After Lu Xin was taken away by the police, his mother and Li Xiufang cried and wailed at home, and then rushed to the police station to see him.

An Wan and Lu Chun and their brothers had learned the news from He Sichen half an hour earlier, so they were not surprised or taken aback at all.

They could all more or less guess that this matter was related to Lu Xin.

I've accepted it, but I still feel a little sad.

The thought that Lu Sen would soon find out that Lu Xin had murdered him must be very painful for him.

Her own brother, for the sake of a supervisory position, actually plotted to kill her, almost costing her her life.

At 2 p.m., Niu Ahong and Lu Yanshu returned.

Business was very good this time; almost all the pastries were sold out, and the few left were given to customers.

Firstly, it's about winning favor.

Secondly, no one can resist the joy of getting a good deal.

This time we earned more than 300 yuan. After deducting the labor costs for the two people and the cost of materials (more than 100 yuan), we still made a net profit of 200 yuan.

Anwan was very happy, but she also felt that future sales probably wouldn't go up.

Since there was no shop, customers would only think of buying some pastries when they saw Niu Ahong selling them in the market.

If I don't see it, I won't want to buy it.

Or customers want to eat but can't find anyone to serve them.

Having a physical store makes all the difference; you can buy it anytime, anywhere.

Selling pastries at a street stall always carries hidden dangers, such as encountering thugs demanding protection money, jealousy and envy from fellow vendors, verbal insults and attacks, or even deliberate sabotage and exclusion.

Second, the motorcycle is small and cannot carry too many pastries, so it cannot sell more flavors of pastries.

Over time, customers will get tired of the same old flavors. If you don't introduce new and more diverse options, your customer base will eventually dwindle.

Lu Yanshu worked very hard selling pastries today. Although he has a somewhat eccentric and gloomy personality, he is quite eloquent.

He would call her "little sister" or "little sister" on one side and "big sister" or "auntie" on the other, completely charming female customers and getting them to buy five or ten yuan worth of pastries at a time.

He insists on going out to sell pastries again tomorrow, doing his best to help his family.

My main concern is whether selling pastries can earn me more money to support myself and pay off my 10,000 yuan debt.

He will go to school obediently on Monday and study hard.

There is no job in the world more comfortable than reading and studying.

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Around 5 p.m., He Sichen took a car from the capital back to Shuanglong County.

I bought a lot of fruits, snacks, oil, salt, rice and noodles, and rushed to the Lu family's house.

Grandpa He rushed over and, seeing his only grandson whom he had missed so much after only two days apart, finally smiled – a rare occurrence for him.

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a few words and were relieved to know that the other was doing well these past two days.

He Sichen explained Lu Sen's situation to Lu Chun and the others, and they were especially happy that Lu Jingxing would be returning home tomorrow afternoon.

Lu Sen is recovering well. He woke up this morning and is out of danger. He will definitely be able to go home in ten days.

Knowing that An Wan had been making pastries to sell these past few days, He Sichen kept an eye on things and asked acquaintances in the county to protect them.

Let those clueless thugs avoid running into it.

He Sichen went to Grandpa He's house to rest, and then went to the Lu family's house for dinner in the evening.

The sun set behind the western mountains, and a vast expanse of fiery red clouds filled the sky.

An Wan, Lu Jingming, and Lu Yanshu were preparing dinner in the kitchen. Because of He Sichen and because they had caught the murderer, they killed chickens and fish to prepare a big meal.

Just then, a few uninvited guests arrived.

"You jinxes! Get out here! Give me back my husband, it's all your fault! My husband—"

"Especially that little bastard, she's the one who brought bad luck to Da Sen, and now she's bringing bad luck to Da Xin. Before she was around, we were all safe and sound."

"Everyone, come and see! It's all that little bastard's fault that my dad is in such a terrible state! How could my dad possibly murder my second uncle? They're brothers!"

Li Xiufang cried out for her husband.

Grandma Lu was calling for her son.

Lu Hai and Lu Lu were calling for their father.

The four of them only shed a few tears, yet they moved many onlookers.

By the time An Wan and Lu Chunhe went out to resolve the matter, many opportunistic villagers had already arrived.

Upon seeing Lu Chun and his brothers, they all accused them of disregarding family ties. Even if Lu Xin had really done something wrong, Lu Sen was still alive, so Lu Xin should not be held accountable.

This infuriated An Wan.

Lu Chun and his brothers were also angry, but they held back, only saying, "Go and tell the police that you can disregard the law and beg them to release the man."

He slammed the wooden door shut, almost trapping Li Xiufang's hand.

Grandma Lu and her group continued banging on the door, cursing under their breath.

They refused to leave, and even when their feet were tired and their mouths were dry, they still insulted Lu Chun and his brothers.

Anwan was exhausted both physically and mentally from her awful relatives who came to cause trouble every day.

She hates people like that the most; they're shameless, immoral, and lawless.

Outsiders don't concern themselves with other people's business, especially Village Chief Yu, who prioritizes his own interests. He'll only bother with people like Old Lady Lu if he's offered money.

Lu Chun and his brothers are, after all, Lu Laotai's grandsons, so there's no way to control them. Whatever they say is wrong, considered rebellious, and an act of betraying their master and ancestors.

Rural areas are particularly poor and particular, viewing the father-son relationship as a ruler-subject relationship, where the ruler commands the subject to die and the subject has no choice but to die.

A father's decision to kill his son is a matter of necessity.

Therefore, the people in this area especially love the Twenty-Four Filial Piety stories such as "Lying on Ice to Catch Carp" and "Burying a Child to Serve the Mother".

Suddenly it became quiet outside. Lu Zhili and An Wan were at the door, and through the crack in the wooden door, they saw that Grandpa He and He Sichen had arrived.

Grandma Lu and Li Xiufang were terrified when they saw the grandfather and grandson; they no longer dared to hurl insults.

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