Chapter 139 Widow Liu

What's more, I opened my own shop.

The identity changed from a farmer to a businessman.

How can I dress as shabbily as before?

Figured it out.

Zhang Jinlan no longer felt any pain in her heart.

When leaving the shop.

In addition to ready-made clothing.

The shopkeeper also put in a lot of large pieces of scraps of cloth.

Take them home and put them together to make a bed sheet.

It’s really a lot.

"I've spent a lot of money today. I've spent so much money in one go. I have to work hard tomorrow and try to make it back in three days."

Zhang Jinlan took a deep breath.

He said with a forced smile.

In fact, it still hurts a bit.

The family got on the ox cart.

Left the garment shop.

Jiang Dahe was driving the ox cart towards home in a hurry. When he had gone most of the way and was about two quarters of an hour away from reaching Jiangjia Village, he ran into Widow Liu and her husband.

Zhang Jinlan had a casual relationship with them and just said hello and left.

I was so lazy that I didn't even bother to ask them to give me a ride for a while.

"Look at her, she's so arrogant. She just has two sons working as waiters in town, but she's so arrogant."

Widow Liu said bitterly.

"That's right. She must have forgotten how poor she looks on weekdays. People who don't know would think that the shop is hers. She didn't even mention giving us a ride. I'm afraid she's so proud that she doesn't even know her own name. She treats me like I want to ride in her ox cart. I won't ride even if she invites me."

Wang Xiulian stared at the figure on the ox cart.

The corners of his mouth drooped instantly.

She cursed under her breath.

Unfortunately, the ox cart had already gone too far and the Jiang family could not hear it at all.

"Okay, let's go back quickly. If we delay any longer, the sun will set."

It seems like there is gas in the stomach.

Both of them quickened their pace.

After returning home.

Widow Liu placed the bamboo basket she was carrying heavily on the ground in the yard.

He sat down on the chair again, gasping for breath.

The sound is rough.

Her usual gentle demeanor disappeared.

If you don’t know, you might think she has an old cow at home.

"Mom, what's wrong? Who offended you? Oh, where are my meat buns? Did you buy them?"

Jiang Zhuzi held the back of his head with his hands, leaning lazily against the wooden door. He had just come back and saw the door was open, so he knew that his mother had returned from the town.

As he spoke, he had a twig in his mouth.

"Where have you been this time? Did you go to another village to steal chickens again? Zhuzi, please stand up for yourself. Just think of it as your mother begging you. Your father passed away early, and it was not easy for your mother to raise you and your sister. You know in your heart that your mother will be forty next year. If it were someone else, they would have retired by this age, but what about your mother?

I have to work so hard to support you two brothers and sisters! Look at Jiang Fubao's family, her two uncles are both waiters in the town's shop, it hasn't been long, the whole family has gained weight, Zhuzi, you are already nineteen, you should be more sensible, mother is looking forward to you to quickly marry a wife and come back to be filial to me......"

The moment my son appeared.

Someone took up the sourness and anger in Widow Liu's heart.

She chattered on and on.

Jiang Zhuzi was very annoyed by what he said.

"Stop, don't say that. It's not that hard for you, mother. Although father died early, you found many stepfathers for us. How much work in the fields did you do? I saw someone helping to tend our fields from time to time at night. Could I be seeing things?"

Or maybe our father crawled out of the ground? Mom, I am no longer a baby. You can’t fool me about these things. Usually, I turn a blind eye and pretend not to see you and those old men in the village...”

Jiang Zhuzi interrupted his mother.

He spat out the twig from his mouth and spoke sinisterly.

But seeing his mother crying, he didn't make his words very clear.

The second half of the sentence got stuck in my throat, but I finally swallowed it.

"Wuwuwu, you are so heartless, do you want to be your mother? Your father died early, when you two were still young, and your grandparents also passed away early. Do you know how difficult it was for your mother? There are so many eyes on our family in the village, and they say that there are many gossips around a widow.

Even if I wanted to keep my body for your father, those bastards wouldn't let me. You, do you know how much I've been wronged? Well, since you despise me so much, what's the point of me living? I'm going to die now, and I'm going to Yanluo Palace to ask your father for forgiveness. "

Widow Liu took out a handkerchief from somewhere, wiped her tears, and pretended to bang her head against the wall.

He was hugged by his little daughter who had just returned from the foot of the mountain carrying a bamboo basket.

The bamboo basket was thrown on the ground.

The wild vegetables inside were scattered all over the ground.

"Mom, please don't be upset. What happened? Brother! Did you make mom angry? Apologize to mom now!"

Jiang Yadan was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"No one messed with her, mother, just pretend that your son didn't say anything just now. I was wrong, please stop making trouble."

After all, she is my mother.

Raised him.

Jiang Zhuzi put up a step.

Widow Liu followed suit.

"Son, I am very sad. Please promise me that you will go to the town in the next two days and find a job. Zhang's son can be a waiter, so why can't my son? How are you worse than them?

By then, you can become a waiter in a shop and bring honor to mother in the village. Our family has been looked down upon by the villagers for so many years. Can you help mother to look good? Mother will be old soon. Your sister is already fifteen years old this year. She has to find a husband. She will be married by the end of this year at the latest. In the future, mother can only rely on you."

Widow Liu was helped to a chair by her daughter.

She sat down.

She sobbed and begged her eldest son.

Jiang Zhuzi became very annoyed after hearing this.

He lowered his head and said nothing.

Widow Liu continued to add fuel to the fire.

"As long as you become a waiter, those girls will be willing to marry you. Look at how many matchmakers your mother has asked, but which one is willing to help you? Who wants to marry a village rascal? But if you have a job in town, it will be different. Then, pretty girls from all over the place will beg to marry you."

These words really touched Jiang Zhuzi's heart.

He is already nineteen.

Those of the same age have already married and had children, and some of the more advanced ones already have three kids.

And him.

He was idle all day long, and when he returned home, there was only an empty bedroom and a cold quilt waiting for him.

It would be a lie to say that I don't miss my wife.

Besides, Jiang Zhuzi did have a crush on a girl.

It’s Sun Xiaotao from Sunjia Village.

Unfortunately, she has three younger brothers.

The bride price was as high as five taels of silver.

My family simply can’t afford it.

Sun Xiaotao had a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her name was just as beautiful as her face. When she smiled, her peach blossom eyes could almost captivate Jiang Zhuzi.

If you marry her home.

Even if he had to do the hardest farm work every day, he would be willing to do it.

But the family couldn't afford five taels of silver.

"Mother, how much is the monthly salary for being a junior high school student?"

Jiang Zhuzi licked his dry lips and asked expectantly.