Liu Zhaodi gritted her teeth, her family's life was getting poorer and poorer, while Li Meihua's family's life was getting better and better. They were the same kind of people, so why was there such a big difference?

When they first got married, Song Facai was infinitely better off than Qiao Haisheng, whose family background was considered problematic. Back then, she was the envy of everyone in the village… and in just a few years, she'd become the laughingstock of the village. Thinking of the neighbors' disgusted looks, she couldn't eat her meal. She piled all the dishes on the table together and took them back to the kitchen.

Song Facai lost his appetite and sighed. He didn't want to ask for favors, but in order to feed his family, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and do it.

the next day.

Qiao Haisheng was a little surprised to see Song Facai standing at the door. They hadn't had any contact for several years, or more precisely, since Song Facai injured his leg.

He had once wanted to help the Song family, but his family's resources were limited, and coupled with previous estrangement, he gradually forgot about it.

Song Facai rubbed his hands together, unsure of where to begin.

"Old Song, what do you need me for?" Qiao Haisheng spoke first. He felt that Song Facai must have something to ask of him, and wondered what it could be.

Standing at the door, Li Meihua saw Qiao Haisheng and Song Facai seemingly talking. Not wanting them to continue, she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Where's the firewood I ordered? Why hasn't it been delivered yet?"

Qiao Haisheng turned around, "Wait, I'll take it in right away."

Song Facai knew that if he didn't speak up now, he would have no other chance.

"Brother, I heard you opened a snack shop in town, is that true?"

Qiao Haisheng nodded, "It's true. The shop has been renovated and will open tomorrow."

There aren't any snack stalls in our town yet; our family is the first. Don't forget to patronize us next time you go to the market in town.

Song Facai made a great decision for himself.

"I want to work in a shop. I can do any dirty or tiring work. I don't need to be paid too much, just some food."

You know my family's situation; if we don't earn some money, we won't be able to get through this winter.

Qiao Haisheng was in a dilemma. The shop was run by his daughter and son, and he could only do odd jobs at most. In addition, Song Facai had difficulty walking, so what kind of work could he do? He would just be another person to eat.

If that incident hadn't happened between the two families, perhaps he could have agreed to ask his daughter. But since a conflict had already occurred, it was best not to get involved with each other. Thinking of this, he reached into his pocket and took out five yuan.

"Brother, take this money first, and pay me back when you have the money later. As for the job, I can't help you. This snack stall is run by my daughter and son, and they are enough to manage on their own. I don't want to cause them any trouble."

We've been brothers for years, please understand.

"This..." Song Facai didn't expect to be rejected so quickly. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at the five yuan handed to him, wanting to take it but not daring to.

Seeing this, Qiao Haisheng stuffed the money into his pocket.

"The money isn't much, but it can help your family out of an emergency. If you have any trouble in the future, just let me know, and I'll try my best to help."

Having said all that, Song Facai knew it was pointless to say anything more. He was out of rice at home, but the five yuan could buy 20 jin of rice, which would last him a while. He reluctantly accepted the money, nodded to the man, and then turned and dragged his right leg away.