Chapter 13 Selling myself to bury my father?

"Oh, and this."

Lu Qiniang came in again and stuffed two pieces of straw paper into his hands. "They're very expensive. We still have some left at home. I'll give them to you. I won't be able to buy more after you use them up..."

Xiao Yan: "I don't need it!"

Lu Qiniang's eyes widened: "Why, you don't use paper when you poop?"

Xiao Yan: "Get out!"

Seeing that his face was turning from white to red, and from red to blue, with black tinging the blue, Lu Qiniang couldn't help but mutter, "Look at how bad your temper is. I told you, I'm an uneducated and rough person. Didn't I just tell you to go to the toilet?"

Mainly because I was shocked that he didn't need toilet paper when he took a shit, I blurted it out without using a fancy word like "going to the toilet".

What's the difference?

Hey, calling a flower to go out to the toilet is also calling a flower to poop!

Lu Qiniang was a little unhappy.

It's already this time, and Xiao Yan is still being picky.

But when she came in to clean up and saw that the toilet was clean, she started to worry about Xiao Yan again.

"What's wrong? Are you having a fever and can't poop?"

Xiao Yan wondered why God didn't send a thunderbolt to kill him, leaving him here listening to this woman discussing shit, piss and fart with him.

"If you feel uncomfortable holding it in, I can make you some croton water to drink?"

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and pulled the quilt over his head in silent protest.

"You're so kind, I've taken you for granted. No, Xiao Yan, if you feel uncomfortable, you should tell me. I spent a lot of money to buy you, what if something happens to you..."

Xiao Yan hated his good hearing.

But after hearing this, he thought that Lu Qiniang probably just didn't know how to speak and was confused because of her concern.

But then he heard Lu Qiniang muttering, "...I still have to buy a coffin for you. I'm broke, and I can't guarantee I can buy one on credit. I can get some money for the funeral, but it's still not enough for the banquet..."

Xiao Yan thought, why not just live well.

From what Lu Qiniang said, they can arrange for him to be buried in the mountains tomorrow.

The next day, he deeply understood a truth: Don't eat anything you want, and don't say anything you want, otherwise -

What he said came true.

Lu Qiniang left the house early.

Xiao Yan heard her conversation with Daya who was busy in the kitchen.

Daya wanted to stuff an egg into her mouth, but she refused.

"Save it for the dad on the kang. I'm already well. If I don't come back for lunch, take another egg and make some egg drop soup. You three sisters should have some too."

The last time she was sick, she collected seventy or eighty eggs, but she was reluctant to eat them. Now there are more than thirty left.

"Mom, please put on more clothes. It's too cold to go out so early."

"I'll go to the butcher's shop and see if they're still slaughtering pigs today. If they are, I'll go and lend a hand. It would be nice to get a bowl of pig's blood later."

Lu Qiniang is an expert at raising, selling and slaughtering pigs.

"I've peeled the eggs for you..."

Daya was very persistent, and Lu Qin's mother probably had no choice but to take a light bite. However, she didn't expect Daya to use force and stuff the whole egg into her mouth.

Lu Qinniang was speechless for a moment. After a while, she mumbled with the egg in her mouth, "You child... stay at home and take good care of your two younger sisters. Let them do the work if there is any. Don't do it all yourself."

She gave these instructions before leaving.

As soon as she left the house, Erya said sarcastically, "Let them do the work too. Don't do it all yourself."

She was clearly imitating Lu Qinniang's tone, but with a hint of jealousy.

San Ya yawned and said, "Second sister, why did you wake me up so early?"

Xiao Yan listened to the girls talking and for the first time felt that having many people at home was not such a disgusting thing.

There are quarrels, but there is more warmth flowing.

"Are you stupid? You're already eating what I told you yesterday?" Erya pinched her waist and scolded, "Go, call Tiezhu over here! Remember to speak quietly, don't let Tiezhu's mother hear. Tiezhu and I have an agreement. Just tell him I'm looking for him, and he'll know."

Tiezhu is the son of the blacksmith next door. He is thirteen years old this year and follows his father to work as a blacksmith. He is honest and kind and listens to Erya very much.

Xiao Yan wondered, what was this Erya going to do?

He had not heard the sisters discussing this before.

Daya hesitated and said, "Why don't I go with you?"

"What are you going to do?" Erya asked, "Can you pretend? Don't ruin our good thing. Okay, big sister, heat up some leftovers for us to eat, and I'll go in and talk to him!"

Before Xiao Yan could figure out who this "he" was, he heard Erya's footsteps coming in.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, her pretty, impatient little face appeared in front of him.

She didn't even go in, but spoke to Xiao Yan at the door: "Hey, you saw what happened yesterday. My mother went to borrow money, and someone came to the door and scolded her. You have a conscience, and you don't want that to happen, right?"

Hearing her say "is it" stiffly, a sentence popped up in Xiao Yan's mind.

——If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.

Although her tone was harsh, this was the most polite Erya had been to him since he "entered the house".

"What do you want to do?"

Xiao Yan thought that she probably wanted to take advantage of Lu Qiniang's absence to drive away this burden.

It’s a pity that the world is so big, but there is no place for him.

In other words, it's not that he didn't have any intention, but that he didn't want to drag others down by being sold out due to his disability.

Although now, he has implicated Lu Qiniang's family.

Where can he go?

Xiao Yan's mind was racing.

But what Arya said next was beyond his expectations.

Erya held her head high, as proud as a little swan. "I'm going to take you to make money so my mother can pay that old hag back soon and make her shut up!"

"Take me to make money?" Xiao Yan was surprised.

He is in this condition, not to mention working, he can't even take care of himself, how can he make money?

"Yes, are you going?"

Xiao Yan: "How do you need me to make money?"

Always make things clear first.

"You don't need to do anything, just lie there." Arya said, "It couldn't be simpler. Leave the rest to me."

"Lying there?" Xiao Yan was a little puzzled.

"That's right." Arya said, "Lie there, close your eyes, and don't move. Can you do it?"

"What if it moves?" Xiao Yan asked.

"That's a zombie." Erya gritted her teeth and said, "Don't move!"

Xiao Yan was speechless, but he seemed to have finally touched the truth.

"You want to sell yourself to bury your father?"