These days, if someone is a 'ten-thousand-yuan household', the whole village envies them, they're just what everyone calls rich.
But Deng Juan actually opened her mouth to ask for ten thousand yuan?
Xu Nianhua felt like, does her aunt-in-law think their family's money is blown in by the wind, or falls from the sky?
If not, how could she have the nerve to ask for this kind of favor?
"Juanzi, that's not what we said when we came here," Chen He was also deeply shocked by Deng Juan. They'd agreed to borrow a thousand when they set out—how did it turn into ten thousand now?
"When we came, we only wanted to sell chili sauce, but now we want to open a clothing shop. You can't sell clothes without stocking up, can you? Stocking up costs money, doesn't it? What can a thousand yuan even buy, just a few pieces of clothing?" Deng Juan replied righteously.
Chen He moved her lips, silently scooted aside.
