"Mom, you still want to say this."
The eldest daughter-in-law, Gao, couldn't help but complain, "Your family is so stingy. Look at your eldest sister's family, they are really rich."
What makes them feel uncomfortable at the moment is that this tile-roofed house and these furniture have nothing to do with them. They can see them but cannot eat them.
"Chunxi, you are such a spendthrift. You can't even afford to eat, yet you still buy so many furniture. You might as well sell them for money," said Old Lady Liu unhappily.
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Zhao family raised their eyebrows, they couldn't stand it anymore.
Old Mrs. Zhao said, "How can I marry my son if I sell him off? Although we have no money, as long as this tiled house and furniture are there, I will be able to attract a golden phoenix. I can owe the betrothal money first. When the time comes, I can marry not only one daughter-in-law, but four."
"You are a whore!"
Old Mrs. Liu was shocked. She still wanted Liu Yaer to marry into her family. If it was a prostitution, she would not agree.
Old Mrs. Zhao raised her eyebrows: "Mother, are you going to lend us money to get married?"
"You're dreaming."
The more Old Lady Liu thought about it, the angrier she became.
"It's time to eat..."
At this time, Sanzhuzi cooked again, which was still his best brown rice porridge, cold wild vegetables, and steamed buns so thick that they would make your throat hurt.
Everyone in the Liu family looked at what was happening and their faces turned pale.
"The thickest bowl is for your grandmother. Alas, it was also during that time. My family was so poor that we had to eat manure..."
“Cough cough cough…”
Liu's second daughter-in-law, Zhang, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"It's all food."
Old Mrs. Zhao exclaimed, and with a look of heartache, she cleaned up the brown rice that Zhang had spit out and put it directly into Old Mrs. Liu's bowl, "Mom, eat more and ignore them."
Old Lady Liu's expression instantly changed. Is this brown rice porridge really necessary? But she knew that this was her last meal of the day.
If she doesn’t eat, she will be hungry for another day. She is old and I’m afraid she can’t bear it.
"Drink it."
Old Mrs. Zhao picked up the thin paste that was so thin that you could see your reflection in it, and put it into her mouth, feeling comfortable.
Zhao Taohua was watching at the door and almost died of laughter.
At this moment, at the door of the Zhao family, Zhao Dazhu had just helped Foreman Lin's apprentices to pack up the furniture, and Old Man Zhao came in secretly to get the money.
The cooperation with Foreman Lin ended successfully, and the money and goods were settled.
"No rush."
Unexpectedly, Foreman Lin, who came to deliver the goods, raised his hand with a smile on his face and refused the money from Old Man Zhao.
"What's going on?"
Old Man Zhao was stunned. Is there anyone in this world who refuses money?
Foreman Lin looked at Old Man Zhao, then at Zhao Dazhu, and said, "When I say there's no rush, I mean, have Dazhuzi run to town this morning and bring it to me."
Why is that? Why can't we country folks understand what you city folks do?
Seeing that the two kids still didn't seem to understand, Foreman Lin was helpless and said, "It's like this, I have a niece who just came to my place the other day to visit her aunt..."
"so what?"
Old Man Zhao was still confused. What does this have to do with us?
But Zhao Dazhui, who was standing by, blushed instantly to his ears. Foreman Lin knew that he understood and was satisfied. It seemed that he was not too stupid.
It's just too pure.
"Mr. Lin, let me take you there," Erzhuzi appeared out of nowhere with a half-smile on his face, and told Foreman Lin to take the car and leave directly.
He was sent to the village entrance by him before he came back.
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