When she heard that she was not in charge of the gift money, Xu Yaner shouted: "Why? Aren't women in the family in charge of money?"
Mrs. Cui covered her face and cried loudly: "Xue Zhuang, you have such a dark heart. You have ruined my daughter. You can't even get a decent meal."
Oh, my poor daughter!
There was no betrothal gift, and the wedding dress you wore was someone else's old wedding dress. Why did you blindly marry such a stingy man? If you had known, it would have been better to have killed him."
Hearing her mention that he had almost been beheaded for violating military discipline, Xue Zhuang's forehead pulsed with veins. His future was ruined and he was constantly being scolded.
He raised his hand and lifted the table: "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat, and you won't want the gift money."
He understood clearly that the mother and daughter in front of him wanted to threaten him with the incident of being unfaithful before marriage.
For ordinary people, they might care, but Xue Zhuang didn't think so: he was not forced to do that.
He admitted that he didn't control the crotch thing at the time, and he couldn't blame himself alone.
Xu Yan'er is a girl who has no shame. She strips naked and lies on the bed talking to men. Who can bear it?
If she had been more reserved and indifferent to men, it would not have been so easy for her to untie her belt, so why would she have reached this point?
He lost his job and was forced to get married.
She has been so hasty and careless about important matters in her life, and this mother and daughter will not let them go.
Xue Zhuang was very aggrieved: he had picked up a bitch.
People are so strange, everything is good when you don't get it, but once you get it, you throw it away like a rotten shoe.
The groom flipped the table, the bride cried, and an old woman took advantage of the situation, causing chaos in Xue Zhuang's new house.
On the other side, Song Zhenping walked home angrily. Song Dekui advised him: "Daping, you are too angry today. Xue Zhuang is a military household, and you are also a military household. You will have to deal with him in the future.
, what if he deliberately makes things difficult for you?"
Song Zhenping clenched her fists: "You can hit me or scold me. If anyone wants to bully Yun'er Xiaoan, I will fight him tooth and nail."
Song Dekui: "...!"
Thinking about it, this man was knocked unconscious from hunger and had his legs broken because he had to protect his younger brother. Now, it doesn't matter if he loses face. I'm afraid he will actually mean it when he says he will fight for his life.
Xue Zhuang currently has no official position and is both a military household. To put it bluntly, he may not be better than Xiaoyun and Daping in the future.
Well, pretend you didn’t say it!
The two of them said nothing else and returned to Baolin Residence together.
In the courtyard, Heijin, who was flipping the flower rope with Xiao An, suddenly stopped, jumped up on the wall, took a look outside, made a gesture, turned around and ran towards the attic of the side courtyard.
Song Liyun was drying the freshly cooked acorns. Seeing Hei Jin's movements, she guessed that someone was coming, and asked deliberately: "Xiao An, look who is coming?"
Xiao An didn't even need to look, he ran towards the courtyard door and shouted: "Brother!"
The courtyard door opened, and Song Zhenping and Song Dekui came in.
Song Dekui didn't see Xiao An at noon. When he saw him, he immediately picked up Xiao An who opened the door and weighed him: "Xiao An seems to be a little heavier!"
Xiao An blushed, pushed him away awkwardly, ran into the side yard and hid.
Song Zhenping asked curiously: "Yun'er, I didn't even knock on the door, how did you know we were back?"
Song Liyun chuckled: "Guess!"
Because Heijin was ugly and "evil", Song Liyun was worried that Song Zhenping would have an overreaction and always asked Heijin to avoid him.
These days, as long as Song Zhenping is not at home, Hei Jin will play with Xiao An. When Song Zhenping comes back, Hei Jin will hide in the attic.
Xiao An also listened to Song Liyun's words. When his brother was at home, he would not look for Heijin.
So these days, Song Zhenping has no idea that there is such a monster in his family.
The corvées have stopped working, and everyone is just waiting to return home.
Song Dekui no longer went back to the migrant workers' huts and stayed with Baolin.
Waiting for Song Liyun to cook something weird for every meal, and helping Song Zhenping clean up the yard at other times.
