Chapter 55: Greedy snake swallows elephant

The eyes looking for help were cast on Luo Yiping. Luo Yiping frowned, pulled his mother and whispered: "Mom, if you have anything to say, go back and tell me, don't say it here."

Old Mrs. Luo couldn't bear it any longer. It was because of Zhao Jiayun's dowry that she held back her temper and hadn't seen anything for more than ten days.

She had long suspected that Zhao's parents were lying.

"Mom, my parents live far away. How can I prepare the dowry in one or two days?"

Zhao Jiayun uttered a few words of hatred and wanted to escape the scene awkwardly. He put the note in Luo Yiping's hand and turned to leave.

Old Lady Luo refused to give in and held Zhao Jiayun, refusing to let her go. "You still want to leave? You still have the nerve to leave. Zhao Jiayun, I tell you, if you don't see your wedding dowry again, you will have a hard time."

"Look at every family and see which daughter gets married without a dowry. You are an educated youth, but you don't even have a dowry. Pah."

The villagers suddenly felt that it was still too early to divide the pork. They all opened their eyes wide and leaned over to listen to the Luo family's household affairs with great interest.

Seeing that the Luo family was about to fight, Jiang Zongzheng shouted from above with a loud speaker: "Luo family, if you don't want to split up, go back and don't waste other people's time here."

"You don't want to share. After the others have finished sharing, they have to go back to sleep and go to work in the afternoon."

With Jiang Zongzhen's words, Old Lady Luo calmed down. Zhao Jiayun's face turned red, his fists were clenched, his teeth were chattering, and his chest was heaving violently. He felt that he could not afford to lose face in front of him, so he ran away with his face covered while shedding silent tears.

"Mom, why are you saying this?" Luo Yiping was helpless.

Her son always sided with Zhao Jiayun. Old Mrs. Luo felt unbalanced and rolled her eyes at him: "Your father died a long time ago. I raised you as your father and mother. Is it wrong for me to say a few words to your wife?"

"People say that when you get a wife, you forget your mother. I think the old saying is true."

According to the order of the draw, everyone came forward one by one to claim the meat. Each family received about three or four pounds, and everyone was smiling.

When it was Mrs. Luo's turn, she pointed at the meat from the wild boar's hind legs and a few hooves and said, "I want all of these."

The butcher in the village ignored her, squinted at her and sneered, "Auntie, this is not up to you."

"The captain said that we should order both good and bad ones."

Jiang Zongzheng had to say it in advance, otherwise those in the front would have taken the good meat, and the last ones would only be able to get pork ribs?

When Mrs. Luo's plan failed, she came up with another one. Her cunning eyes kept turning around. "Okay, give me this one and this one too. Otherwise, what's the use of that skinny one that's stuck in my teeth?"

The butcher looked at the meat that Mrs. Luo pointed at, one pig's ear, one pig's trotter, and even wanted to take away the pig's tail.

He suddenly laughed in anger, exerted force on his hand, and poked the tip of the knife straight into the wood, "What do you want?"

Old Mrs. Luo was still hesitating, and the people in line behind her couldn't wait any longer, "Hurry up."

When Jiang Zongzheng saw that the team was not moving, he shouted with a loud speaker: "Pick two people to let her go, don't block her."

The butcher casually picked up two pieces and threw them on the table, asking Mrs. Luo to take them away quickly. Mrs. Luo was of course unwilling to do so, "Why can others choose, but I can't?"

"Do you want it or not? Don't give it to others?" The butcher was not used to Mrs. Luo. Seeing that she didn't want it, he wanted to take it back.

"Hey, hey, hey, I want it, I want it."

Old Mrs. Luo muttered a few words and walked away with a sullen face and some curses, feeling like a bereaved dog running away.

Lin Xiuzhi hadn't left yet. Seeing Old Lady Luo's expression, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally she left. If she were still here, I would have wanted to kick her in the face."

Old Mrs. Luo is not a good person, but Luo Yiping is okay. After dividing the pork, he came to the Jiang family alone to measure the size of the door.

Patting his chest, he assured Lin Xiuzhi: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will find someone to make a door for you in the next two days."

Although Luo Yiping was talking to Lin Xiuzhi, the corner of his eyes were watching Chu Sangning who was basking in the sun in the yard. He hid very well, and no one except Jiang Xingyan noticed his behavior.

"Mom, I think the wooden door is not good. I wanted to replace it before. This time, I might as well replace it with a sturdy one." Jiang Xingyan stood in front of Chu Sangning and said to Lin Xiuzhi.

He looked at Luo Yiping, his eyes showing hostility that could not be concealed. "As for Luo Yiping, don't bother him. I just happened to have nothing to do at home, so I changed our door."

Lin Xiuzhi hesitated: "This... our house can't be closed for the next two days, right?"

"It will be very quick." Jiang Xingyan promised.

His words touched Lin Xiuzhi's heart. Lin Xiuzhi had long since stopped wanting the wooden door. It was flimsy and low. Tall people would hit their heads if they didn't lower their heads a little.

Since her son had said so, Lin Xiuzhi agreed, "Okay, let's change it to Yiping. Auntie Men won't let you pay for it. You can go back first."

"Auntie, I'll make one for you." Luo Yiping tried to squeeze into the Jiang family, but was blocked by Jiang Xingyan.

Jiang Xingyan narrowed his eyes, which were full of sternness, and said calmly: "No need, you can go back first."

Luo Yiping left reluctantly. Chu Sangning in the yard looked up at Jiang Xingyan with a smile and asked, "Why do I feel like you are hostile to me?"

"Hostile intention? Any?" Jiang Xingyan raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"Well, it's so obvious, Jiang Xingyan, you are so bad." Chu Sangning gave him a reproachful look, full of joking.

Jiang Xingyan strode over, and Chu Sangning quickly stood up and ran away, "Auntie, Jiang Xingyan wants to hit me."

Lin Xiuzhi ignored her son's explanation and slapped him twice with her apron. "Sang Ning is not feeling well. Stop teasing her. She will get a fever from running around and sweating."

Chu Sangning is a patient now. Lin Xiuzhi treats her like the apple of her eye, fearing that she will have a fever. If her son hadn't discovered it this morning, she didn't know how long Chu Sangning would have had the fever.

But... Lin Xiuzhi couldn't help shivering when she thought of the scene she saw in Sang Ning's house this morning.

After I went in, I saw Brother Yan holding Sang Ning by the bed, and my son holding the little girl's hand, his eyes full of love. When he saw me, he didn't hide it and shouted anxiously: "Mom, Sang Ning has a fever."

"Get up. Leave Sang Ning to me. You go out first."

Lin Xiuzhi persuaded Jiang Xingyan a few words, but he still didn't move. She brought in a basin of water with a towel and put a towel on Chu Sangning's forehead.

Pan Wenlan found a pack of fever-reducing medicine, which she had gotten from Pan Ansheng at the county hospital. After making the medicine and waiting for the water temperature to be just right, neither Lin Xiuzhi nor Pan Wenlan could drink it.

"Mom, Sang Ning won't open her mouth." Pan Wenlan took a towel and wiped the medicine off Chu Sang Ning's mouth.

Jiang Xingyan took the bowl and sat on the edge of the bed, putting his long arms around Chu Sangning's shoulders. He looked at her rosy face, a trace of struggle flashed through his heart, and he pursed his lips.