Chapter 8 Borrowing a Carving Knife

Du Ruo said: "Han Ming has already disappeared, who knows whether he is dead or alive?

Which eye of yours saw me buying things with Han Ming's money? Isn't the money Han Ming left behind all in your possession?

Now that you mention it, I suddenly remember that according to the law, it is our joint property and you should return it to me."

Mother Han's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. It was impossible to ask her to pay back the money. Wasn't her money left for the third son to get married?

Anyway, the second son married a daughter of a wealthy family, so he will never have to worry about money in his life.

The third child has been spoiled since he was young. He is her own son. How could she let him starve to death?

Mother Han immediately sat on the ground and burst into tears: "When you get old, you are useless. You can't even ask your daughter-in-law for food. What's the point of living? I might as well die!"

Han Luo, the third son of the Han family, was sleeping at home. He heard his mother's noise and became annoyed.

But he was always smart. As soon as he walked out the door, he reached out to help his mother, saying with concern, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't be angry. It's not easy for you to raise three sons. We are all filial to you."

Upon hearing this, Han's mother grabbed her old son's hand. Her third son was still very filial.

She pointed at Du Ruo and said, "She is unfilial. Third brother, beat her up for me."

Hearing his mother say this, Han Luo hesitated. Ever since he knew that his second brother had remarried, he had some secret thoughts in his heart.

Han Luo rolled his eyes, and he coaxed the old lady, "I recently made some foreign money, and the big boss was very nice to me, saying that he would support me in the future.

The first thing I will do when I get rich is to be filial to my mother. I was thinking of buying you something delicious after I wake up.

Since you want to eat meat, I will buy it for you. Isn’t what I buy better than others? You can’t refuse my filial piety.

When the old lady heard this, she was delighted, because her biggest worry was her old son.

In her heart, she actually knew that her old son was idle all day long and it would not be like this in the long run, but she was reluctant to push her son too hard.

The old man complained to her several times, but she just couldn't make up her mind to discipline him.

Now that she heard that her old son had made a fortune, it would be a good opportunity to shut these people up and let them see that her love for her old son was not in vain.

Han Luo helped the old lady up and helped her into the house. Liu Mei blinked and thought, no, she had to go into the house and take a look.

She was troubled by Du Ruo only because she didn't like Du Ruo's face. She knew in her heart that the main person to be wary of was the third brother.

Du Ruo is no longer considered their family member. Han Ming is rich now and doesn't care about such things at all. He is mainly on guard against Han Luo.

The old lady was always partial. All the money they gave as a tribute or the money she extorted from Du Ruo was given to the third son.

But these two old people will rely on them in their old age, and the money also belongs to their family. It won’t do to let the third brother take it all.

Du Ruo ignored their lawsuit, put the things into the house, and went next door to pick up Xiaozhe to take home.

When I arrived at Mrs. Chen's house, I quietly peeked inside and saw Mrs. Chen's daughter Chen Ling coaxing Xiaozhe to play in the yard.

Chen Ling is six years old this year and has not yet started school. Children from poor families have to take care of the family early. She has always been very sensible and knows how to help her mother with housework at a young age. She is a very well-behaved girl.

Du Ruo opened the door and saw Xiaozhe playing in the yard. He was very happy to see his mother and threw himself into her arms, saying, "Are we going home?"

Du Ruo nodded and said, "Go home. Mom bought you some delicious food. Come home and have dinner."

After saying something to Mrs. Chen, Du Ruo took Xiaozhe home.

Leaving Xiaozhe to play by himself, Du Ruo took off her coat, hung it on the clothes hook behind the door, washed her hands and went into the kitchen to cook.

Heat water in an electric wok, put the big bones in cold water to blanch out the blood, then put them back into the pot to stew the soup. After a while, the aroma will come out.

Han Zhe raised his little face, inhaled the fragrance with his nose, put his fingers in his mouth, and drooled.

In the past few years, the mother and son have been living on Du Ruo's salary of a few dozen yuan, and their life is very tight. Du Ruo is busy from morning to night and really has no time to take care of his son.

Looking at Xiaozhe's unhappy look, Du Ruo felt sad and funny. She took out a small bowl, found a smaller bone that would cook faster, put it in the bowl, and brought it to Xiaozhe inside.

Xiaozhe ate without raising his head, squinting his eyes in happiness.

Du Ruo shook her head and went back to the kitchen to check the pot.

After the soup was ready, she cut some green onions and sprinkled them into the soup, then went straight into the house with the electric wok.

Xiaozhe had already chewed the bone till it was completely gone, but he still seemed unsatisfied and was reluctant to put it down.

Du Ruo teased his son, "This bone is also called a dog-and-man-share. You gnawed it so cleanly. Be careful that Ah Huang at the entrance of the alley will come after you tomorrow."

Xiaozhe quickly put the bone down and said to his mother seriously, "Then I won't chew it anymore. Leave it for Ah Huang."

Du Ruo smiled. With her son around, life was sweet. But she still had to make money quickly. The Han family would probably go to Hong Kong soon, so she had to save money to buy a house.

As for Xiaozhe, he can't always stay at Mrs. Chen's house. It's better to send him to kindergarten. The environment there is good and there are many children of the same age, which is conducive to Xiaozhe's growth.

The next morning, after seeing Xiaozhe off, Du Ruo took the jadeite to Lao Yang's house.

She had no tools and couldn't find any suitable ones for the time being. She couldn't deal with this either. After thinking about it, she decided to go to Yang's house to borrow some.

When Old Yang saw her coming, he smiled and said, "I was just looking for you, and you came by yourself."

Du Ruo asked in surprise: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Old Yang said, "I have a cousin who needs a gift urgently. It can't be something too expensive, but it can't be something too casual.

So I wanted to ask someone to do it, because it was urgent, and it was too late to go back home to do it. I couldn't find a suitable person at the moment, so I recommended you to him. What do you think?"

Du Ruo knew that this was a big customer, and if they cooperated well, there would be a steady stream of orders.

She said happily, "Thank you very much for your kindness."

Old Yang said, "It's nothing. Your skills are superb. Little friend Du, what brings you here today?"

Du Ruo took out the jadeite with a smile and put it on the table.

Old Yang uttered a soft "Huh?" He held the jade in his palm and examined it carefully. After a while, he said, "Although it's not glass-type, it's also high ice-type. Although the color is a little lighter, the water content is pretty good. It's not cheap, is it?"

Du Ruo smiled and stretched out his hand. Old Yang guessed, "Five thousand yuan? You really got a great bargain. This transparency and water head should be worth at least twenty thousand yuan."

Du Ruo smiled and shook his head and said, "It's not five thousand yuan."

Old Yang was surprised and said, "You bought it for 500 yuan? Then you got a big bargain."