Du Chuanfu and Zhang Lihua were busy serving tea. It was rare that the inn was so lively at this time.
Song Qiu thought that he had not served two tables of guests at noon. Now that the weather was getting colder, the meat would not go bad easily, so he had to prepare more every day.
Otherwise, with so many people at once, there won’t be enough food.
After cooking all the dishes for the two people, the rain outside was gradually getting lighter, but it was getting dark.
The lights were turned on early in the inn, and they were brightly lit and could be seen from afar.
In the yard of the Zhang family on the gentle slope at the foot of the mountain, Old Deng looked at the bright lights of the inn opposite the long river, and knew that there were guests staying today, so he took Miao to help feed the Song family's pigs and chickens, and checked the door locks.
, then went back to prepare some food.
Zhang Hugua was holding a bowl of porridge that was extremely clear, and his brows were so tight that he could kill two mosquitoes.
I've been eating this way for several days, and the meat and fishy taste is gone. What the hell is this supposed to do?
Putting the bowls and chopsticks heavily on the table, Zhang Hugua looked at the old Mr. Deng who was sitting on the table and said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't Lihua just get his wages back? I've earned several kilograms of meat these days collecting firewood for Ah Qiu.
Right? Why can’t I open the pot at home? If I eat this, my mouth will smell like shit!"
Old Mrs. Deng glanced at him and said, "My son is a good man. He even knows what shit smells like."
Zhang Hugua: "..."
"mother!"
"It's not just about eating meat when the weather is good, why is it that every meal is just a bowl of clear soup with watery vegetables? You don't even fry the vegetables? Is our family so poor?"
Old Mrs. Deng twirled her chopsticks without even raising her eyelids, "Your father is bedridden and still taking medicine. The few hundred dollars Lihua got back alone are not enough to buy medicine. Your third brother doesn't even go home."
When the money comes back, your eldest brother still wants to take the money home, and you don’t care. Is our family poor or not?"
Zhang Hugua muttered as he heard this, thinking that his father was already like this and wouldn't recover even if he took medicine, so why waste money?
After all, he didn't dare to say that, so he said angrily: "Mother, you don't know. Brother and the others are popular and popular people in the town, and they go to the theater and drink tea every day. Where is the money? I have the nerve to come home to get some money, mother, can you?"
Stop giving it!"
"Yeah." Old Deng Shiqing snorted and said nothing.
Zhang Hugua then muttered: "The third brother's income is a few hundred yuan less every day. Why is Bai'er not enough to go to school? Why don't he have any money to take home?"
My father is no longer in charge now, mother, you have to make up your mind, are we going to starve to death at home while they eat delicious food?"
"I don't agree with this anymore! The grocery store belongs to the family, and Song'er's house is also bought with money from the family. The son also has to have a share of the things in the father's house! It makes no sense for them to eat and sleep well, and the son will
Are you going to get mushy by eating vegetables that even pigs won’t eat?!”
Miao, who was taking a big sip of vegetable paste, glanced at the man quickly from the bowl and sneered inwardly.
Old Mrs. Deng didn't answer and just let him mutter.
Zhang Hugua looked at it and almost stamped his feet in anxiety.
"Mom! You call me up the mountain to collect firewood all day long and I work so hard. Why don't you dare to tell them? Your son still wants to count on you. If you don't want to think about your son, you have to think about your grandson.
Stone egg!"
Old Deng paused, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, looked at Zhang Hugua, and said: "When did you see your eldest brother and third brother listen to me? There is no money in the family now, and your eldest brother just wants to come back.
You don't need to tell me that you don't have to give it to me, but if you have the ability from your third brother, just go and get the money back.
It just so happens that my mother is also waiting for you to use your money to buy meat for her to eat."
Zhang Hugua choked and looked at the mushy food in front of him. He couldn't eat it anymore. He was so upset. He thought about how the boss's place was so popular and spicy, and how the three of his family had such a round belly.
