Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Chapter 7: After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become sperm

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It was a round, white-haired hamster that was so fat that he could not see his limbs.

Bai Chuwei glanced at her and said, "Xueqiu, I thought you weren't coming back."

Snowball squeaked twice, 'Where are you going I'm going. '

This white-haired hamster was a little pet that she was bored with on Yunwu Mountain 20 years ago, and she took care of it.

Who knows that this hamster is so stupid. After 20 years of mixing with her, it is still just a hamster, and it doesn't even know how to change shape.

'After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become sperm! '

Bai Chuwei disliked: "Is this the reason why you are still just a stupid mouse 20 years after you were inspired by me?"

At this moment, a mechanical electronic sound came from the depths of my mind:

[Drop, the plot has begun, please take the plot to slap all the scumbags who bullied the original owner.]

[DiDiDi, an irreversible failure of the system is detected, and the self-repair function is activated, please do not disturb.]

Bai Chuwei is used to the failure of this spicy chicken system. It is estimated that it will take thousands of years to repair it. Anyway, it is useless.

Bai Chuwei went into the bathroom and took a comfortable bath, changed her clothes, and threw them in the dirty laundry basket. A maid aunt came to collect the clothes to wash.

"Boom-boom-boom."

Bai Yinyin knocked on the door and walked in, put a mobile phone on the table, and said coldly, "Well, the mobile phone I bought for you already has a new card on it."

Bai Chuwei glanced at it and found that the four corners of the phone were slightly worn, and frowned, "I used it."

This is an old cell phone.

Bai Yinyin was startled, and she didn't know how Bai Chuwei saw it. She scoffed and mocked: "What happened to the one I used? Have you ever used Fruit XR, a village girl from the countryside? I will use it for you. The phone has already lifted you up."

Grandpa's people had transferred 15,000 to her just now. Of course, she used the money to buy a new mobile phone for her. Bai Chuwei only used her old mobile phone.

Bai Yinyin turned around and left, feeling a little complacent.

15,000 yuan for nothing!

Her father is not very promising, and he can't compare to the uncle's family. She only has 10,000 yuan of pocket money every month, and she has to plan carefully if she wants to buy a mobile phone.

Bai Yinyin didn't feel guilty for stealing Bai Chuwei's new phone, but was a little excited.

When I went out, I saw the helper aunt took out Bai Chuwei's clothes from the dirty laundry basket.

Bai Yinyin pouted: "As expected from the country, the clothes don't even have a brand name, a poor ghost."

The auntie maid shook her head frantically while holding the dress, her tone a little shocked: "Miss, have you seen the thread on this dress? It's made of gold thread, which seems to be the craft of weaving gold brocade, and it will only be faint under the reflection of sunlight. The golden light is dazzling. I have seen it on TV before that a handbag with such a craftsmanship costs 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and I am afraid that this whole set of clothes is not worth more than 10,000 to 200,000 yuan!"

The smile on Bai Yinyin's face froze, and her eyes widened in disbelief, "How is that possible? She is a country girl!"

Bai Yinyin's voice was cut off suddenly, and she suddenly understood.

Not from her grandfather, but from her dad!

Bai Yinyin gritted her teeth and muttered to herself: "Bai Chuwei, it seems that I underestimated you. Before entering my Bai family, I coaxed my grandfather and my father into a circle? Are you worthy too?"

Bai Yinyin looked at the suit, and thought of the 15,000 yuan in WeChat, and suddenly felt that the money to buy a mobile phone was not good.

"Have it!"

Bai Yinyin looked at the woven gold brocade shirt with a sinister smile, turned around and rushed into her room to get a pair of small scissors...