The servant woman who had brought the decoction brought the decoction back and poured it into the sewer outside the courtyard, which caused the servants in the kitchen to talk about it.
Mother Liu came back with Zaichun's small bag to look for leftovers. Everyone watched, and the scene suddenly became more lively.
"It's strange," said a servant girl, "how come Zaichun's face is getting thicker and thicker. He comes begging for food day by day, and he really treats himself as a beggar."
"She didn't dare to come to our backyard before."
"It seems like it's been a while since I've seen her family take action against her."
"That's right, you seem to be eager to see someone beat his wife!"
"Anyway, I just don't like Zaichun, he's not a good person!"
"Me too! I heard that he even stabbed our eldest lady!"
"She didn't do it!"
"Why did I hear that it was poisoned and that I stole our lady's clothes and sold them?"
"That's also false, but she is indeed not a good person."
…
There were distant sounds in the kitchen. Zai Chun stood at the door and could hear a lot.
Funny, really funny.
She looked on coldly.
After a while, Liu's mother came over with food.
It is said to be leftovers, but Ning'an House is very wealthy and cannot really give others' leftovers to others. These are all leftovers from the pot.
"Here you go." Mother Liu threw it away gently.
Zaichun quickly hugged her.
"Thank you, Mother Liu, and thank Madam for me too!" Zai Chun said in a flattering manner.
"You just need to come less often from now on. None of us will like you," Liu's mother said.
"Mother Liu, please scold me more. If scolding me makes Mother Liu happy, you can scold me as much as you want. But next time I come to beg for food, I hope Mother Liu can help me."
Zaichun said it sincerely, and Liu's mother sighed, feeling that this person was getting more and more shameless, and turned around and left.
The flattery on Zai Chun's face disappeared. He glanced at Liu's mother's back bitterly, then left the backyard of Ning'an Building with a small bag full of bags.
In the deep alley behind Ning'an Building, the innermost courtyard is now dilapidated. It has been repaired and repaired over the past few months. Even if the cold wind blows wildly, it is enough to keep out the cold.
Zai Chun pushed the door open and went in. The courtyard was quiet. She quickly walked through the small courtyard covered with half a foot of snow and opened the door of the main house.
Gu Yi lay on the couch with his eyes closed, his arm resting on his pillow, and his lame leg raised high.
Hearing the noise, he turned to look at Zaichun.
Zaichun put the small bag on the table, turned around and took off his coat on the other side.
Gu Yi opened his yellow teeth and said with a crooked smile: "Okay, I'm really going to be a dog."
Zaichun didn't answer the call. He shook off the wind and snow on his coat, put it on the cabinet, and went to change his shoes.
Gu Yi got up from the couch and reached for the small bag on the table. Zai Chun came over and took it away: "What are you doing!"
"I'll eat it!"
"This is what I came for, not for you!" Zai Chun turned around and walked outside.
Gu Yi looked at her coldly and turned the table over.
The table hit the ground, and the sound made Zai Chun, who was still at the door, feel frightened. However, she was sure that Gu Yi would not dare to do anything to her now.
The door on the other side was opened at this time, and Cao Yu came out with a bad look on his face.
Zaichun hurriedly walked over: "Brother Cao."
Cao Yu saw the bag in her hand and snatched it away. Without saying a word, he turned around and prepared to go back to the house.
"Wait a minute, Brother Cao!"
"What?" Cao Yu turned to look at her.
"That Yiqiu, I had a different doctor today. He even promised me to take medicine, but he gave me medicine again."
"So what if I change the doctor?"
"Will it... be cured?" Zai Chun's voice became softer, "Maybe, but not?"
Cao Yu glanced at her, his eyes showing irritation and disgust, and turned around to go into the house.
The door was slammed shut, and Zaichun rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Cao Yu placed the small bag next to a candlestick. The steam inside the bag was steaming. Although it was mixed together, it did not have a strange smell, but was more fragrant.
"This Ning'an Building is so damn rich," Cao Yu said angrily, "The money that made Mrs. Zhao rich was all the silver from our Longhu Gang!"
Bian Yuanfeng looked back at the food, looked back coldly, and continued reading while saying: "That Yiqiu can't be cured."
"It will definitely not be cured, and you will definitely die."
"Yeah." Bian Yuanfeng responded and said no more.
"Master, eat something, you're going to be hungry."
Bian Yuanfeng said nothing. After reading this page and turning it over, he said coldly: "Eat other people's leftovers every day."
Cao Yu frowned and felt sad for a while: "Master, we... there's nothing we can do about it now, but it's okay. It won't take long, then Ning'an Building will be ours."
"Yeah." Bian Yuanfeng responded.
The food on the table was gradually getting cold, and Cao Yu didn't even see that Bian Yuanfeng had the slightest intention of eating it.
He looked at the small bag on the table, then looked up at Bian Yuanfeng's back. After a while of silence, Cao Yu said, "Master, how about I go to the street to buy some."
"Go ahead." Bian Yuanfeng answered quickly this time.
Cao Yu sighed softly, went to the closet, and took out the baggage he had brought with him.
If the silver is really enough, there is no point hiding here and eating leftovers.
In these years of hard work, money is everywhere. Although murder and robbery can solve a lot of money problems, you can't kill all the way. You still have to spend money where it should be spent.
The silver in the baggage was very scattered and the amount was limited. After Cao Yu took it, he put the baggage back and heard Bian Yuanfeng say: "Take a pearl to pawn it."
Cao Yu frowned: "But Master, there aren't many left."
"It's just a pawn, not a sale," Bian Yuanfeng said calmly, turning another page of the book, "The Ning'an Building will be ours by then. Are you afraid that you won't be able to get the beads back?"
Cao Yu took a deep breath and nodded: "Yes."
He took out a small pouch from the innermost layer of the baggage. The beads inside were all first-class. It was originally a string, but only five of them were sold to them over the years.
This bead was one of the relics that Bian Yuanfeng took from Mrs. Bian when he returned to the Longhu Gang.
At that time, the mountains were covered with corpses. Cao Yu accompanied Bian Yuanfeng to dig the soil and buried Mrs. Bian and Bian Yuanxue with his own hands.
Cao Yu still remembered how much Bian Yuanfeng cried and collapsed. He originally wanted to keep these relics as a memory, but unexpectedly, they had solved a lot of food and clothing problems for them in recent years.
Putting the remaining things back in the closet, Cao Yu said, "Master, I'm going to pawn first and I'll be back soon."
"Go." Bian Yuanfeng said.
Before leaving, Cao Yu called Zaichun out and returned the bag of food to her.
Zai Chuncheng was terrified, worried that he might not be able to do it well.
Cao Yuduo didn't bother to say a word and left directly.
After Zaichun returned to the house, he lifted up the table on the ground, put the bag of food on the table, and said to Gu Yi, "It's easy for you, get up and eat."
"Smelly bitches! Bad cousin!" Gu Yi scolded, but he immediately got up and had a full meal like a glutton out of a cage.
Zaichun sat next to him and watched him eat. She had no appetite at all.
