Aunt Gao said, "Oh, don't mention it. You know about the house burning. The girl is so spoiled. She insisted on going to school a few days ago. But Zhao Pulin hasn't even paid back your 1,500 yuan. How can the family afford to send her to school?"

Previously, the court ruled that the Zhao family had to pay themselves various subsidies totaling 1,500 yuan. The Zhao family borrowed money from everywhere to scrape together 500 yuan, and the rest was guaranteed by Zhao Pulin's eldest brother Zhao Changlin, who would pay it back in three years.

Now the Zhao family is probably really without the money to send Zhao Jianing to school. This can only be said to be her fate.

However, Luo Qiao believed that Zhao Jianing would definitely find a way to save herself. Of course, as long as she was not provoked, she would not meddle in other people's affairs. If someone really stood up to help Zhao Jianing, it was that person's ability.

Luo Qiao said: "The Zhao sisters may not pamper her. I'm afraid they will vent their anger on her because of her mother's sentencing."

Aunt Gao clapped her hands and said, "You are so right. The girls in the Zhao family quarrel every three days and every five days. They have fought several times. Even though Zhao Jianing is small, she is a tough character. Last time, she beat Zhao Xiaoxing so hard that her head bled."

Luo Qiao said: "Zhao Xiaoxing has a straightforward personality, so a fight is inevitable."

Aunt Gao continued, "It was all because of the Zhang family's decision to break off the engagement. Zhao Xiaoxing blamed Zhao Jianing for this. I don't know why the two of them started fighting that day. If the villagers hadn't pulled them apart, they would have fought."

Luo Qiao said calmly: "I'm afraid the Zhang family has long thought about canceling the engagement. This is like sending a pillow when you are sleepy."

Song Jiao, who was sitting nearby, said, "In fact, Zhang Changping had been dating someone behind the Zhao family's back. I heard that she was a telephone operator in the commune. The Zhang family didn't know how to deal with this matter, so this just gave them a way out."

Aunt Gao sighed and said, "It's just that Xiao Xing's daughter has been screwed."

Song Jiao said, "There's nothing we can do about it. Many people know about this, but if anyone dares to tell others, Zhao Xiaoxing will definitely take the matter to the Zhang family."

Suddenly Song Jiao thought of something, looked at Luo Qiao and said, "You don't know, the clothes that Zhao Jianing brought back were all burned, and the Zhao sisters teamed up to not lend clothes to Zhao Jianing.

Zhao Jianing's daughter was really cruel. She messed up all the Zhao sisters' clothes. They were either torn or had holes cut in them. Not to mention the other Zhao sisters, even Zhao Pulin was so angry that he slapped her in the face. "

After hearing this, Aunt Gao glared at her eldest daughter-in-law and said, "Don't say such things. My daughter is still young. Don't ruin her reputation."

Song Jiao said: "It's not like I'm the only one who saw it. I only talked about it at home, but others may not see it."

Aunt Gao said, "We don't care about others, but you can't say this a second time. If they have any inside information, don't cause trouble for your father."

Song Jiao also knew that her father-in-law was at a critical moment and would re-elect the branch secretary in a few days: "I know, mom, I will never mention this again in the future."

Luo Qiao handed over the cake in her hand: "Aunt, I made this myself. I brought it back for you to try."

Aunt Gao pretended to be angry and said, "Don't come here again if you want to bring something. We don't have anything to give you back."

Luo Qiao smiled and said, "Okay, come empty-handed next time. This is just a chance encounter. I also gave gifts to the families in the village who are on good terms with me. It's just a token of my appreciation."

When Aunt Gao came out again, she brought out another bowl of soybean paste: "This is the only thing we have at home. By the way, didn't you say last time that if you want to make soybean paste, I'll learn from you. Are you still going to learn it?"

Luo Qiao smiled and said, "If Auntie is willing to teach me, I will definitely learn."

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Aunt Gao smiled and said, "All the women in our village know how to make soy sauce. It's not something that can't be learned from our ancestors. I'll tell you in advance when we're going to make soy sauce cubes in February next year."

(End of this chapter)