Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 81 - 77: Distributing Money in Town (Request for Monthly Ticket.)

Chapter 81: Chapter 77: Distributing Money in Town (Request for Monthly Ticket.)

Chapter 77: Distributing Money in Town

Begging for monthly tickets!

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Zhou Yunmei disagreed, pointing to the redemption slip in Luo Zhiyong’s hand, she asked, "But hasn’t your wage increased now?"

Luo Zhiyong’s brows slightly furrowed as he said, "My wage has increased, which means that the prices have also gone up relatively. I still need to live in the army."

Zhou Yunmei pursed her lips and stopped talking, as there was only so much money, she couldn’t be bothered to go withdraw it.

Since there were many people withdrawing money, the queue would take a long time, so she waited outside with Fang Xiu and the others.

It was almost half an hour later by the time Luo Zhiyong and Fang Pingying had withdrawn the money.

Luo Zhiyong took the money and handed 25 yuan directly to Fang Pingying; the rest he handed over to Zhou Yunmei, who was craning her neck out eagerly, "Pingying paid for nearly half a month’s food expenses out of her own pocket last month, we need to reimburse her, and giving her five yuan should not be considered too much."

"You..."

Just as Zhou Yunmei was about to speak, someone suddenly patted Luo Zhiyong on the shoulder from behind.

Turning around, Luo Zhiyong saw it was a comrade-in-arms who had enlisted with him and came from the next village. He had been discharged and returned home a couple of years ago.

The comrade greeted Fang Pingying and the others, then pulled Luo Zhiyong aside for a chat.

Seeing Luo Zhiyong walk away, Zhou Yunmei wanted to ask Fang Pingying for the five yuan back, but Fang Pingying just raised her eyebrows and looked at her.

However, her gaze was sharp, suggesting that if Zhou Yunmei dared to ask for the money, then from now on she would take all of Luo Zhiyong’s wages for herself. If worse came to worst, they could stop doing the family business. She would go to the army with him and restart the business there.

This time, Zhou Yunmei was prudent, she opened her mouth but in the end, did not say anything. She just pursed her lips and glanced at Fang Pingying.

Then she lowered her head, spat some saliva onto her fingers, and started counting the money Luo Zhiyong had given her.

Since Luo Zhiyong had walked away and Fang Pingying wasn’t concerned with the money, the Luo Family became utterly unrestrained.

Zhou Yunmei was counting the money in her hand when Luo Zhiming, without asking, swiftly pulled out a five yuan note and cheerfully said, "Mom, you used to give me this much in total for a month, it wouldn’t be right if you stopped now."

Zhou Yunmei instinctively tried to snatch the money back, but Luo Zhiming had already pocketed it, holding onto it firmly so Zhou Yunmei couldn’t take it back.

Zhou Yunmei glared at him, scolded him for being a spendthrift, but did not ask him to return the money.

Seeing this, Luo Cuilan also directly reached for the money in Zhou Yunmei’s hands. This time, Zhou Yunmei was quick and blocked Luo Cuilan with her hand, saying, "You can’t take the money, there’s no share for you in this." freēwēbnovel.com

Luo Cuilan wouldn’t have it and started to make a fuss right then, "How can I not have a share? There’s money for my dowry in there. If you don’t believe me, ask my brother and sister-in-law."

Saying so, Luo Cuilan even looked towards Fang Pingying.

This is a matter between the two of them, so naturally, Fang Pingying isn’t going to side with anyone in particular.

She smiled faintly and said, "Yes, this money does include the dowry we prepared for Cui Lan, so it’s up to you, mom, to decide how much to give her."

Then she added, "But mom, you still have to give me five yuan because Zhiyong is leaving in a few days, and I need some pocket money at home too."

At this, Zhou Yunmei was utterly infuriated. Her eyes widened as she looked at Fang Pingying, "What? Haven’t you already deducted 25 yuan, and now you still want pocket money?"

