Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say, "Mother, let's go. What if Brother Hu knows some high-ranking official? We can ask him to introduce me to marry him, and then we'll be living a life of luxury."
Pan Jinlian looked at her daughter's lustful appearance and thought about it for a moment.
She herself has married a good-for-nothing, but her daughter hasn't.
What if an official really took a liking to his daughter's youth and beauty and made her his son-in-law?
Then I can also enjoy the benefits.
"Okay, let's go to your third uncle's house together."
After saying that, Pan Jinlian took her daughter and hurried to Zhao Hu's house. She felt that her family had helped her third son so much, so what was wrong with having her son introduce an official to her daughter?
Pan Tiantian didn't leave. She said to her mother, "I'm going to dress up. My face has broken out in pimples from working these past few days."
After saying that, she swayed her hips and went back.
When Zhao Laoda heard that his wife and daughter were going to Lao San's house, he turned around and took out a bag of coarse grains.
"What are you doing with the grain again?"
Zhao Laoda explained, "Dad isn't living with us anymore, so we should give him our monthly food allowance."
Pan Jinlian looked at him, her chest heaving, clearly indicating she was quite angry.
“He said to give it to him as he sees fit, so why are you giving it to him like that? Can’t you just eat it yourself?”
After saying that, she snatched the grain and put it back in the rice jar, filling it with only one pound of coarse grain.
Presumably thinking that a pound of grain didn't look good, she added some sand to the bag and then weighed it.
“This is enough for him to eat, and your father has lived here for so long, I haven’t even charged him for this, I’ve already been very generous.”
Pan Jinlian looked at the full cloth bag with a smug look on her face, thinking how clever she was to come up with the idea of mixing sand into the grain.
She wasn't worried about whether the old man would knock out his teeth.
Anyway, it's not like I'm eating it myself, so what does it have to do with her?
Old Zhao lowered his head, wanting to say something, but not daring to speak.
Because this house was built by his father.
When the family divided the property, he was the eldest son, so it was given to him.
The other brothers only have a few plots of land.
So when he heard his wife say that his father lived there and that he should give him money, he always felt that it was a bit unreasonable.
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