Li Zhengzhi pulled his wife, who had calmed down, to her original seat and thanked Meng Zhiyu with a grateful smile, "Meng Zhiqing, this time is all thanks to you. You can keep this boat for yourself. You don't have to give it to her."
This small boat looks exquisite, painted, and is carried by Meng Zhiqing, so it must be very important.
Meng Zhiyu looked at Mrs. Zhang, his eyes fixed on the boat in her hand, and put the boat in her hand. "It's okay, if Mrs. Zhang likes it, just give it to her."
Although she didn't know whether she was really stupid or pretending for special reasons, she believed that no matter which one it was, she was heartbroken for the two lost children.
Seeing that his wife was holding the baby in her hands and was unwilling to let go, Li Zhengzhi could only thank Meng Zhiyu embarrassedly.
Mrs. Zhao covered her bleeding face and pointed at Li Zhengzhi with one hand, saying, "Li boy, your wife beat me like this. If you don't pay me twenty yuan today, this matter will not end."
Mrs. Li had long disliked her and pushed her rough hands away. "I didn't mean to do that. If you hadn't mentioned my child and poked my heart, would I have hit you?"
Li Qingqing also said, looking at Zhang Saozi, who was holding the boat and laughing foolishly, with pity, and said dissatisfiedly, "That's right, you're exposing my scars. If it were me, I would beat you too."
Mu Ziwei and Song Guangye said nothing, but nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Zhao looked around and found that no one in the car spoke up for her. She slapped her thigh and cried, "Well, my kindness has been taken for granted by you, and you are still bullying me. I have no face to live anymore."
The captain's wife sighed, looking helpless. "Sister Zhao, you were wrong in the first place. It's useless to make a fuss. You know the Li family's situation. They can barely afford to eat. How can they afford to compensate you?"
Mrs. Zhao refused to listen. If she let it go, she would be bullied in the future. "No, if there is no explanation for what happened today, I will just move into her house."
Although Li Zhengzhi didn't like what she said, he knew that his wife had indeed done this. "Aunt Zhao, I really don't have any money. Can I pay you back if I find the bird eggs later?"
Money is very important to him. He has an old mother lying in bed at home waiting for her medicine.
When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she became even more demanding and said, "Bird eggs are so small, you should give me at least fifty or sixty."
The captain's wife disagreed, "Sister Zhao, sixty is too many. How about a compromise of twenty?"
Mrs. Zhao naturally disagreed, and the captain's wife also frowned, "Sister Zhao, you were the one who made the mistake first. Even if the Li family shouldn't have bitten you, you are still more responsible."
Mrs. Zhao covered her face, which was numb with pain, and moved her lips with difficulty. "Captain's family, I meant well. We didn't even know if the child was alive or not. I persuaded them to have another child for their own good. It's fine if they didn't thank me, but they beat me up like this. How come it's all my fault in the end?"
Mrs. Zhao felt extremely wronged. If they lost their child, they could just have another one. She did nothing wrong. They were so young and couldn't have as many children as they wanted.
Meng Zhiyu already had doubts about her, and her reaction to this incident made her even more suspicious.
Children are more important than their parents, but in her mouth, if a child is lost, it is lost, and when another one is born, the previous one is forgotten, as if the matter can be put behind us.
Thinking of this, she suddenly had a bold idea in her mind. Could the disappearance of the twins in Mrs. Zhang's family be related to Mrs. Zhao?
Once this speculation came up, it could no longer be stopped. They were from the same village, and even if Mrs. Zhang and her family didn't like Mrs. Zhao, they wouldn't be on guard against her.
And the last time they went to the market, Mrs. Zhao could abandon her baby, whom outsiders considered her precious, in the county town, and then come back to act and cry, as if she was not worried at all about what might happen to the child.
However, since she returned, she had only seen Tuwa from a distance and had never spoken to him again. She only heard that because he almost got lost, Mrs. Zhao kept a closer eye on him.
Meng Zhiyu looked at the unyielding Mrs. Zhao and said, "Since Aunt Zhao doesn't want to, let's go to the police and talk to them. Let's see whether it's more your fault for provoking Mrs. Zhang, or her fault for accidentally injuring you while she was unconscious."
Li Qingqing thought this was a good idea. "That's right, if Aunt Zhao isn't convinced, then go and argue with her."
Song Guangye felt that it was a bit pitiful that Mrs. Zhao had no one to help her, so he said, "Mrs. Zhao, just forget it. As the saying goes, those who care too much die faster."
Just like his mother said, as long as others don't go too far, try not to be petty and be happier, so that you can live longer, just like his grandmother.
Before Mrs. Zhao could say anything, she heard Uncle Donkey sigh, "Okay, we're at the destination, get off the cart!"
Except for Mrs. Zhao, everyone else jumped out of the car. She looked at the people who were leaving, pointing at them with trembling fingers, as if she was about to collapse because she couldn't breathe.
Uncle Donkey looked at her like this and shook his head. "What Song Zhiqing said is so true. If you care too much, you will die sooner!"
Look, I can hardly breathe?
Meng Zhiyu walked to the county town, found a reason to separate from Li Qingqing and the others, found a secluded place, changed into the costume of a big-mouthed monkey, carried a basket of peaches, apples and pears, and went to the grove first.
After selling some fruits, he carried some pork and fish to the black market near the hospital. After selling the meat, he carried a basket of watermelons and went to the black market near the train station.
After selling them, I went first. Seeing that it was still early, I took out half a basket of lotus roots and some red dates to sell at the black market at the train station.
The poor were really poor, but there were also many rich people. Soon, all the lotus roots and red dates were sold out.
I counted the total amount and sold it for 178 yuan. I put the money into the piggy bank in the space, checked the time, it was 11:03 in the morning, walked to a deserted place, washed off my makeup and changed into my clothes.
I took out some lotus roots, two pounds of pork, and a few apples, bought two big buns, and ate them while walking to the scrap yard.
She wanted a bicycle, but she had money but no tickets, so she thought of going to a scrap yard to look for parts to see if she could put together one.
The gatekeeper was an old man, and there was a little girl. The two of them were playing and laughing.
Meng Zhiyu put the dime he had taken out back, exchanged it for a few candies, and handed them to the little girl. The little girl shyly hid behind her grandfather.
Meng Zhiyu put the candy in the old man's hand and said, "Uncle, my bicycle is broken and I need to replace some parts. I want to go in and see if there is anything that can be used."
The old man took the candy with a smile and pointed inside, "Go ahead, just don't mess it up for me."
Meng Zhiyu thanked him and went in to look around. There were quite a lot of things in there and he could find a little of almost everything.
Meng Zhiyu searched for a while, but only found some parts, estimating that they could only put together half a bicycle.
Meng Zhiyu asked Wangcai, who had been quiet all day, "Can we buy Confidence car parts in our mall?"
Wangcai said, "Sure."
Meng Zhiyu was curious about what it was doing. "Did you catch some good TV series again?"
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