Chapter 301

Dou Mai looked at Chang Wen coldly and said with a sneer, "brother-in-law, what grandma doesn't want me to know, she won't tell you. Don't you feel that grandma never treats you as a bean family."

Chang Wen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "I'm a very hardworking person. How do you think my grandmother treats me as a grandson."

"You want to be grandma's grandson, huh! Dream about it. "

Bean wheat disdain said.

After dinner, doumai left. As soon as she got out of the restaurant, she called dounai.

"Grandma, are you doing well recently?"

"Well, I'm still breathing. Granddaughter, why do you have time to care about me today?"

"Grandma, I've been very busy recently. Mr. shawen asked me to be the general manager of beauty chain group. I'm busy preparing to build the first beauty salon. When I'm busy, I'll come to see you."

"Granddaughter, Mr. shawen trusts you so much that you have to be worthy of others. You must run the beauty chain group well, but don't screw it up."

"Grandma, have you seen the loser recently?"

"Oh, he often comes to flatter his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, but he will meet him every so often."

"Granny, have you changed your mind about the loser now?"

"What do you think? The loser is the loser and will always be the loser. "

"Hee hee... Grandma, just now I had dinner with wunang waste. He boasted that you regarded him as your grandson."

"Ha ha... I only have three granddaughters."

"Grandma, that's right. The three granddaughters who are closest to you are our granddaughters."

Soya milk thought to herself: you three granddaughters are the closest to me by blood relationship, but I suddenly feel close to Chang Wen. It's really strange.

"Grandma, take care of yourself."

Dou Mai hung up his grandmother's phone and muttered: "this loser thought that grandma was good to him, hum! It's very sentimental. "

Soymilk made a call to chameleon: "girl, at three o'clock in the afternoon, I'm going out. You wait for me at the gate of Regal Garden."

"OK, grandma."

Soymilk made an appointment with the wonton seller's sister-in-law last night. At 3 p.m., she was going to pick up the money bag. She wanted to see for herself how the million turned into white paper.

At 3 p.m., soymilk came out of Regal Garden community.

The chameleon stood by the taxi and saw soymilk from a distance. She quickly welcomed it. She took soymilk's arm and said affectionately, "grandma, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have lost a little weight."

"Girl, your eyes are so sharp. These two days, I don't think about food and tea. I can't sleep well."

"Grandma, what's going on at home?"

"It's nothing, just missing my dead old man."

"Grandma, death is like a lamp out. Now that you are dead, don't think about it any more."

"Girl, you haven't realized it yet. When you get to my age, you will know the importance of your wife."

Soymilk got into the taxi and said, "go to Shengli road."

"Grandma, do you still need to make seven turns and eight turns to get on the ring road again?"

"No, go straight to victory road."

When the taxi arrived at Shengli Road, dounai pointed to the wonton stall and said, "stop in front of that stall."

The taxi stopped at the wonton stall. Dounai got out of the taxi and said to the chameleon, "girl, you'll pick me up in half an hour. I want to eat a bowl of wonton here."

The chameleon promised, "grandma, I see. I'll pick you up in half an hour."

The sister-in-law who bought wonton pointed to a chair and said politely, "please sit down."

Dounaibanmian asked: "big sister, what's the matter?"

"You ask me, I ask who is going. That day, you put your bag under the table, and I didn't touch it. In the evening, my son took it home on his motorcycle. As soon as he got home, he opened it and saw that there were stacks of white paper inside, but there was a hundred yuan bill at the top and bottom of each stack of white paper. "

"This... How could this be? I took all this money out of the bank. People have passed the counting machine in stacks. It can't be white paper. "

"Then I don't know what's going on. Anyway, we'll give you back the million."

Soymilk sighed and said, "big sister, do you think I'm old and easy to cheat and blackmail? You want to treat me as a soft persimmon!"

"Sister, how can you say that? You are your wife. We are all inferior grassroots. How dare we look down upon you. Last night, I thought all night and thought: elder sister, you won't cheat us, because it's useless to play this kind of wrist. I think: you must have been cheated. "

Looking at the wonton seller's sister-in-law, she can see that she is full of grievances.

"Big sister, you are an honest man, I believe you, but did your son get a ghost out of it?"

"Elder sister, my son is honest. As you can see, how can he play such a trick? Besides, my son can't play with these 100 stacks of white paper like a hundred yuan bill."

Soymilk thought: Yes, she is the sister-in-law who temporarily informed to sell wonton. The first batch will be given one million yuan, and the remaining one million yuan will be given to her in a month.

Even if we want to make a fake, we can't get these 100 stacks of white paper all at once.

Half an hour later, the chameleon drove the taxi over, and soymilk said to the chameleon, "girl, give me this bag and move it to the car."

The chameleon put the bag on the back seat of the taxi.

Soymilk got on the bus with a sad face.

The chameleon asked, "Granny, why are you carrying this bag around?"

"I have a friend who likes reading books, and I also like reading books, so we will exchange books at intervals. The exchange place is this wonton stall. Two days ago, I gave him a bag of books, and he gave me his own books."

"Oh, grandma, you have to read such a big bag of books for a year or two, don't you?"

"Almost."

The taxi goes to the Regal Garden, and the chameleon takes the bag to the villa.

As like as two peas of milk were left, she opened the bag and picked up a pile of white paper and turned it over. She could not help but sigh, "how amazing! The white paper is cut out exactly the same as the hundred dollar bill, and it is so neat. The silly son who sells Wonton's sister-in-law can never do such a beautiful thing. The question is: who did it? When did you do it again? "

After thinking about it, she called Chang Wen: "son in law, come to the Regal Garden Villa."

Chang Wen immediately ran over.

Soymilk pointed to the bag and said, "son in law, have a look."

Chang Wen picked up a pile of white paper, turned it over, and said in surprise: "is this... Is this the ghost made by immortals? You see, it's so neatly cut that you can confuse the real with the fake. "