The dishes on the table were very hearty. Braised chicken, lion head, braised pork, a dish of sauerkraut, a dish of watercress, and a pot of fish soup.

My mother frequently picked up dishes and put them in the Jiangzhilin bowl. The chicken legs and braised pork should be a piece of moderately fat and thin. The soup was scooped and hung aside. It was full of fish meat. The rice in the bowl was pressed tightly, venting a calm heat.

Jiang Zhilin held up the chopsticks and his eyes were slightly red.

"mom--"

"I told you that our family is rich now and we can't always treat ourselves badly. What do you eat on weekdays?"

The dishes on the table, except for sauerkraut and watercress, were all made by Jiang’s mother at the market and bought ingredients. If Jiang Zhilin didn’t go home to visit relatives today, the two old men would probably just want to just serve sauerkraut and white porridge.

Jiang Zhilin scolded him and Jiang's mother was not angry either.

"I am used to eating simple food, but I don't like to eat some big fish and meat - Alin, you have to eat more, there is no leftovers of vegetables, and it's rare to go home..."

Jiang's mother was still busy adding vegetables to her bowl, and her kindness was as if she was afraid that her daughter would disappear for another half a year after the meal.

Jiang Zhilin looked up at the old father who had been watching him secretly and was eating silently. He wanted to cry and swallowed the rice with his mouth in his mouth.

"I asked you to accompany me to move to Guangzhou. It's convenient for anything to do. There are servants at home to take care of you... You two elders just don't listen to advice..."

"Fallen leaves return to their roots, fallen leaves return to their roots... Our roots are in this town, and I don't want to go anywhere." Jiang's father said vaguely.

The plain and warm conversation didn't last long and was interrupted by the barking of dogs in the next yard.

It was accompanied by the sound of slapping at the iron door.

"My sister-in-law? Are you here? Sister-in-law is here to see you!"

Hearing the familiar and disgusting voice, Jiang Zhilin frowned, pressed his father who was about to get up, and slowly walked out of the house.

The "sister" outside the door is her husband's sister.

"My sister-in-law." The flattering smiles on her face piled up like a dummy:

"I heard from the head of the town that Wang's mother said that you are back, so I came here to see you."

When he recalled Wang Po's smile at the street corner, it was actually similar to the woman in front of him. Jiang Zhilin cursed "My aunts and six wives" in his heart, holding his arms coldly, and not opening the door.

"What's the matter?"

"Other... it's nothing. I'm here to see you. After all, sister-in-law, you are now promising. You're a busy person. You can't see him a few times a year... Look, I've brought you some pears. You used to love this when you were in confinement. Come and open the door so that we can talk about the past..."

The woman raised the bag of pears in her hand, and the words "confinement" in her words hurt Jiang Zhilin's nerves. For a moment, many painful memories rolled up.

She said coldly:

"No need. My house is small and I can't sit there. If you have any questions, just talk about it."

"This..." The woman seemed quite embarrassed, looked around and approached the iron gate:

"It is not convenient for outsiders to hear this kind of thing, you can see..."

"Aren't I just an 'outsider'? If you don't want to say it, then I won't listen." Jiang Zhilin choked mercilessly. It seemed that he had made up his mind and would not open the door for her.

The hypocritical smile on the woman's face froze.

"Also, don't talk about your sister-in-law at once. I have nothing to do with your Liu family." Jiang Zhilin said coldly.

The woman began to sweat from her forehead, and she grabbed the iron gate railing with one hand, and her smile was already difficult to maintain:

"My sister-in-law, stay on the front line in everything, so we can meet again in the future... Don't leave first! I said, I said... I have something to do... I want to ask you... It's just a small matter... That's right, my second child is in college. It's not easy to have a college student in our small place, and that child is so arrogant - don't say it, I remember now that his temperament is really similar to your Xiaodong..."

Jiang Zhilin, who had been silent all the time, suddenly kicked the iron door, and his expressionless facial features were not tense for a moment, and they were so ferocious that they were scary.

"If you mention that name again, I will tear your mouth apart!"

The woman's shoulders trembled.

"Okay, okay. I won't say... that's right. My second child has always been a good boy, but he is young and ignorant. A few days ago, he was fooled by his friends in his school to gambling cards - I followed him every day and told him not to learn bad things from others, not to learn bad things from others. That boy still couldn't tell clearly, which made the lard so he was heartbroken... He owed others 30,000 yuan in a row... Sister-in-law, look..."

Jiang Zhilin calmed down and a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You really don't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble?"

"Not... I'm going to see if my sister-in-law is here..." The woman laughed awkwardly and wiped the sweat from her forehead:

"You think, my second child finally got into a university. Now, where is the second college student in our village? He is the hope of the whole village... But our boss just married his wife and paid the bride price. Our family can no longer afford the 30,000 yuan... Look, this is not a monk's face or a Buddha's face..."

"I'm sorry." Jiang Zhilin said coldly: "I won't lend you a penny. You can find a way for yourself."

"This... how can this be done!" The woman panicked: "You haven't divorced Liu yet. Are you still the daughter-in-law of our Liu family? What's wrong with helping her nephew? After eating our family for so many years..."

