"Old woman, take out your jewelry."
Old Sun's lips trembled as she looked in disbelief at the person who had been with her for decades.
"That's the only thing I care about. Don't you know how important they are to me? Besides, a bracelet and a pair of earrings can't be sold for more than two taels of silver."
The old man sighed. How could he not know? If he really had no other choice, why would he have thought of getting that thing? "Sell as much as you can. Give the eldest brother one ounce of silver you have, and make up three ounces for him. For the rest, talk to the eldest daughter-in-law and ask her family to help you think of a solution."
Old Mrs. Sun ignored him and leaned against the head of the kang, crying silently.
The next day, when Boss Zhao saw my mother, he was shocked. How come my mother's eyes became walnuts in just one night?
"Big brother, this is your mother's dowry. I'll give you one ounce of silver from our family. I really don't have the rest. Talk to your daughter-in-law and ask her family to think of a way out. We, the Zhao family, will remember their kindness for the rest of our lives."
The first time Boss Zhao took the silver, he felt guilty and remorseful, especially since it was his mother's dowry. It felt heavy in his hands. Looking at my mother's eyes which were swollen to a slit, he gritted his teeth and his remaining conscience told him that he couldn't take this thing. It would be too hot to hold, and he would fail the exam, which would be the end of him. He stuffed the jewelry into his mother's hands and said, "Mom, I'll think of a way myself. If it doesn't work, I'll borrow from a friend. You keep this for now."
Old Mrs. Sun burst into tears again, this time, out of emotion. Her eldest son knew that he was a filial son. All these years of pain have not been in vain.
Boss Zhao fled back to the city that same day with one or two taels of silver. He couldn't continue to drink the brown rice porridge. After just one day, his face turned green when he saw the brown rice porridge. So did his wife and children.
"Master, are we going to take the exam in the capital this time?" Wang didn't want him to take the exam. It would be a waste of money to take the exam. It was really unnecessary.
"No, I'll tell everyone that I'm taking the exam. Then I'll stay at home for two months and not go out."
"Okay, I'll accompany you in seclusion."
It's good that it's not bad, it's good that it's not bad, save this money, eat and drink well for a long time
This time, Boss Zhao was very smart and did not take a mule cart. Instead, he rented an ox cart from the village. In extraordinary times, it is necessary to keep a low profile when necessary.
Zhao Dashu, despite Liu Shunzi's dissuasion, moved his whole family into the abandoned house of the village chief the next day.
Liu Shunzi and Zheng had no choice but to help them clean up. They knew that Zhao Laosan had bought a piece of land at the end of the village and was planning to build a house there. The couple both thought that they bought the house at the end of the village in order to avoid the Zhao family. The reason they moved out of their house was because the Zhao family's theft was blamed on them, and they felt guilty about it.
Well, come to think of it, it’s all because of the Zhao family who are such bad people. Not only do they not feel sorry for their own son, but they also torture him to death.
No one knew what sins Zhao Laosan had committed in his previous life, to end up in Lao Sun's belly.
Quilts, straw mats, buckets, kitchen knives, large iron pots, clay pots, pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce, grain... When Zhao Laosan delivered the goods in the morning, he bought everything a family might need in the city and brought back a whole cart of things. In addition, I also bought a large piece of meat and a chicken. Today is my first meal at home, so I have to make a hot pot meal, even though this is just a temporary home. As for the dishes, well, let’s eat Shunzi’s first. If he buys more, this guy will definitely be angry with him.
For the hot pot meal, he only invited the village chief's family and Liu Shunzi's family.
Zhao Xiaoyu is the chef. She stews the chicken in a clay pot to make soup. As for the meat, she chooses to make braised pork, stewed meat with radish, scrambled eggs with wild onions, wormwood sprouts with sauce, and stir-fried cabbage with spicy sauce. The staple food is stewed rice, half brown rice and half white rice.
When the village chief and the Liu family came, they brought them seasonal vegetables and grains, and told them that in the next few months, they could pick vegetables from their vegetable fields and not eat wild vegetables every day. After a while, the wild vegetables become old. Zhao Dashu was grateful in his heart. They all knew that he had no vegetable garden. No, his wife grew a lot of vegetables and gave them all to the old house. No, no, no, now they were all given to the thieves.
For some reason, he felt somewhat grateful to that unknown hero. He had nothing to eat, and so did his father. He suddenly felt overwhelmed.
"Oh, Yu girl is cooking. I've heard from the head of the family that you cook better than us. Today I can finally taste it."
"Then please eat more, Auntie Village Chief."
"Hey, why call her 'Village Chief Auntie'? It's a joke. Call her 'Auntie Wu'."
"Aunt Wu."
"Sister Song, you've taught your daughter so well!" He was so generous and not shy at all, and she liked him very much.
"She has a lot of ideas."
"She's a grown-up girl now, and her ideas are just right."
Song smiled. No matter how old her daughter was, she was still a child in her eyes.
When the dish was served, there was another round of praise. Liu Shunzi looked at the dishes on the table and felt even more reluctant to part with Xiaoyu. It was a pity that that bastard Dashu looked down on his son and he could not bring her home as his daughter-in-law. Alas!
The dining table and chairs were also purchased from the city. The village head's wife joked that once the furniture was put in place, their shabby house became prosperous.
"Village head, what are the rules for building houses in our village?"
"It depends on how you plan to build it. How do you want to start construction? For an adobe house, you don't need to hire anyone. Usually, it's just clansmen and relatives. One or two people from each family. It only takes about ten to twenty days."
"No, I want to build a house made of bricks and tiles."
"Plop", the village chief's chopsticks fell, and Mrs. Wu also stopped eating. Only the Liu family remained unmoved. They knew about this before.
After a long time, the village chief found his voice again, "How many rooms do you plan to build?" This kid is really rich. I wonder what the Zhao family will think when they find out?
"The surrounding ten acres of land will be surrounded by bricks, nine feet high (about 2 meters), with a main hall, left and right wing rooms, a kitchen, and a storeroom. If there is enough money, we can build a few more rooms. Oh, and by the way, we must build a corridor."
My daughter said that the corridor must be covered so that when it rains, the dishes will not get wet. We can also hang things on the corridor to dry on rainy days, and we can also stand under the corridor to enjoy the rain view. In short, she said that this is a must.
Everyone sitting there: Zhao Laosan is still Zhao Laosan. He gets cocky when he has a little money. Does he know how much money he is talking about?
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