"Why are you back? What's going on?"

Luo Xia was eating. When she saw her daughter come back, she quickly stood up and asked nervously.

Ling Jinyue pursed her lips, bit her lips lightly and walked in, "Mom, I didn't say anything."

Her sister-in-law and Xiaoge's aunt were so nice to her, she couldn't say that at all.

"What did you say? What use are you?!" Luo Xia slammed the bowl in her hand heavily on the table, her voice stern.

Ling Jinyue sniffed, "Mom, my aunt's family doesn't have any money either. Building a house at home costs money, and Brother Xiao's leg treatment and my aunt's eye treatment all cost money. My sister-in-law has no money..."

Luo Xia's voice became louder, and she poked Ling Jinyue's face with her hand, "No money? You didn't even ask, and you knew she had no money? How dare Meng Qidi build a house without money?

Do you think that if someone asks you to work, they will really share the money with you? You are a spendthrift, what is the point of having you! If you don’t want to get married, why don’t you go and lend me money to help your brother get married?”

Ling Jinyue felt pain in the face from being poked by her, but she didn't dare to dodge. She could only endure it and lower her head stubbornly.

No one knew that after her sister-in-law left that day, she thought the matter was over.

As a result, as soon as her brother left the next day, her mother told her that she could not get married, but she had to borrow money for the bride price from her brother. She refused and was locked up for a few days. Yesterday, she was forced to borrow money, but she said there were too many people around, so she avoided it.

I was forced to go there again today, but she couldn't open her mouth even when she went there...

Luo Xia was tired of scolding, so she sat down and huffed for a long time before she said, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. I'm going to the city tomorrow, and you come with me."

Ling Jinyue breathed a sigh of relief. She had escaped a disaster today. "I want to go to sell the papers tomorrow..."

"Does she give money?" When it comes to making money, Luo Xia's tone is better. Jin Yue hasn't been there for a few days. Will Meng Qidi give money?

Ling Jinyue said, "The previous money has not been settled yet. I can tell my sister-in-law tomorrow that I will not go there anymore, and she will settle it."

Ling Jinyue lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She...

Sorry sister-in-law, she didn't want to implicate them...

At the Ling family's side, after noon, the sun was shining in the sky. Although it was early autumn, it was still the heat of autumn. It was cold at night and hot at noon. Ge Mei and Zhao Youwei were sitting under a tree, sweating profusely.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Old man Zhao walked out slowly, picking his teeth, pulled a stool, and sat down with a big smile, like a typical country man.

Neither Meng Qidi nor her mother-in-law came out. No one wanted to interfere in the old man's private affairs.

"Master, I..."

"Stop!" Old man Zhao stretched out his hand to interrupt Zhao Youwei's words, "Don't call me uncle, I will feel that I am too old. According to seniority, call me uncle."

As for using connections, forget it. He won't fall for that.

Ge Mei...

Uncle makes you look old? Meng Qidi called him old man, which is disrespectful, right?

Zhao Youwei felt a little embarrassed. He stood up apologetically and bowed to the old man.

"Uncle... I'm sorry we have caused you trouble over the years."

Old man Zhao curled his lips indifferently. He understood that he was retreating in order to advance. Sorry, he didn't want to cooperate.

It seemed as if I had come to the Ling family twice and waited for so long just for this apology.

Zhao Youwei didn't wait for Old Man Zhao to say anything. He nodded apologetically at him, turned around and left.

Ge Mei was stunned for a moment, and quickly stood up and chased after him, with a trace of annoyance in his eyes. No, that's not what they said when they came. How could he make a decision on his own...

When Meng Qidi came out, only Old Man Zhao was sitting there stupidly.

Isn't he hot?

"Are they all gone?" Meng Qidi put the hat on the old man's head. "Why don't you go in? The sun is so bright."

The old man looked up, his eyes full of confusion, "Xiao Qi, that guy apologized to me and left, saying that he was sorry for disturbing me before. Do you think he was retreating to advance?"

Meng Qidi pulled out a chair and sat down. "It's hard to say. Maybe he was sincere. After all, not everyone is motivated by profit..."

Meng Qidi didn't say too much. Although she had dealt with Zhao Youwei before, she didn't know that educated youth.

However, it was hard to say about Ge Mei. She felt that the other person came with a purpose.

Old man Zhao frowned for a moment and then relaxed his brows. "Forget it, let's not talk about them. By the way, I'm moving to the village this afternoon."

Meng Qidi paused, "Why?"

Did this old man take the wrong medicine or was he provoked by those two?

"No reason. I don't want to serve you old, weak, sick and disabled people. There are three women in a room, and it's a drama. I won't join in the fun."

The old man had a look of disgust on his face, with tears sparkling in his eyes. They had been together for such a long time, and now they were suddenly separated, and he felt reluctant to let them go.

No, it should be that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. This is definitely the case. He is reluctant to part with that little girl Xiao Chengzi...

I have to leave anyway, and now I am just moving back to the village. It’s not like we won’t see each other anymore…

"Are you sure you want to move to the village? Or you can move back to the cowshed. At least there are beds there. You guys have taken down all the beds in Ling Laosi's house."

The old man paused, and his sadness suddenly stopped. Did he end up feeling lonely after being sad for so long?

"If you really want to live in the village, that's fine. I can just dismantle the bed in your room and move it over."

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He stood up angrily and came out with a hatchet in his hand.

Meng Qidi said calmly, "What are you doing, old man? Please don't be confused."

"Go away, stay away from me. Can't I just cut bamboo to fish?"

The old man rolled his eyes at her and walked straight to the backyard. He was too lazy to even think about this little girl. He was so angry with her that he wanted to beat her up.

While the old man was cutting bamboo, Meng Qidi just let him do it. She picked up the engraving pen and started to engrave the test questions. As the saying goes, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. She had a good memory, and the questions she had engraved were also reviewed by her. After engraving them again, she basically remembered them all in her mind.

One piece of engraving paper can produce about 20 sheets. If you are careful, you can produce more than 30 sheets. She basically carves two sheets of each test question.

Old man Zhao said he was going fishing and he really went to the front yard to fish. Meng Qidi carved a few test questions and started printing.

I don’t know whether Jin Yue will come tomorrow. If not, she and the old man will have a lot to do.

Little Chengzi had just come out of his nap. When he saw his aunt working, he hurried over to help dry the plants.

Wang Jinhua helped with hanging and collecting, and the old and the young worked in perfect harmony.

With more people helping, the three of them finished their work before dark in the afternoon.

"I took it back and kept two big fat fish. You guys are busy today, so I'll show off my skills and have a fish feast!"

Old man Zhao came in carrying a bucket of water, with a smile on his face. He had completely forgotten what happened in the afternoon.

Meng Qidi was surprised and asked, "Old man, can you cook?"

Old man Zhao came into the room carrying a bucket of water, angrily, "Who are you looking down on? I'll show you what I've done!"

Meng Qidi shrugged. Perfect.