Chapter 136 Or, Kill Them

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When Dong Nuan took Dong Sanchun and the others home, they caught up with Old Man Dong beating the children with a fire stick.

The first person to be beaten must be Dongchang. After memorizing the book for a whole day, he couldn't even memorize two complete sentences of the Three Character Sutra. Old man Dong was so angry that he slapped the sole of his shoe twice first. Seeing that Dongchang still dared to

He hid and took the fire stick directly from the eldest daughter-in-law's hand.

"Just a few sentences, Brother Yao is younger than you, and he memorized them very completely. If you can't memorize them, I'll beat you to death!" Old Man Dong had a very fierce aura, but he really didn't do anything cruel. After all,

Even though it was broken, he still felt distressed.

Therefore, the banging sound of the fire stick hitting the ground made Dongchang tremble with fear, and Dongshi was not much better. Only Dongyao raised his head, like a general who had won a battle, and just wanted to write something on his body.

"I've learned it all by heart".

Although Dong Xu felt sorry for his younger brother, he also hoped that he would become a talented person. Even if he couldn't achieve anything, at least he wouldn't be blind!

Therefore, even when Old Man Dong scolded and beat him, he didn't say a word. He just stood aside and stared, thinking that before he left home this time, he had to tell his parents to teach his younger brothers well.

Thinking of this, Dong Xu also went to see his eldest brother Dong Xing.

It's a pity that the boy didn't know where he went, and there was no one in sight.

This younger brother is of a left-tempered nature and is not close to Dongxu at all. Dongxu sometimes has nothing to do with him.

Old Man Dong had scolded enough and became angry, and then his emotions gradually calmed down.

What comforted him was that at least Dong Yao could memorize a lot, and his money was not wasted.

At the dinner table, Old Man Dong signaled to Old Mrs. Dong: "Tomorrow morning, I will also boil an egg for Brother Yao."

This is the meaning of reward. Old man Dong doesn't believe it. If I give you some sweetness occasionally, can't these unfilial descendants learn well?

Dongchang and Dongshi were indeed envious and their eyes were red, but the endorsement...

Otherwise, let's kill them.

After dinner, everyone went about their own business.

The second aunt has carried water and vented her anger, but she is still unhappy, but the matter is a foregone conclusion. If she makes a fuss and the Liao family regrets it again, who will Dongxing marry?

The story of Liao Mingkun diving to save people had already spread throughout the village in the afternoon. Dong Xing's reputation was already tied to her. If she didn't marry Liao Mingkun, she wouldn't be able to choose a good family.

"They're all debt collectors." She didn't dare to say it loudly, so Ernie could only whisper.

If it weren't for the fact that Dong Wu was praising Dong Yao right now, she would probably come over and say some words of criticism.

Mrs. Dongwu felt that her Yao Bao was right. Her second wife always bullied her in the past, but now that she has found a chance and doesn't bully her, wouldn't it be a big loss?

When it was late at night and everyone was quiet, Dong Nuan quietly left the door, and Dong San Chun came out soon after.

The father and daughter quietly came to the backyard like a couple, and after some distance from their own house, they stopped.

Dong Sanchun briefly talked about his layout plan.

"It's not that easy to fall down on the river bank. I specially asked Zaoya and Taoya to help Dongman make fire. What can't be done if that girl gets wild?" When he said this, Dongsanchun was still quite nervous.

He raised his head proudly.

Dong Nuan thought about the rumors in the school in the afternoon about what happened at noon today. It seemed that someone said that there was tung oil on the bank of the river, so Dong Xing fell down so easily.

But there were a lot of people coming and going over there, and I don’t know who was washing what or spilling oil on it. I couldn’t find the source of it.

Furthermore, no matter what, Liao Mingkun’s saving of talents is the key point, and everyone’s focus is not on this.

That is to say, Dong Nuan listened carefully, otherwise this matter would have been mentioned without mentioning it.

Now that I think about it, the tung oil was probably made by Dongman.

"Daddy is so awesome." Dong Nuan praised with a smile, and then took out two bunches of copper coins from his pocket.

When I looked at the two thick stacks of copper coins, Dong Sanchun's eyes were as bright as light bulbs at night.

"Nuan Ya, this..." Dong Sanchun intuitively felt that the money was for him. It was money for his hard work in recently asking for information. By the way, it was also money to thank him for bringing Dong Xing and Liao Mingkun together.

But there are so many, probably one hundred articles.

There is really no chance to see so much money in winter or spring!

I usually work for twenty or thirty cents, but when I go to the city to carry a big bag during the off-season, I only earn ten cents a day. I am so tired that I can’t straighten my waist. When I come back, Mrs. Dong picks up my big head.

One hundred pennies.

The eyes of winter and spring are getting brighter and brighter.

Dong Nuan smiled and handed over the money: "Thank you for your hard work, Dad."

"Really for dad?" Dong Sanchun couldn't believe her eyes, but she stretched out her hand honestly.

Originally, he wanted to weigh two strings of copper coins in his hand, but he did it for no other reason than to listen to the noise.

This is money news!

But when I think about it, what if I make some noise and disturb others?

Thinking of this, Dong Sanchun carefully put the money into his arms again.

Seeing his little movement, Dong Nuan smiled meaningfully and said, "Dad, is it uncomfortable to have money but not dare to spend it?"

Winter and spring:.

The hand touching the money trembled slightly, and my mood suddenly became not so good.

I won’t say much about the warmth of winter, the excitement should come bit by bit, and finally there will be a big explosion.

With more and more money in hand, winter, spring and spring will definitely become more and more insecure.

Because he will feel that the money is not safe no matter where it is hidden, it is not as safe as putting it in his own bed.

But my own bed...

It's not entirely my own now. My family may get in at some point.

Warmth in winter comes back earlier than winter and spring.

In winter and spring, I even made a trip to the hut before returning home.

After returning home, I tested it first and found that Dongwu and Dongyao were both asleep. Then I quietly hid the money in the straw in the beam.

"If the house needs to be repaired one day, my father will be miserable." Dong Nuan said angrily.

At this time, everything was quiet, and Dong Sanchun heard Dong Nuan's words clearly. He almost dropped the copper coin with a shake of his hand.

At this time, Dong Sanchun thought to himself: The winner is still the winner!

You have the final say about your own small family. If everyone else says it, then you don’t know who has the final say.

And once Mr. Dong discovers that he is hiding something secret, things will get serious!

It's just that you can't bring up things like family separation by yourself. Dong Sanchun felt that he had to plan it.

Otherwise, sooner or later this money will not be hidden!

Early the next morning, when the sky was dark, Dong Nuan got up and went into the mountains with Hanjianglou to look for wood and pick peaches.

There aren't many peaches left. If I pick them twice more, they probably won't be there anymore.

Hanjianglou brought breakfast to Dongnuan. Today it was no longer pancakes, but rice balls mixed with white rice and corn, and steamed with some green cabbage leaves.

Hanjianglou specially wrapped three fist-sized ones in oil paper.

Looking at these three big rice balls, Dong Nuan couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, I'm really not a little piggy."

If she can eat one, it's considered a good meal. Three...

Is this the appetite of Hanjiang Tower?


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