky person with good fortune, wealth and longevity?

Zhang Manyue became even more dizzy, and hoped that the cousin would speak more obediently.

"I just said this because I had no choice. My old face is gone. Don't worry about Man Yue. I'll return the money to you after I buy the wine. I'm sure I won't owe you anything."

Zhang Manyue's warm heart turned cold again? She was still unwilling to borrow money.

but--

"Full Moon? Are you looking down on me? Sigh... I'm really ashamed to see people." The cousin bowed her head in shame.

"No...no, who doesn't encounter difficulties? How can you look down on me? Sister, you think too much." Zhang Manyue said hurriedly.

"You are still as enthusiastic as you were when you were a child, so many sisters? You are the only one who still remembers the old relationship, Man Yue? You will lend me money, right?" The cousin looked at her expectantly, as if Zhang Manyue was her heaven.

Zhang Manyue twitched the corners of her mouth, and the words of refusal were stuck in her throat like this. She regretted talking so much nonsense with her cousin, which made her feel embarrassed.

But the cousin's words are really nice? She can listen to it for three days and three nights without sleeping.

The air condensed for a few minutes? The cousin watched persistently without blinking her eyes, Zhang Manyue was finally defeated, and asked in a low voice, "How much do you want to borrow?"

"Three hundred yuan, I will definitely pay it back after drinking? You can rest assured." The cousin said cheerfully.

Zhang Manyue's face changed drastically, can she say three hundred yuan? She can't spend three hundred yuan a year.

"Sister, I don't have three hundred yuan? I just organized a wedding for the third child, and money is tight."

"Are you a ten-thousand-dollar household? Three hundred yuan is not a trivial matter."

"Who said he has a ten thousand yuan household? The county magistrate didn't even shake his hand? He just earned a few dollars, not much."

"The two hundred yuan is fine, at worst, my banquet will be simpler."

"Sister, I really have no money, and money is tight."

"Manyue, you can't just ignore death, your leaky fingers are enough for our family to eat and drink, my old bones are useless, I can't do anything..."

The cousin wiped away her tears, her face was wrinkled like a spider web, she looked very pitiful.