In the end, either he, as the eldest brother, takes the blame, or the third and fourth brothers have to clean up the mess.
He sighed, lay back on the bed, hugged his wife, and pulled the blanket tighter around her, whispering, "Wife, I'm so sorry."
“From the moment you entered the family, you have hardly spent any of my money. You have taken care of everything at home, from food and clothing to daily necessities.”
“If I were a good husband, I wouldn’t act like this. I make you worry about this every day and you even take the blame for my daughter and me.”
Su Qingzhi nuzzled against him, gently rubbing her nose against the crook of his neck.
Then she suddenly bit his arm.
"Does it hurt?"
"Fool, husband and wife should support each other. Why are you saying sorry? It sounds like you're being distant."
“Our lives are the most important. If you keep your mother happy and handle your second brother’s affairs well, then I won’t suffer any grievances.”
"Living our lives peacefully is better than anything else."
"Honey, help me..."
She leaned against the headboard and called out softly.
The young couple inside were chatting secretly in bed.
No one bothered to go out and join in the commotion in the courtyard.
Shen Zhiyu was lying on the small bed in the next room, clutching his stomach and enduring hunger, while quickly counting two neat stacks of banknotes in his hand.
He had a smirk on his face as he counted the money, unable to stop chuckling.
After counting the two thousand yuan, he carefully bundled the banknotes, wrapped them in layers of newly bought red cloth, and then carefully delivered them to the village chief's house.
Still feeling a little uneasy, I followed him all the way to the village chief's house.
Just to personally confirm that the two thousand yuan was delivered without missing a single cent.
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