"It really is the third son!"

Su Tong glanced at it and immediately nodded, "Quick, let's stop him!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Ruyi saw a roll of money fall out of Su Yin's pocket with a thud.

Su Yin was completely unaware and strode away.

The roll of money tumbled down to Su Ruyi's feet.

Su Ruyi picked up the money, only to feel an unusual burning sensation on the red mole on her right palm.

She opened her palm, and the red mole seemed to flash with a strange golden light for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

Is she going to start picking up money like Su Manao?

Su Tong watched as Su Ruyi bent down, seemingly picking something up, but staring at her hands, he couldn't see what she was picking up.

By this time, Su Yin had already walked quite far, and judging from the direction he was heading, it seemed he was going home.

Su Ruyi counted the roll of money; it totaled 720 yuan.

She asked Su Tong, somewhat at a loss, "Fourth Brother, what's this?"

Su Tong then noticed the money in Su Ruyi's hand: "Where did this money come from?"

Su Ruyi gestured towards Su Yin with her chin: "It fell from Third Brother's clothes! I just picked it up!"

Su Tong's eyes widened in disbelief, and he felt his hair stand on end.

Could it be...?

After a long pause, he nodded and said, "This must be the money that Third Brother stole from the family!"

Su Ruyi immediately pursed her lips.

Su Yin knew she hadn't stolen a single penny.

So, this must be money Su Yin earned from the black market.

If that's how Fourth Brother understands it...

Let's just go with the flow.

Su Ruyi immediately divided the money equally: "Fourth Brother, half for each of us!"

Su Tong didn't say anything, took the 360 ​​yuan that Su Ruyi handed over, and put it in his pocket.

When the two returned home, they found that not only Su Yin had returned, but Su Zhenzhu had also returned, and the two were tearing at each other.

Although Su Zhenzhu only has one arm, she is quite frightening when she gets angry.

As for Su Yin, she had been wandering around outside for five days.

He neither ate well nor slept well for the past five days, so he fell into a disadvantageous position.

The reason the two were fighting was—dogs fighting.

The two of them entered the house one after the other.

Su Dazhi is seasoning his newly bought iron pot.

I bought the iron pot at the supply and marketing cooperative this afternoon.

The industrial coupons he used to buy the iron pot were obtained by exchanging them with the bourgeois lady next door. He spent eighty yuan on them, which was a friendly price.

A new iron pot, including the depreciation of the old one, cost 120 yuan.

So, this new pot cost him a total of two hundred yuan.

The seven hundred I just received has now become five hundred.

Su Dazhi decided to go all out and bought three catties of pork that didn't require ration coupons, intending to make braised pork.

Of course, there was another important reason why he bought pork—the large iron pot needed to be seasoned, and seasoning the pot required pork skin.

He had never done this kind of work in his life.

It uses a piece of fatty pork with the skin on.

Of course, pigs in this era didn't have the thick layer of fat that would be found in later generations.

Su Dazhi was reluctant to spend money, so he basically used a thin piece of pigskin to wipe the bottom of the pot.

When collagen is exposed to high temperatures, the taste is... indescribable.

As soon as Su Manao returned, she smelled the scent and hid in the west wing, even closing the windows tightly.

Su Jin also tightly closed the window of the east wing and even stuffed his nostrils with straw paper.

Su Dazhi hadn't lit a fire in a long time, and when he added firewood, he once again mistook oilwood for ordinary firewood.

Flames leaped from the stove, instantly singeing off his eyebrows and burning most of his hair.

Just as Su Dazhi was howling in pain, Su Yin walked into the house.

Upon seeing Su Yin, Su Dazhi immediately began to unbuckle his belt.

Su Yin raised her hands: "Dad, before you hit me, let me say a few words first."

Su Dazhi stopped what he was doing.

Su Yin said with a wry smile, "Dad, I'm going to the countryside."

Su Dazhi nodded: "I understand, your mother has signed you all up."

Su Yin raised her eyebrows: "Did my mom sign me up?"

Su Dazhi nodded again: "Yes, the family has registered you, as well as the eldest, second, and sixth sons. It's a policy requirement, there's nothing we can do about it."

Su Yin frowned and remained silent.

He always thought that Su Tong was the one who secretly signed up, but he never expected that it was his own mother!

Moreover, the one his biological mother kept by her side in the end was actually the sickly fourth son, not himself!

Su Dazhi patted him on the shoulder: "Third brother, you're all grown up now. I feel embarrassed to hit you. You still know to come back, and you admit your mistakes and correct them. You're still a good kid! Here you go!"

As he spoke, he reached out his hand with hope.

Su Yin avoided Su Dazhi's eager gaze: "Dad, I didn't take any money from home, not a single penny."

Upon hearing this, Su Dazhi did not fly into a rage as Su Yin had expected. Instead, he calmly asked, "Really not? If you spent a little, give the rest to Dad, and Dad won't mind."

Su Yin sighed: "I wanted to take it... I know that Mom keeps all the money at home in the bottom drawer of the dresser, and the key to the drawer is in the box of wheel biscuits."

Su Dazhi remained silent, gesturing for Su Yin to continue.

“But when I opened the drawer at noon on the 9th, it was empty, there was nothing inside,” Su Yin continued. “Dad, I ran because Su Tong chased me with a kitchen knife, and Su Zhenzhu was also trying to hit me with a rolling pin.”

Su Dazhi remained silent.

Su Yin continued, “Dad, this is very strange. I clearly saw Mom put at least seven or eight hundred yuan into that drawer a few days ago—actually, I just took the money to make ends meet, and I would return it—but when I went to take it, there wasn’t a single penny in that drawer, nothing at all.”

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