"Eat your meal?" Jiang Zhilin's forehead swelled:

"You are so embarrassed to say such things? After so many years of marriage, Liu's surname has done something serious except drinking, playing cards and playing mahjong? My Xiaodong... Where was he when Xiaodong was sick? Who was he who left his family and ran away? Playing cards? Haha, you can lose 30,000 yuan. Is your second child doing something shameful? You Liu family are all the same virtues, a group of unreliable scumbags!"

"Anyway, I'll leave it here. I won't open this door for you, so don't even think about getting a penny from me! Get out of here."

After saying this, Jiang Zhilin turned around quickly and walked into the yard without looking back.

"Jiang Zhilin!" The screaming voice of the woman behind the iron gate made the eardrum hurt. She shook her hand suddenly, and the pears in the plastic bag slammed hard on the iron gate. The plastic bag broke and a few pears rolled to the feet of Jiang Zhilin.

"Don't bully people too much! I beg you so humbly, what else do you want? Do you want me to die in front of your house? You unscrupulous dog bastard, don't forget... When your Xiaodong was hospitalized for chemotherapy, he asked who borrowed 3,000 yuan! Now he still turned against him? A ungrateful wolf! A bad boy!"

Jiang Zhilin's footsteps stopped. She slowly turned around, her expression was so calm that it was very calm.

"What a ungrateful wolf."

She walked slowly back and looked at the woman coldly through the iron gate.

"Do you still remember what Xiaodong's surname is? He is my child, but isn't your child? It's a 3,000 yuan one. In order to raise money for Xiaodong to be hospitalized, I directly compensated my father's leg! I have already paid you back the money. Now you still want me to lend you another 30,000 yuan? Is your 3,000 yuan really valuable?"

"Alin..." The noise outside the door alarmed the old man in the room. Jiang's father pushed the wheelchair and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhilin turned his head and glanced at his father, squinted his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and asked:

"Dad, last time you said how much does it cost to lay asphalt roads in our town? How much does each family pay?"

"This... I remember the project fee is 300,000 yuan, and each company will pay 2,800 yuan..."

"Okay." Before Jiang's father finished speaking, Jiang Zhilin said coldly:

"Tomorrow I will go and tell the construction team that I will cover all the project funds, and no household in the town needs to pay for it...the premise is that the roads of the Liu family are not allowed to be repaired."

"Jiang Zhilin!" The woman widened her eyes, grabbed the iron gate railing with her hands and shook desperately, looking crazy, and her nails were about to bleed:

"Stupid! Your son deserves to have blood cancer! You are just a stinky boy, a shameless dog, I curse your whole family to die!"

The woman was still cursing, and the yellow dog in the neighboring courtyard barked wildly, and Jiang Zhilin walked towards the house without looking back.

She no longer has any appetite.

Three hundred thousand is not a small amount of money, but it is acceptable to her now.

Her "business" doesn't open for a year, but she eats for a year. Now there are not many deposits left.

I have to think of some more ways to increase my income...

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhilin narrowed his eyes slightly and remembered the "rich young man" who took the initiative to deliver him to his door the day before.

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When he just returned to Zuocai's apartment, Liu Yanshi took off his high heels, threw himself on the sofa with barefoot.

"I'm so exhausted-"

She stretched her body hard, and her slender and beautiful figure was visible at a glance. She curled up again, lazy:

"I want to have a sleep here... No, I'd better die here, I don't want to move."

Shi Zuocai was also in a state of distraction. He sat listlessly on the sofa, squeezed Liu Yan aside without any mercy, reached out and picked up the remaining breakfast fried dough sticks on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

The fried dough sticks were already cold and very greasy. But he seemed to have not tasted it and was swallowing it voraciously.

Liu Yan looked at him with relish and muttered:

"You and Mr. Men Youping, both in character and eating habits, are really from heaven and underground."

Shi Zuo ignored him and said vaguely:

"I'm so hungry now that I want to eat the sofa, can you order takeout?"

"Okay." She stretched out her hand: "Mobile phone--"

"Do you don't have a cell phone?"

"The Australian account cannot be paid." Liu Yanshi rolled her eyes.

Shi Zuocai looked at her, then reached out to take out her pockets and threw the phone into her arms. Liu Yanxi sat up and wiped the screen of the phone on Shi Zuocai's trouser leg in disgust:

“So much oil!”

She flipped through her phone, opened the takeaway software, and suddenly laughed:

"I suddenly remembered that your owner was very dissatisfied with your abuse of his deposit and ordering takeaway."

"Don't worry - I'm a man with a net worth of three million anyway." Shi Zuo twisted his neck, stood up, walked towards the desk in the corner, flipped through the messy books on it, and looked around and passed the time.

"Thirteen days later, you will be a refugee who lives on the streets." Liu Yanshi smiled playfully, staring at her phone again and was in trouble.

"I want to eat fried chicken - this spicy hot pot is also good, ah, this new burger is so handsome! Shi Zuocai, do you eat cheese? This pizza seems to be delicious too... I seemed to want to eat donkey meat dumplings yesterday..."

Shi Zuo was a little embarrassed, so he turned his head and looked at Liu Yan, who was lying on the sofa and was worried.
To be continued...