Chapter 9 Rich

  Jiang Ran returned to her house, walked to the table by the window and sat down.

  On the table is a red plastic mirror, and on the back is a picture of a Hong Kong actress.

  Jiang Ran looked at the back for a while, then turned the mirror back, wanting to see what she was like now.

  This mirror was bought by the original owner, but the original owner has not taken a lot of photos.

   Jiang Ran got the memory of the original owner, but still didn't know what she looked like now.

  The little guy Pei Jing looks so good-looking, it must be because of her good genetics. She is a mother, she will not look bad, right?

  When Jiang Ran thought about this in his heart, he also saw herself in the mirror.

  A fat and greasy face, which is still full of peas.

  Because there is too much meat on the face, the facial features have been squeezed into a ball.

  The eyes are long and thin, and the nose is small, and the bridge of the nose is not visible.

  The mouth is not big, not bloody.

  Suddenly seeing this face in the mirror, Jiang Ran’s first reaction was: This is not me! This is definitely not me!

   But no matter how Jiang Ran doesn’t want to admit, the person in this mirror is indeed hers.

   Jiang Ran sighed again and again, only then took up the mirror again and looked at his current face seriously.

  Because of being too fat, the face will be shiny.

  As for Doudou, there are reasons for being too fat, and also for endocrine reasons.

  After Jiang Ran pulsed herself, she discovered that although the original owner looked fat, his body was actually very weak.

  Especially it is too fat, which puts a heavy load on bones and internal organs.

  If this continues, it will not only affect health, but also life span.

  Jiang Ran, who has died once, just wants to live well, so weight loss and seasoning should be carried out at the same time.

  It is said that clever women can hardly cook without rice. No matter how good Jiang Ran’s medical skills are, no medicine will be of no avail.

  Their village is not far from the county seat, and it takes only an hour to walk.

  Just, what about the money for medicine?

   Asking father and mother Pei?

  Don’t say whether they will give it or not, Jiang Ran couldn’t open his mouth.

   Although Jiang Ran is holding the body of the original owner, he really does not have the original owner's character.

  Thinking about it, Jiang Ran laughed.

  The original owner is rich!

  After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Ran remembered where the original owner put the money.

  Remove a red string from the neck. There is a key on the string.

  The key opened is a small drawer on this table.

  The drawer opens and there is only one box inside.

  And this box contains the original owner’s money.

  To be precise, it is the money sent back by the male lead over the past four years.

Two months after the male lead left, he sent money to his home.

  Since then, I will send money back every month, and I haven’t moved for four years.

  As time goes by, the amount of money sent back is increasing.

  All the money is in the hands of the original owner.

  The original owner was happy, so he bought something to eat and bought cloth to make clothes and shoes.

  There is also the mirror on the table, which was bought by the original owner.

  Even after the purchase, the original owner only took a photo once, and left it on the table without letting other people touch it.

   Thinking of this, Jiang Ran really doesn’t know what to say.

  The male protagonist is the son of Pei’s family. He is promising and able to send money to the family. I want to come to hope that the family can live a little more comfortably.

  The original owner is doing well, holding all the money firmly in his own hands, and not letting others keep it at all.

  Jiang Ran did not continue thinking about it, but took out all the money and counted it earnestly.

  (End of this chapter)

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