Chapter 1640: Borrowed from me

"two hundred?"
"Nor."
"twenty?"
This figure has completely reached the lower limit of Tang Nuan's paintings, and her whole person is already astonished.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Hong actually shook her head, and then stammered, "Yes, yes... it's two cents."
what?
Hearing this number, Tang Nuan's painting instantly became a little suspicious of life.
She was surprised and funny in an instant, and she had to doubt the authenticity of the words, "Liang Mao? Xiao Hong, are you kidding me?"
What age is this, why are there people with no money on them, and they only carry two cents?
What can two cents do?
Can't do anything!
This is almost, almost...
"Miss Nuanhua, I know that the two cents may indeed be a little bit less, but before in our village, whether it is eating or drinking, basically there is no need to spend money. These two cents are still my dad. I stayed when my mother left..." Xiaohong explained in a hurry.
Tang Nuanhua sighed helplessly after hearing this.
In fact, it’s not that she doesn’t understand Xiaohong, but she has to think about it and remind her, "Xiaohong, I know that in your life before, you may not need any material consumption, but you are no longer In that village, life is naturally different from before, did you know? In this big city, it is impossible to have no money!"
"Don't say anything else, just relying on the two cents in your hand is not enough to fill your stomach with your grandfather, do you understand?"
Said painstakingly, Tang Nuan painting only hopes that Xiao Hong can understand her good intentions.
Xiaohong nodded at this time, and of course she also clearly realized that she had very little money on hand.
What can two cents do?
Not to mention anything else, not even one of the cheapest steamed buns can be bought, let alone let her and grandpa fill their stomachs.
But even so, Xiao Hong had to bite the bullet and argue with Tang Nuanhua, "Miss Nuanhua, I know you want to support us because you are worried about me and grandpa. But, Miss Nuanhua, grandpa and me I really don’t want to rely on you too much."
"Anyway, we are now in a big city. From now on, I can make money with my own hands! Miss Nuanhua, this city is so big, there is always work I can do? It's really not good, even if I go to the street You can make money by picking up scraps, right?"
"Miss Nuanhua, you don't understand. Grandpa and I really don't want to owe you anymore. You have helped us so much, and we really can't pay it back."
To put it bluntly, Xiaohong felt that she owed Tang Nuan too much for painting, and she was afraid that she would not be able to repay her in the future.
But I don't want Tang Nuan to draw in his heart, and never thought of asking Xiaohong to give back anything, because she was just paying back the favor of Quan Zhichen.
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua had to sigh heavily, and then explained to Xiao Hong patiently.
"Xiaohong, there are many things, you can't just think about it one-sidedly."
"Although you do have hands, feet, and the ability to work, do you think you have read a book? How many words do you recognize? How can you compete with others in this city?"
"Even if you are picking up waste products, do you think there are so many waste products all over the street for you to pick up? There are so many people picking up waste products, how many bottles can you pick up?"
"I……"
At this moment, Xiao Hong was completely speechless by Tang Nuan's painting.
She had to admit that Tang Nuan's painting made sense.
After all, she is in this city and is unfamiliar with her life. It is indeed very difficult to solve the food and clothing for herself and her grandpa through her own efforts.
"Xiaohong, just listen to my advice!"
In desperation, Tang Nuanhua had no choice but to force the wad of money into Xiaohong's hands again, and patiently persuaded, "You take this money back and live your life with grandpa first. As for finding a job Can you take it slowly in the future?"
"but……"
"Also, you must not think that you and your grandfather owe me anything. You don't owe me anything. Even if you owe them, you also owe Quan Zhichen."
Tang Nuan painted a faint explanation, "At the beginning, if Quan Zhichen hadn't saved me, maybe the person who fell off the cliff was me, so I owed Quan Zhichen his life. And Xiaohong, you are Quan Zhi. Chen’s lifesaver, now Quan Zhichen is ill. I should help him to repay you. There is no such thing as saying that you owe me anything, understand?"
"On the contrary, if you don't accept my kindness, maybe Quan Zhichen thought that I had treated you badly. When the time comes, let me tell you how can you tell him?"
"And Xiaohong, even if it is not for me, you should also think for yourself. Even if you consider the food and clothing issues between you and grandpa, don't refuse my kindness, okay?"
Tang Nuanhua said so painstakingly.
Xiaohong finally felt a little moved in her heart.
She could see that Tang Nuan's painting was really for her good, and she couldn't help feeling very moved, tears faintly flashed in her eyes, "Miss Nuanhua, why are you so good?"
"This is not my kindness, but a realistic issue that you have to consider." Tang Nuan said kindly.
Putting the wad of money in Xiaohong's hand again, squeezing it tightly, Tang Nuanhua held her hand tightly and said, "Just listen to me, accept the money, and live a good life with Grandpa first."
"After a while, I will arrange a place for you to study. Don't rush to find a job. Learn knowledge first. After all, knowledge is the capital in this society. Of course, if you want to use your spare time when the time comes. Time, find some part-time jobs, no one will stop you anymore."
"Also, if you really feel that you owe me something, then wait until you make money in the future, and then return the ten thousand yuan to me. Is this always okay? You just assume you borrowed from me. Money, okay?"
Tang Nuanhua said this, it can be said that he was especially thinking about Xiaohong.
"Sister Nuanhua..."
Hearing Tang Nuan's paintings, Xiaohong of course also understood the kindness of Tang Nuan's paintings. She was very moved and almost all tears were about to flow out.
Tang Nuan's painting still just smiled indifferently, reached out his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of Xiao Hong's eyes, and said comfortingly, "Well, you are also a big girl, don't move and shed tears."
"It's too early. You can send me here. Go back. I will come again tomorrow to make up all the things that are missing at home. Also, I will let people go back to school. Arranged, as for the money..."