Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4007 Get the shit out

It was inconvenient to go to Lu's house during the day, so Yang Ruoqing disguised herself and lurked near Lu's house to listen to gossip, mainly about things about Lu's house.

As long as you sit in the teahouse for a long time, let alone Lu's house, the entire back street, even some gossip news in Yangzhou City, will come pouring in like a tidal wave, as long as your head melon storage space enough.

"Everyone on the street said that after the Lu family moved here, there was almost no business at all."

When having dinner together in the evening, Yang Ruoqing talked to Luo Fengtang.

"In the beginning, I vacated two rooms in the front yard of this house to resume my old business of selling buns and steamed buns. I heard that the business is pretty good."

"But after only a month or so, it went out of business. It is said that it was the eldest daughter-in-law of the Lu family, that is, Zhang Shuilian's idea."

"Zhang Shuilian said that this Baozi Mantou works too hard from morning to night, doesn't earn much, and it's still a job of serving people, so this job is cut off."

"After the breakup, the Lu family spent a small amount of money to find a person with a little background in the back street to take care of it, and let the second girl of the Lu family enter a rich family in Yangzhou City to work as a maid."

"The third child works as a helper in a nearby mill, and the other brothers and sisters all help with housework at home. Mother Lu's health is not good, and the family is brewing medicine almost every day..."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang smiled lightly and said, "Originally they could live comfortably with the 200 taels of silver."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Yes, I have to go to Yangzhou City to suffer."

"Well," she picked up a chopsticks dish and put it in the bowl in front of Luo Fengtang, "From last night to today, it's been almost four meals. I don't know whether Zhi'er has compromised or insisted on it."

Luo Fengtang smiled lightly, and said: "Then let's go over at night after dinner and take a look at it."

……

Lu's.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came to the back window of Dazhi's room as usual.

There were no more candles in the room, and a soybean oil lamp was lit on the desk. It was so dim that it was difficult to even find a book on the shelf, let alone read the fine print on the books.

This made Yang Ruoqing a little dazed, as if she had returned to the time when she had just traveled over more than ten years ago.

At that time, in Lao Yang's house, Mrs. Tan had rules for lighting such soybean oil lamps in the house. At a certain time, whoever still had the light on in the house, the little old lady would come and knock on the door.

Dazhi naturally didn't read at the desk, but curled up on the bed, because she saw a small figure on the bed.

"This child has not compromised," Luo Fengtang's lowered voice reached Yang Ruoqing's ears, and he was standing behind her.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head to look at him, and nodded slightly.

Yes, if Dazhi compromised and wrote a letter, Zhang Shuilian and Daqiu must have provided him with candles.

Lu's mother's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Zhier, Zhier?" The woman patted the door lightly, and the door opened a palm-width gap.

On the bed, Dazhi moved. He got off the bed and bent slightly to the back of the door.

"Zhier..."

Outside the door, Mother Lu cried, and stuffed a steamed bun in with her hand.

"Zhi'er, eat the steamed buns soon, you haven't eaten for four meals," Lu's mother said.

Dazhi shook his head, "I won't eat it. If I eat it, all previous efforts will be wasted."

Lu's mother said: "Good son, don't make trouble with your own body. You haven't eaten for four meals. If you continue like this, you will starve to death, and then you will starve to death. What do you want your mother to do?"

Dazhi said weakly: "People are mortal, either as heavy as Mount Tai, or as light as a feather."

"Even if I starve to death, I can't help the tyrant to write letters to coax my parents in Changping Village to give them more money." He said.

Mother Lu cried and said, "Since you have such filial piety, why didn't you stay in Changping Village back then, why did you come back and suffer this pain?"

When asked this, Dazhi fell silent.

After a long while, he smiled wryly, and said: "At that time, I was obsessed with ghosts and jealousy. Now I regret it, but I made my mother in Changping Village feel cold. I have no face to go back..."

Lu's mother cried, "Zhi'er, if it doesn't work, just listen to your mother's advice and write a letter to your adoptive parents, saying that you know you are wrong."

"Then ask your adoptive parents for some money to live on. Your elder brother and sister-in-law are really...then they will keep you locked up, torture you, and prevent you from studying!" The woman was extremely worried.

Dazhi snorted coldly, and said, "Isn't it because I don't want to study? It's okay, I've already done something that made my adoptive parents feel bad, and there can't be a second time."

Lu's mother outside the door was silent, she didn't know what to say other than crying.

Here, Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to show up, when suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps at the door of the house.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, there was also Zhang Shuilian's abuse.

"Your grandson is crying. No one fanned him when he wanted to sleep. His whole body was swollen from mosquito bites. You, an old man, hid here. Get out of here!"

Following Zhang Shuilian's curse, both Lu's mother outside the door and Dazhi inside the door were shocked.

Mother Lu shook her hand, and the steamed bun fell into the crack of the door.

Seeing this, Zhang Shuilian was so angry that her face was distorted.

"Okay, you are an old guy who eats inside and out, you pretended not to eat last night, and you are like a starving ghost tonight. So you are hiding here and trying to steal it for Dazhi?"

"This white-eyed wolf will starve him to death. It's better to feed him a dog!"

"Big ball, hurry up and open the door, I want to take out the steamed buns!"

Da Qiu came forward obediently like a slave, took out the key and opened the door.

Zhang Shuilian kicked open the door of the house, leaned down to pick up the steamed bun, Lu's mother jumped up and picked up the steamed bun and refused to give it to Zhang Shuilian, but Zhang Shuilian overthrew the man and the steamed bun to the ground.

"You are old and useless. I, Zhang Shuilian, have the final say on this family!" Zhang Shuilian pointed at Mother Lu's nose.

"If you dare to sneak something into Dazhi again, believe it or not, I will cut off your ration and drive you outside?"

"boom!"

A book was thrown from behind and landed firmly on Zhang Shuilian's head.

Zhang Shuilian groaned, turned around and saw that Dazhi was still throwing the book.

"You bastard, little white-eyed wolf, dare to hit my old lady? Your skin is itchy!"

She rolled up her sleeves and threw a slap towards Dazhi's face. Seeing that the slap fell on his face soon, Dazhi instinctively closed his eyes.

"Snapped!"

Crisp slaps rang in his ears, but Dazhi didn't feel the pain in his cheek.

Instead, I heard a scream from my sister-in-law Zhang Shuilian.

Dazhi opened his eyes, and saw that Zhang Shuilian had been overturned to the ground, and there was a clear five-fingerprint on half of his face.

A familiar figure stood in front of Zhang Shuilian, raised her foot and kicked Zhang Shuilian's thigh, cursing at the same time: "Kick to death you shameless whore, bully my son, grandma won't take your shit today!" Type it out and you'll be clean!"

　Happy National Day, la la la!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)