"Then you tell Zhiyong to stop spending money in the army, and if he agrees, I won’t ask for it; just deduct it from his share," Fang Pingying didn’t make a fuss, she just glanced discreetly at Luo Zhiming’s pocket where he had put the money, hinting a reminder to Zhou Yunmei,

"But that’s definitely not going to happen. Look at Zhiming, even when he’s eating at home, he still needs a fixed amount of money every month."

"I won’t give it; that’s all there is. One asks for five yuan, another asks for five yuan, how am I supposed to have any money left?" Zhou Yunmei said as she clutched her pocket tightly, still waiting for Fang Pingying to continue, "Besides, you make a decent amount of money from your own business."

Fang Pingying raised her eyebrows indifferently, looking breezily at Zhou Yunmei, "That depends on how you, mom, decide to arrange things. It doesn’t make sense that others have pocket money from Zhiyong’s salary, but I don’t. I don’t ask for much, but you still owe me my share. Otherwise, I might just have Zhiyong send his salary directly to me, deduct my share first, and then hand over the rest to you."

"As for the money I earn myself, that’s another matter. The money I make is mine, but the money Zhiyong gives is another thing entirely; it’s his affection for me, and I should keep it." Saying this, Fang Pingying smiled faintly, adding,

"There surely can’t be a reason where a man can support his parents and siblings, but not his own wife, right?"

Zhou Yunmei thought about it and, possibly fearing that Fang Pingying really would have Luo Zhiyong send the money directly to her, reluctantly took out and handed over five yuan to Fang Pingying, although she was not willing.

After taking the money, Fang Pingying didn’t care how the rest would be divided; she walked towards Luo Zhiyong then turned back to Zhou Yunmei and said, "Oh right, mom, I’m going to treat Uncle’s family to lunch today, remember to buy extra groceries."

Hearing this, Zhou Yunmei pursed her lips. She didn’t agree outright but thought to herself: It was a favor you owed, why should I help you repay it? You want me to buy groceries? Well, I just won’t. Invite people for lunch if you like, it’s your choice.

After Fang Pingying left, the scramble for the money continued. Luo Cuilan nagged for money, then Fang Xiu also looked on eagerly. She didn’t expect five yuan; even two yuan would be nice.

But as soon as she spoke up, Zhou Yunmei gave her a cold look and waved her off, "Your man has already taken his share. You still want money? It’s as if you want to drain all the money I have. Don’t even think about it."

Fang Xiu wanted to say more but was pulled aside by Luo Zhiming.

Luo Zhiming whispered a strategy to Fang Xiu, "My mom just got her hands on the money today, and she’s already handed out so much just now. You won’t be able to get any at this point. Wait a few days, and when you butter her up, you might just get two yuan then."

Fang Xiu thought this made sense and didn’t persist in asking Zhou Yunmei for more.

However, her gaze shifted as she eyed the money in Luo Zhiming’s pocket and reached out to him, "What about the five yuan you just had? Hand it over."

Luo Zhiming’s face changed, and he immediately covered his own pocket, protesting quietly, "Why should I? That’s my pocket money."

"Your pocket money?" Fang Xiu looked at Luo Zhiming with a raised eyebrow, "We’re married now. Do you think things can be the same as before you were married? Hand over that money quickly."

Knowing Fang Xiu’s temperament, Luo Zhiming hesitated and began to take the money out. But halfway through the handover, he changed his mind, "I’ll give you two, but I need to keep three to buy a meal for my old friends. I’ve been mooching off them these days."

"What meal should you eat? You’re married now, you’re going to have a family. Don’t eat with those friends; you could save that money." As Fang Xiu spoke, she aimed to take Luo Zhiming’s money, "Hurry up and hand it over."

Luo Zhiming blocked Fang Xiu and refused to compromise, "No way."

Seeing his reaction, Fang Xiu pouted and feigned anger. She didn’t go for the money but pointed at him coldly, "No way, huh? Then from now on, don’t even think about getting in my bed. Go roll around by yourself."

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