It was not convenient to go to the Lu family during the day, so Yang Ruoqing disguised herself and lurked near the Lu family to listen to gossip, mainly to inquire about things about the Lu family.

As long as you sit in the teahouse for a long time, let alone the Lu family, this entire backstreet, and even some gossip news in Yangzhou City, will come to you like a flood, as long as your head has no storage space.

enough.

"People on the street say that after the Lu family moved here, they almost had no way of making a living."

When they were having dinner together in the evening, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang talked.

"In the beginning, I opened two rooms in the front yard of this house and resumed my old business of selling steamed buns. I heard that the business was pretty good,"

"But after only working for more than a month, the business went out of business. It is said that it was the idea of ​​the eldest daughter-in-law of the Lu family, Zhang Shuilian."

"Zhang Shuilian said that this Baozi Mantou shop works too hard from dawn to dusk and doesn't make much money. Moreover, it's just a waiter job. This business is ruined."

"After the breakup, the Lu family spent a small amount of money to find someone with some connections on the back street to help the second girl of the Lu family work as a maid in a wealthy family in Yangzhou City."

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

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang smiled lightly and said, "Originally, they could have lived very comfortably with those two hundred taels of silver."

Yang Ruoqing pouted, "Yes, I have to come to Yangzhou City to suffer."

"Well," she picked up a chopstick and put it into the bowl in front of Luo Fengtang, "from last night to today, there have been almost four meals. I don't know whether Zhi'er has compromised or persisted."

Luo Fengtang smiled faintly and said: "Then after dinner, we can go over and take a look at it at night and we will know."

…

Lu family.

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

There were no candles lit in the room. There was a soybean oil lamp lit on the desk. It was dim. It was difficult to even find a book on the bookshelf, let alone read the small print on the book.

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

At that time, in Lao Yang's house, Tan's family had regulations on lighting this kind of soybean oil lamp in the house. If there was a light on in the house at a certain time, the little old lady would come and knock on the door.

Naturally, Dazhi did not read at the desk, but curled up on the bed because she saw a small figure on the bed.

"This child has no compromise," Luo Fengtang's lowered voice reached Yang Ruoqing's ears, and he stood behind her.

Yang Ruoqing turned to look at him and nodded lightly.

Yes, if Da Zhi compromised and wrote a letter, Zhang Shuilian and Da Qiu would definitely provide him with candles.

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

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er?" The woman patted the door of the house gently, and the door opened a gap as wide as a palm.

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

"Zhi'er..."

Outside the door, Mother Lu cried and stretched out her hand to stuff in a steamed bun.

"Zhi'er, eat the steamed buns quickly. You haven't eaten for four meals." Mother Lu said.

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

Lu's mother said: "Good son, don't be in trouble with your body. You haven't eaten for four meals. If you continue like this, you will starve to death. How do you ask mother to cure you?"

The man with weak ambition said: "Everyone is destined to die. It may be as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather."

"Even if I starve to death, I can't help the tyrants by writing letters to coax my parents in Changping Village into giving them more money," he said.

Mother Lu cried and said: "Since you have such filial piety, why didn't you stay in Changping Village well in the first place, and why did you come back to suffer this crime?"

When asked this question, Dazhi fell silent.

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

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

"Then you can ask for some money from your adoptive parents to live on. Your eldest brother and sister-in-law are really... they will keep you locked up, torture you, and not let you study!" The woman was extremely worried.

Dazhi snorted coldly and said, "I just don't want to study. It doesn't matter. I have already done something that chilled my adoptive parents once. I can't do it again."

Mother Lu was silent outside the door. She didn't know what to say except crying.

Here, Yang Ruoqing could no longer bear it and wanted to show up. Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps at the door of the house.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, there were also curses from Zhang Shuilian.

"Your grandson was crying so hard. No one fanned him when he wanted to sleep. He was bitten by mosquitoes and his whole body was swollen. You old man actually 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 bun fell into the crack of the door.

Zhang Shuilian saw this and his face was twisted with anger.

"You're such an old man who eats everything you eat. You were so pretentious that you didn't eat last night and you're like a starving ghost tonight. So you're hiding here to steal food for Dazhi?"

"This white-eyed wolf will starve to death. Feeding him is worse than feeding a dog!"

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

Big Ball came forward obediently like a slave, took out the key and opened the door.

Zhang Shuilian kicked open the door and bent down to pick up the steamed bun. Mother Lu rushed forward, picked up the steamed bun and refused to give it to Zhang Shuilian. As a result, Zhang Shuilian and the steamed bun were pushed to the ground.

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

"If you dare to secretly stuff something into Da Zhi again, do you believe I will cut off your food rations and drive you outside?"

"boom!"

A book was thrown from behind and hit Zhang Shuilian firmly on the head.

Zhang Shuilian let out an ouch, turned around and saw that Dazhi was still throwing the book.

"You little bastard, you little white-eyed wolf, dare to hit me? I'll make your skin itch!"

She rolled up her sleeves and slapped Dazhi on the face. Seeing the slap falling on his face soon, Dazhi instinctively closed his eyes.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap rang in his ears, but Dazhi did not feel the pain on 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 thrown to the ground, with a clear five-fingerprint on half of his face.

A familiar figure stood in front of Zhang Shuilian, raised his foot and kicked Zhang Shuilian's thigh. While kicking, he scolded: "Kick you shameless whore to death for bullying my son. My aunt won't fuck you up now."
Chapter completed!