"You are an unfilial son, eating everything inside and out."

Widow Liu was still scolding her with tears and runny nose.

"In order to support your education, I have been frugal, spinning and weaving until I almost went blind."

"Look at what you did behind my back, stealing the charcoal from home and giving it away to others."

"Can you handle me? Where is your conscience?"

"Tell me, who did you give it to? Is it that fat girl?" Widow Liu asked.

Muzichuan swayed slightly and finally came to his senses.

"yes."

He frowned and said in a deep voice.

Widow Liu was startled for a moment, then she sat down on the ground, slapping the soil and crying until her heart broke.

"I'm dripping all over the sky, I'm dripping all over the ground, what kind of ecstasy soup did that damn girl fill you with?"

"Look at the good deeds you've done, you've got a hot face but a cold butt."

"I don't care about your charcoal. Your kindness has been fed to the dogs."

Muzichuan didn't know when the farce inside and outside the courtyard would end.

He was in a daze, like a body with its soul hollowed out.

Let his feet take him back to the west room, where he sat blankly behind the desk.

The boy's eyes stared blankly at the roof beam, and his thin fingers clenched his fists.

what happened

Why was the charcoal sent back again?

Did Qing'er send Charcoal away to someone else or is there something fishy?

Mu Zichuan thought about this matter over and over again.

He jumped up and ran towards the door of the house.

He can't be alone here with his random thoughts. He must go to Qing'er to ask clearly.

As soon as I rushed out of the west room, I found my mother blocking the door of the main room with disheveled hair.

"Where are you going to find that damn fat girl?"

Widow Liu asked.

Mu Zichuan nodded, "I have to ask clearly about this matter. I don't believe Qing'er is the kind of person who goes back on her word."

"I bother"

Widow Liu spat hard on the ground.

The woman's scarlet eyes sneered, "Don't ask, don't you think this is humiliating enough?"

"Mom, if you ask me to ask, I won't give up unless you find out the reason."

"No matter what the reason was, the charcoal was sent back," Widow Liu said.

"If this fat girl cares about what you give her, she must take care of it with all her heart and guts."

"Sending him back means that she doesn't care."

"People are tough, but since they don't care anymore, why do you still want to ask why?"

"As long as you see this fact clearly, don't be stupid again in the future."

Muzichuan froze in place.

My mother's last words were spinning in my mind.

Yes, he has always had illusions and has been deceiving himself and others.

Regardless of the reason, what was sent out was the charcoal he sent.

Not the fruit charcoal sent by Luo Fengtang.

This is enough to explain everything.

That's all, that's all.

"Mom, it's my son's fault. If he doesn't make trouble anymore, he should go back to the house to warm up his books."

Mu Zichuan's whole body was like a deflated ball, and his energy and spirit instantly withered.

After saying these words, he turned around and walked back to the west room with heavy steps.

Behind her, Widow Liu looked at her son's lonely back, and her heart felt like a knife.

But he was still cruel, turned around and bolted the door of the main room.

I sat back on the loom, weaving, and paying attention to the movements in the west room opposite.

"A sneeze"

Yang Ruoqing, who was learning needlework from Mrs. Sun, couldn't help sneezing loudly.

"Oh, what bastard is cursing me behind my back?"

She wiped her nose and muttered.

Mrs. Sun on the side smiled.

"I'm afraid I might catch a cold because I'm being talked about. Quickly, put your feet in the heating bucket."

Sun ordered.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, took off her shoes, and put her feet into the large heating bucket.

"It's still spacious. Mom, please put your feet in," Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun responded with a smile and put her feet in.

She picked up a coat belonging to Yang Huazhong and covered the three children and her own legs.

On such a winter afternoon, the north wind is howling outside.

The family huddled in the warm tub, doing needlework and chatting.

It seems like time passes very slowly

It got dark early, so it was a bit difficult to thread the needle.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing realize that the dusk outside the window was gradually falling.

"Mom, it's time for us to prepare dinner. We have to make tofu tonight."

Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Mrs. Sun put down her work and got down from the heating bucket.

"I'll make dinner for dinner, and you can warm yourself by the fire with your brothers."

At night, the family was busy making tofu, and the small kitchen was very busy.

In the front yard, in Mrs. Liu's house.

After receiving twenty-five cents, Liu and Yang Huaming were extremely happy.

Yang Huaming spent two ounces of wine at the village grocery store and bought a bag of peanuts and a bag of melon seeds.

After closing the door, Yang Huaming drank some wine, ate peanuts, and hummed a little tune, feeling very comfortable.

In the small cradle next to it, the third girl, who had just turned one month old, was humming.

Yang Huaming is too lazy to do anything.

Mrs. Liu sent her two girls to the room opposite to sleep, and then returned to this room with foot-washing water to wait for Yang Huaming to wash his feet.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard three girls crying in the cradle.

"Sanya is already crying, why don't you shake a few times?"

Mrs. Liu put down the wooden basin in her hand and hurried towards the cradle.

Shaking, coaxing.

Here, Yang Huaming snorted.

"It's a damn girl's movie, she's a loser. I don't blame her for hindering my interest in drinking."

Hearing this, Mrs. Liu turned around and glared at Yang Huaming.

"This is what a father should say, no matter what, she is also your daughter."

Yang Huaming looked disapproving.

"Girls are raising a litter for other people's families, so it's boring," he said.

Mrs. Liu stopped chewing.

After finally coaxing the third girl to sleep, she came over again and continued washing Yang Huaming's feet.

She squatted in front of him and buried her head in the wash.

While sighing.

"The third girl was born before she was a month old. This child is so thin and small. She is only one month old and only weighs less than six pounds."

"I'm really worried about not being able to make a living"

Yang Huaming was drinking a small drink there and ignored Mrs. Liu's words.

It’s best to save food if you can’t feed them.

Mr. Liu continued, "It's all my fault, brother. He was so cruel. He pushed me to the ground without even giving me a hand. He almost killed two people."

When this issue was mentioned, Yang Huaming spoke up.

"Don't worry, I'll keep this account in mind. I'll report it back sooner or later."

Hearing the man's words, Ms. Liu felt relieved.

“Just remember”

After washing the feet here, the foot washing water was thrown away.

Over there, Yang Huaming had almost finished drinking some wine.

After drinking two ounces of soju, Yang Huaming felt hot all over.

Men in their twenties and under thirty are in the prime of life.

In addition, there is little farm work in this winter, so I eat and sleep every day, and when I wake up, I hit the horse.

There is nowhere to vent all the energy in my body.

I saw Mrs. Liu taking off her coat, wearing a close-fitting autumn coat, spreading the quilt with her buttocks sticking out.

Yang Huaming narrowed his eyes.

Under the dim light in the room, the full moon woman looked plump.

The waist is thicker and the butt is bigger and rounder.

Especially the pair of things on her chest, filled with milk.

It was no longer the flat plain before, but now it seemed to be inflated.

It swayed as the woman spread the quilt.

It stimulated Yang Huaming's sight.

Something underneath him was stretched out.

The man rushed over, hugged the woman from behind, and pushed her down on the bed.

Mrs. Liu turned over and hooked Yang Huaming's neck with both hands.

The woman gasped and said, "I thought you were so ambitious. I was begging you to touch me, but you didn't touch me."
Chapter completed!