Jing Yunzhao simply said a word, almost stunned the chin of everyone around him, and some people laughed and screamed, pointing at Jing Yunzhao and shaking his head.

I used to listen to Qiao Yumin’s guy who was not sensible. Now, look at it, sure enough!

"Little girl, not 200,000 yuan!" One laughed.

Lao Li still does not let go with his big jar. He also feels a little embarrassed. Although others are sincere, can they not be bullied? If he is not a little girl in front of him, he will also open his mouth to reprimand a few words.

Jing Yunzhao did not take care of the person who sneered at it. He just took out a piece of oil paper treasure from his bag: "If you feel that the transfer is troublesome, I can also pay cash, the money is here, and I can take it. ?"

I still feel that the transfer is safe. After all, there are quite a few people here, and it is somewhat dangerous for the uncle to carry such a large sum of money everywhere.

"Real money?!" In an instant, the person who just ridiculed suddenly stood up, and the buns stuffed in his mouth almost slammed.

I saw that Jing Yunzhao opened the oil-paper treasure, and it was neatly placed with twenty cents in it. It seemed that he was afraid that the other party felt that it was a fake. He simply put it in the man’s arms and held the big can in his hand. .

Although the old Lee sold for 200,000 yuan, when he sold it, he was stupid.

The red head of the old man in front of him made his eyes red, and he felt trembling. Every time he confirmed a real money, he felt that his wife’s illness was more hopeful.

However, when he was relieved of his shock, this reminds me that the owner of the 200,000 is a little girl.

He sighed secretly: "I am short of money, but I can't take someone else's, little girl, your parents may not know..."

"Uncle, you can rest assured, my money is clear, and I don't have parents, my own money has done the Lord myself." Jing Yunzhao said.

"Really?" Lao Li still does not believe.

"There are many people in this small market who know me. You will know when you inquire." She just heard the voice of someone whispering.

In this case, many people nodded with suspicion: "Old Li, since the girl is good, then you will receive the money. She used to be Joe's family, but not the child, and then Joe took him. I’m out of my house, and now I’m living, this money definitely has nothing to do with Qiao Minmin.”

The person who spoke has a good relationship with Lao Li and knows the situation of his family.

Jing Yunzhao listened to the words that rushed out of the house, and my heart was cold. Qiao Yimin, who loves his face, is afraid to say it to others.

"That, then I really received it?" Lao Li was careful.

Jing Yunzhao nodded. "Uncle, I heard that your wife is sick? Can I ask about the condition?"

"I don't understand the medical term. I only know that my family's mouth often has headaches. I feel dizzy every day. I can't sleep at night. The doctor doesn't recommend her surgery, so I usually rely on some drugs, but that medicine is too Expensive, once you don't eat it will recur, and it will be more serious. I am now forced to do nothing. The 200,000 barely enough to keep her stable for a while..." Lao Li's face was heavy and sighed.

Jing Yunzhao's brow grinned and nodded. He took out a piece of paper and wrote down the phone of Gan Laozi. She wanted to report her name, but at this age, this person is unbelievable.

"This is the doctor I know. If you need it, you can help him..."

"Jing Yunzhao! You little dare to dare to carry so much money with Laozi!" The words have not finished yet, not far away, rushed to a person, still ten meters away, they have already opened their mouths for a while. .

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