In addition to the house, Ji's house also has a large yard. In the past, flowers and plants may have been planted, but now only grass remains.
First, dig up the grass roots in the yard, clean them up, and then dig out the fire ashes in the backyard and pile them together for retting. When the ground can be plowed in spring, they will be transported out to fertilize the fields.
After weeding, we started grinding acorn powder, so we were very busy.
Song Dekui had accommodation, food, and things to do. It was easy to pass the time, and the three days flew by.
Other civilian husbands were waiting in the work shed, waiting for wages to be settled at the military camp before sending themselves and others home.
Who knew that something would happen in Broken Gold Town just a moment later.
Luo Baihu has not dared to leave the military camp these days. He has no money to settle accounts with the migrant workers.
The robbed migrant workers worked for more than 20 days in total, and the Broken Gold Gate, which was 20 miles away from the town, was barely repaired in half a year.
This pass is one or two feet high, made of pure stone, and spans the Huangsha River.
Embankments were built on both sides of the river to strangle the river, and there were stone channels and stone gates in the middle.
When the stone gate is lowered during the dry season, water can be stored. When the stone gate is lifted from above, a wave of ten feet will rise from the flat ground.
If the Dilu people want to pass through here again, it will be difficult for them to reach the sky.
Even though the repairs were completed, the cost was sky-high. Luo Baihu went to the higher-level guardhouse several times to ask for money, but the superiors could not provide the money.
There is no other reason.
This year, the Ministry of Household Affairs of the imperial court reported that Princess Yuhua's renovation of the Jingsheng Temple cost 800,000 taels of silver, and money was tight.
The Zhenbei Army's military pay was in arrears again, leaving them to overcome it on their own.
Luo Baihu would swear when he thought about it: The imperial court had almost as much money to raise a eldest princess as it did to raise soldiers.
In the future, when the Dilu invaders invade the country, they will not let the sergeants go to the battlefield, but just hang the eldest princess on the tower and walk around.
Complaints are complaints, and he only dares to criticize.
The eldest princess is the emperor's biological sister and the biggest contributor to assisting the current emperor in ascending the throne. No one dares to offend her.
The things in front of you still need to be done.
Now the quartermaster's account at the Suijin Guard Station is empty. Not only are the sergeants owed wages, but the wages of the migrant workers are not enough.
In fact, it was not much, just two hundred taels of silver. Just these two hundred taels of silver held Luo Baihu down.
The guard station really couldn't get it out.
Luo Baihu can hide, but those migrant workers cannot afford it.
It's almost the winter month, and it's getting colder day by day. The thin coat I'm wearing can't hold me up, and I want to take the money and go home to Maodong.
The crowd gradually gathered at the barracks gate!
Luo Baihu's head suddenly felt as big as a bucket. He would not default on his debt. When the third young master left, he said that he would notify Lei Qianhu and have the military pay delivered as soon as possible.
He just wants to delay it for a few days and wait for the money to be allocated from above.
Outside the barracks, migrant workers waited and waited for money but no money was paid. There were rumors that the military camp was deliberately trying to default on its debts, which suddenly made people panic.
The grumpy migrant workers surrounded the barracks and shouted that they should go to the government to file a complaint.
After receiving the news, Luo Baihu was furious: "He is from Nai. He is not only paid one tael of silver, but he dares to sue the officials. Let me tie him to the camp gate to see who dares to cause trouble."
No matter how reckless and impulsive he is, the people below will not actually restrain him, but will only drive him away.
When Song Zhenping brought the news back, Song Liyun was trying to make dumplings with acorn bread, but the result was natural.
Acorn starch is heavy and sticky, and the easiest way to eat it is to make it into frozen crust.
If you want to make it into noodles or other pasta, you have to add powders from other grains.
For people who are already short of food, this is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse.
Since there are grains available, why bother eating the bitter acorn noodles?
"Yun'er, Uncle Kui, there's a commotion at the guard station!"
Before anyone entered the courtyard, Song Zhenping shouted in a panic.