Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Jia Dongxu sat at the table, his voice carrying a submissive perfunctory tone: "Mom, please stop scolding him. Master... he's had a tough time too."

"Not easy?"

Jia Zhangshi snorted coldly and said, "He earns ninety-nine yuan a month, what's so difficult about that? How much do you earn a month?"

She had to support his entire family and care for him until his death.

He's the one who only gives you a few dollars a month, like he's giving money to a beggar, and it's even borrowed.

Dongxu, remember this: once you've got Yi Zhonghai's money, job, and house, kick him out of the courtyard house.

He just wanted our family to live on the edge of subsistence, and then occasionally give us something to eat.

He wants us to be grateful to him? Who does Yi Zhonghai think he is? Does he really think I don't know what he's up to?

Jia Dongxu nodded, clapped his hands, and said, "Mom, I understand. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Qin Huai said anxiously, "Dongxu, there's no grain left in the rice bin. We won't even have enough noodles for tonight. How about... we go buy some coarse grains tonight? I heard the prices on the black market have gone up again."

Jia Dongxu frowned, as if pricked by a fine needle: "Let's wait until dark. It's not good if someone sees us going out now."

Qin Huairu nodded without saying anything more, simply tightening her apron a little more before turning and returning to the kitchen.

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The water in the pot was bubbling away; dinner was still necessary.

At the same time, the atmosphere at the Yi family home was completely different.

Yi Zhonghai sat at the octagonal table in the main room, with a pot of tea that had gone cold in front of him, but he did not drink it.

He rested one hand on his forehead, his knuckles gently pressing on his temple, as if trying to untangle a knot that had been kneaded for a long time without being able to be dissolved.

An older woman named Wang Cuilan came out of the inner room, carrying a bowl of freshly heated rice porridge, and placed it beside him.

"Honey, have you really convinced Lin Jianguo?"

Yi Zhonghai put down his hand, picked up the bowl, and took a sip. The steam from the rice porridge rose and dissipated before his eyes.

"Yes. He agreed not to report it. I talked to him a lot, I guess you could say I... risked all my pride."

"However, I also told Dongxu that this is the last time. If there is a next time, I won't be able to protect him."

Wang Cuilan sat down beside her, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, as if the words had been swirling in her heart for a long time before finally slipping to her lips:

"My dear husband, I think the Jia family is unreliable. Jia Dongxu isn't a bad person, but he can't resist his mother's instigation behind the scenes."

How about we... adopt a child ourselves?

While you're still relatively young, find someone you know well and raise them from a young age; it's always more reassuring than placing all your hopes on someone else.

Yi Zhonghai's brows furrowed immediately, and his voice deepened: "No, have you forgotten about Zhang the Cripple from the next courtyard?"

After raising an adopted child with great difficulty, they turned around and threw him out of the house, leaving him to starve to death on the roadside.

Dongxu is someone I've watched grow up since he was a child. I know what kind of person he is; he's not the kind of person who would turn his back on you.

Wang Cuilan lowered her head and retorted, "Dongxu is a good boy, but Jia Zhangshi is not. With her mouth and her heart... I'm afraid she will lead Dongxu astray sooner or later, letting him listen to her words."

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "As long as Dongxu and Qin Huairu are on good terms, no matter how much that old hag Jia Zhangshi tries to cause trouble, she can't turn the world upside down."

He put down his bowl, stood up, and said, "Alright, stop thinking too much. I'm going to get some fresh air in the yard."

Wang Cuilan sat there, watching his figure disappear through the door, and couldn't help but sigh.

I can only blame myself for not being able to have children.

Lin Tian's ghostly figure stood in the shadows, taking in everything. It wasn't that Yi Zhonghai didn't want to adopt a new child.

He felt that the costs spent on Jia Dongxu were too high, and giving up like this would be a huge loss and he was unwilling to accept it.

What I need to do is to pull out those roots one by one before that hand reaches out to me.

The sun sets.

When Lin's mother pushed open the door with Tangtang, she was carrying a bamboo basket with a bunch of wild vegetables inside.

Tangtang, wearing a floral blouse and with her hair tied into two crooked pigtails, hopped down from the threshold.

Like a little sparrow that has just learned to fly, it fluttered its wings and landed on the ground, then glanced into the house again.

"Brother!"

As soon as Tangtang entered the door, she saw Lin Tian, ​​ran over and hugged his arm, looked up at him with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Honey, did you miss Tangtang at school today?"

Lin Tian squatted down and picked him up: "Yes, I do."

"Did Guoguo bring Tangtang anything delicious?"

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on his hands hidden behind his back, like a kitten smelling the aroma of fish.

Lin Tian took two White Rabbit milk candies out of his pocket and placed them in her hand: "My classmate gave them to me; I'm doing him a small favor."

"Wow!"

Tangtang's eyes lit up immediately. She carefully peeled open a piece, put it in her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, and squinted her eyes.

Then she peeled open another one and held it to Lin Tian's mouth: "Brother, you can eat too."

Lin Tian looked down at her for a moment, then opened his mouth and put the candy in his mouth. The sweetness slowly melted on his tongue, carrying a familiar milky fragrance.

It slowly melts into a warm current in the mouth, slides down the throat, and rests quietly in the stomach.

My sister is still so thoughtful.

Lin's mother asked, "Xiaotian, what did you do to help your classmate with the candy? It's so precious, especially since it's broad daylight."

"He couldn't do his homework, so I explained the questions to him."

Lin's mother nodded, her hands still busy washing the vegetables: "It's only right for classmates to help each other. In the future, if there's anything like this, help others out more often, don't be afraid of taking up too much time."

Lin Tian responded and told a white lie, saying that he had plenty of milk candy in his spiritual spring space during the day.

The same goes for the meat, but he doesn't dare take it out now.

It's too eye-catching.

We must keep a low profile first.

After dealing with those beasts, we'll gradually release the good stuff so that our family can finally live a truly good life.

Lin Jianguo sat down at the table, his brows still slightly furrowed. His mother placed a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the table, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment.

"What's wrong? You've been frowning all day."

Lin Jianguo shook his head, picked up his chopsticks, then put them down again: "It's nothing, just the things happening in the courtyard, it's a mess."

He didn't specify what it was, and Lin's mother didn't press him for details.

There's a tacit understanding between the two of them, honed over time, that they know when to ask and when not to.

The table was set with food: steaming porridge in a rough porcelain bowl, and golden scrambled eggs and bright green vegetables on a plate.

Tangtang sat next to Lin Tian, ​​stirred the porridge in her bowl with her chopsticks, and then blew on it to cool it down.

"Hey, are you going to school tomorrow?"

Lin Tian thought about it carefully and realized that he was still attending Hongxing Elementary School at this time.

"go."

"When Guoguo comes home from school, can he play with Tangtang?"

"OK."

Lin Tian picked up an egg with his chopsticks and put it in her bowl. "After we finish this meal, we can play a game of checkers."

"good!"

As Lin Jianguo watched the interaction between the two children, his brows finally relaxed, and he lowered his head to take a sip of porridge.

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