During dinner, He Ximei suddenly remembered that Xiaofeng had gone to sell peaches in town today, "Didn't you go to sell peaches early in the morning? Why did you come back so early?"
"We didn't take many, so we sold them quickly."
"What about the tricycle?"
"The bicycle we had at home was modified into a tricycle by the master," Su Xiaofeng didn't elaborate, simply going into the room to get some money.
He Ximei was startled when she saw the money Xiaofeng brought out, "Where did you get so much money from?"
If a stack is ten thousand, there's at least twenty thousand here.
Su Xiaofeng lifted her eyelids slightly and spoke indifferently, "It was crowded just now, so I only took out fifteen hundred. Boss Huang gave a total of thirty thousand in compensation; this money was almost paid for with Dad's life, so it's not good to keep it with me."
As she spoke, Su Xiaofeng picked up the money and headed to Su Lao Gui's room.
