Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

The aunt ran over happily and held Mo'er: Mo'er, your uncle and I really put in a lot of effort today. We went to the steel mill and visited people's homes. Finally, we settled your case and got the betrothal money. You should hurry up and pack up and get ready to be a bride!

Moer nodded and said, "Okay, let's do everything according to what my aunt said. Have you set the date? Give me the betrothal money and I'll go buy some things I need for the wedding!"

The eldest aunt was so happy that her teeth were exposed. "Come on, come on, we have to go buy some things for the wedding! Boss, give the money to Mo'er quickly. The date is set for six days from now, the eighteenth day of the sixth lunar month!"

Mo'er looked at his uncle. The eldest brother, Li Zhihai, was also very happy. He earned 300 yuan for the betrothal gift, and the child's mother got a job. The four of them no longer had to rely on his meager salary! He could also make a further step forward and become a squad leader. His salary would increase by ten yuan a month. His life was getting more and more promising! He really wanted to sing a song! He couldn't suppress the smile on his face. What should he do?

He reached for his right jacket pocket, where he found five hundred dollars and the left pocket three hundred. He felt a thick stack of cash. He wanted to earn the five hundred dollars, but his mother said it hurts when she hits someone. So, to let her get married peacefully, he should give it to her. At worst, he could try to trick her into paying him back later.

He took out the money and handed it to Mo'er, saying, "Go buy some things and wait for getting married peacefully!"

Moer glanced at the napkin in his hand, then looked at his uncle: Uncle, do you think I'm stupid or have you got Alzheimer's? Why did you ask me to buy the paper?

The uncle was still laughing foolishly, immersed in his own fantasy, and didn't hear clearly for a moment: What, what did you say, something about Alzheimer's disease! Mo'er didn't say anything, just looked at him, and it made his back hair stand on end.

Li Zhihai shifted his gaze from Mo'er's face to his hands, "Oh my god, what the hell is this? Where's my money? Where's my five hundred yuan?" He shook out all the napkins in his hands, but nothing. He quickly took out the money from his left pocket, but it was still a napkin. He felt in other pockets, but nothing. This, this, this, this, it was like being struck by lightning, he stood there in a daze, motionless!

The eldest aunt was also sweating profusely. She had clearly seen him divide the money into two parts and put it in his pocket! How did it become a napkin? That was 800 yuan. The head of the family couldn't save that much even after working for three or four years. She quickly ran to Li Zhihai's side and searched through his pockets one by one. There was nothing, not even this one. Tears streamed down her face. Still nothing. It was over, it was over! Barbie Q! The two of them stood there in a daze, like a husband waiting for his wife. Mrs. Li also ran over with her bound feet: "Big brother, did you leave it at home? If not, go back and look for it."

After a long time, the old lady came to her senses and said, "Mom, we took the money and didn't go home, but came here directly." Mrs. Li asked, "Maybe they are joking with you and didn't give you the money!"

The old lady cried and said: I gave it to you, I counted it in front of me, I can’t live anymore! Then she sat down on the ground with a plop, slapping her thighs with her hands, crying with tears and snot! It must have been switched by a thief on the road! Oh, how can I live like this! The crying was long and short, with a melodious tone, just like singing an opera! Mo'er, after watching for a while, felt bored and said: Since there is no betrothal money, let's forget about it!