, this person couldn’t sit still.
After so many years, he has also known that the eldest and third brothers always go to his father for everything. How have he ever heard his mother speak?
It’s him, isn’t it the same?
But now that Dad can't say anything and can't move, is there really no one to care about the boss and the third child?
Why don't they get the money back? Why do they live a good life? He just doesn't have anything and can't even eat meat?
They are all his father's sons, there is no reason why he has suffered so much for so many years!
Now he can no longer rely on his father to raise money for him to buy a shop, so he has to rely on himself!
Thinking about this, Zhang Hugua angrily went back to the house and went to sleep. However, he was too hungry to fall asleep. So before dawn the next day, he got up and headed to the town in high spirits.
Old Mrs. Deng listened to the commotion, slowly walked out of the upper room, and stood at the foot of the eaves and watched.
Mrs. Miao followed her out of the house, combed her hair, and gave old Mrs. Deng a flattering smile, "Mom, I have been baking courgettes all night, but I can't sit still. Do you think he really has the temper to ask for money?"
Old Mrs. Deng glanced at her, but did not answer her. He only said: "When you get up, go and hunt pigweed. When you come back, I will help you feed Aunt Yuan's pigs. I'm here to listen to Shi Dan'er."
Seeing that her mother didn't answer, Mrs. Miao didn't ask any more questions, so she just answered and left.
The mother was so outraged that she didn't let her cook, so she just cooked the vegetables into a paste. She said she wanted to cure her erratic husband, so she was just waiting to see.
She spent three days collecting firewood and two days sharpening the knife. Such a useless person made her feel that there was no hope for her.
It's a blessing that my mother can really cure him. If she can't cure him, she'll be happy with her and listen to her, so she won't suffer any loss.
She doesn't know why, but she just feels that way.
Otherwise, her natal family would be unreliable, and she would not be able to let go of her children even if Zhenhe left.
I can only put my hope in my mother.
Mom will not leave her alone, nor will she leave Shi Dan'er and Zao Hua alone.
Old Mrs. Deng looked away from the road out of the village, turned around and went into the house. She didn't sleep anymore, so she sat on a chair and thought about something.
Hugua has been raised here since she was a child, and she has been with her since she was older. Compared with the two, one was sent to school when he was a child and rarely came back, and the other went to live in the town when he got married. Anyway, he is still the little one.
There was so much before her eyes.
In the current situation of the Miao family, the son and daughter are both young, and the family has no money left for her to plan. If the son continues to act like this, Miao family and her two grandchildren will be the ones who commit the crime.
If you can get it over, just do it and see.
She really couldn't get over it, but she didn't feel cold.
She also needs someone to make a scene and break the current situation.
…
Zhang Hugua felt angry, so he just kept walking forward. He actually made it all the way to the town without riding in a bullock cart.
It wasn't until he reached the door of Zhang Ji's grocery store that he came to his senses and felt the pain in the soles of his feet.
"Fourth brother? Why did you come to town so early?" Zhang Digua came back from outside and saw this man standing in front of the door in a daze. He couldn't help but look up and down, feeling puzzled.
Why did this lazy brother get up so early? At this point, he just went to buy breakfast and go home to eat, and this person came to the town from home?
Has the sun risen in the west?
He had to think more, looking at the tired look on this man's face and not sleeping well, could it be that he didn't go home at all yesterday and was in the town?
Did you go to a brothel? Or went to a gambling house?
He was shocked just thinking about it. He was not surprised that this lazy brother could do such an unreasonable thing.
I feel a little contemptuous in my heart, who is still idle in their twenties.
Zhang Hugua turned his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the oil paper bag held in Zhang Digua's hand. The aroma emanating from there immediately twitched his stomach, making his head dizzy.
I haven't eaten all night, how can I smell something so fragrant?
Zhang Hugua barely hesitated. He rushed forward and snatched the oil paper bag from Zhang Digua's hand.