"Brother Jiahong and I are friends.
I can't, I can't."
An Qing covered her head with a look of despair on her face, frantically trying to break out.
Of course, Old Man Ding would not let An Qing break out.
He stretched out his hand to stop An Qing, but An Qing hit him in the chest with his elbow.
The severe pain in his chest almost made Old Man Ding faint.
He sat on the ground and covered his head.
Holding his chest, his face was pale and still a little unwilling.
Looking at An Qing, who was already frightened by his appearance, she said bitterly: "Your mother-in-law is already like that to you.
What can I do with you?
I won't be older.
Why don't you think about it, old man?"
\If you have money, you can have enough food, clothing and clothing to live a good life.”
"But they all said that you would kill people."
An Qing looked as if he was shocked, licking his lips and muttering in a low voice.
"That's because that woman is disobedient.
As long as you listen to me, I will definitely treat you well.
I have saved a lot of money over the years.
Look at it."
When Old Man Ding saw that An Qing had softened his words, he thought that he had been persuaded by him.
He quickly struggled and took out a black pillow from the bed beside him.
The pillow was torn apart by Old Man Ding.
Except for a little bit of Kang stuffed on the outer layer, the innermost part was actually full of silver coins.
When An Qing saw the silver coins, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly stopped.
He went back and sighed: "You said that my mother is not good to me.
I know that, but even if you don't beat me, you still have children.
In the future, your money will definitely be left to them.
I will still give it to them when the time comes."
You have to endure hardship, and it might be even harder than it is now.”
"I kept my son for him.
Although that bastard doesn't recognize me now, he is my son after all.
If you follow me and you can give me a son and I have an heir, I will leave both to you, one son."
I won’t even leave it for that bastard, and in this pillow, I will leave all this for you to use as private money, so that you will not be poor at any time.”
Old man Ding listened.
There was already room for relaxation in An Qing's words, and he quickly increased the weight.
After all, marrying a young and fresh girl is a hundred times better than those stinky women who love to take advantage and cannot give him children. , especially An Qing’s temperament is simple, and she has never consummated her marriage with Mu Jiahong, so she is still innocent.
The most important thing is that An Qing is a good discipline at first sight.
"You have one pillow on the left and the other on the pillow.
Did you hide all the money in the pillow?"
An Qing looked at the pillows curiously and asked casually.
"Yes, my pillows are dirty and torn and no one picks them up on the ground.
They are perfect for hiding money.
As long as you are obedient, besides these, I also have a pillow with four small yellow croakers.
As long as you give me a son. , I'll give it all to you."
Old Man Ding thought An Qing had taken his bait, nodded directly, and even said somewhat proudly.
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"You even have a small yellow croaker?"
An Qing's eyes widened, showing a look of disbelief, but his face was full of yearning, as if he had been completely moved.
"Not only that, I also have a small pillow in the kang bed, and there is a bunch of chains I made before.
It is said that that one is more valuable than these."
Old man Ding saw that Anqing was very keen on money, so he simply revealed his family background.
The purpose of revealing was so that An Qing could be with him at ease.
After his chest pain subsided, he groped and moved towards An Qing while talking.
Although Old Man Ding was telling the truth about the money he had, it was also to distract Anqing.
However, his actual intention was to occupy people first.
After all, if you occupy people, you have to listen to him in everything.
"You are such a simple person.
You hide everything in your pillow."
An Qing put away all the expressions on his face before, with a cold expression, he stepped on the hand that Old Man Ding stretched out, thinking that An Qing had not seen it, and exerted all his strength.
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