Chapter 1442 Rumors (Second Update)
Qian touched Yang Yongbai’s head and said kindly: “Yongbai, eat quickly. Mom made your favorite peanuts, eat more. !”
Then she sat aside, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and ate in small bites.
Yang Yongbai took the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the peanuts.
The chopsticks reached towards the bowl of peanuts, but his eyes looked timidly at Qian.
He saw Qian turning his head to look at him, half-smiling.
Yang Yongbai retracted his chopsticks again and lowered his head to drink the gruel from the bowl.
Here, Qian put a chopstick of peanuts into Yang Hualin's bowl.
"Father Fu'er, what's wrong with you? You're not eating, and you're still sighing."
"Are you angry with someone outside again? Tell me! Qian said softly.
Hearing Qian's question, Yang Hualin raised his eyelids and glanced at Qian.
“I’m doing a small business in the town today, and everything is going well. With my sharp tongue, I also tricked a few old men into buying more Captain’s Dog Skin Plaster, and I made fifty more coins. Where's the money?" he said.
"Really? Dad Fu'er, you are really good at making trouble!" Qian said happily.
"Where's the money? Take it out quickly and I'll keep it," she said.
Yang Hualin quickly took off a bag from behind, and there was a jingling sound inside.
Mrs. Qian immediately ignored the dinner, pushed her rice bowl aside, pulled the soybean oil lamp in front of her, and began to count the money.
Yang Hualin observed the smile on Qian's face. While Qian was counting the money, he hesitated and spoke his thoughts hesitantly.
"Well, when I go back to the village today, I heard some rumors about my daughter Lan'er."
"My daughter is so pitiful. Her mother left early. I didn’t marry a good man,”
“I finally got pregnant with a grandson, and it slipped.”
"Now her husband and his wife secretly went to the capital to play, and she was left alone to guard those few empty rooms. It was strangely deserted and pitiful..."
"Fu'er Niang..."
"Father Fu'er, why don't you come this time? You have earned a hundred pence, which is enough for our family of four to eat for five days!"
Yang Hualin's words, was interrupted by Qian.
Qian stuffed the copper plate into the bag, tied it, and put it on himself.
He said to Yang Hualin: "The day after tomorrow happens to be Yongbai's ninth birthday. I will take out fifteen cents and cut a pound of pork to celebrate Yongbai's birthday. How about that?"
Yang Hualin was very happy when he heard this and nodded hurriedly.
“Well, Yongbai is growing, so it’s time to eat some meat.” He said.
Qian smiled and raised his hand to rub Yang Yongbai's head lovingly.
Yang Yongbai subconsciously wanted to turn his head away, but still didn't dare.
He drank the porridge in the bowl with a sullen expression, wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up.
"Dad, Mom, I've finished eating and will go back to the house first."
"Well, okay, rest early." Yang Hualin nodded.
Yang Yongbai quickly returned to his house and closed the door.
In the main room here, Yang Hualin and his previous life continued to have dinner.
Yang Hualin said: "From now on, every penny and every penny I earn will be handed over to you for safekeeping." How worried and burdened you are!”
Qian’s face was gentle: “Dad Fu’er, why are you talking to me like this?”< br>
“For Yongbai and for our Fu’er, it’s right for me to worry!”
“Our savings have all been spent. Now we can say that we started from scratch, with nothing. "But I'm not afraid. I'm willing to endure hardships with you. When our two sons grow up, our life will be easier!" Qian said.
Yang Hualin nodded.
When we split up, we got three or four acres of land, all of which were second-class fertile land.
It has been leased to others for farming, and some rent is collected every year.
With these rentals, a family of four will not have to suffer from the northwest wind.
But if I want to buy something else, I have no money.
However, fortunately, he has been traveling outside these years and is familiar with the rules of doing business.
So, selling dog skin plasters at the gate of Wa City, silk flowers worn on the heads by girls and young wives, candied haws and sugar figures that children like to eat...
As long as you can make money He does all the small business for money.
If you don’t say too much in a day, you can still make a profit of thirty-four cents, and your life will be smooth.
"Mother Fu'er, I will definitely work harder to make money to support our family so that you all can live a good life without worrying about food and clothing." Yang Hualin continued to promise.
"Well, can I discuss something with you?"
"What is it? Tell me." Qian asked with a smile.
Yang Hualin said: "It's still my daughter... Lan Yatou, she is so pitiful."
"I went back to the village today and heard about what happened yesterday. I was really I’m angry and distressed!” Yang Hualin said.
The smile on Qian's face also faded a bit.
"Father Fu'er, I'm not talking about your daughter. She ran into other people's houses and beat them up. It's her fault!" Qian said.
"Your third brother's family is now the dominant force in Changping Village. Even Li Zheng and the others will act based on your third brother's family's face."
"Your daughter went over to beat her. Her third aunt, isn't this...an egg against a stone?" Qian said.
Yang Hualin nodded: "My daughter was spoiled by her mother in the past. Her temperament was too high and she couldn't calm down for a while."
"It's pitiful that we are now in this situation again," he said.
Qian also sighed and shook his head, "Everyone has his or her own fate. Don't think too much about it. She is also from another family now, hey!"
Yang Hualin said: " That being said, we live in the same village, and our family of four is surrounded by Eat at the table."
"My daughter is alone in a few empty rooms, and I'm afraid she doesn't even have a mouthful of hot tea."
"As a father, I feel sad just thinking about it. Ah, I don’t have the appetite to eat anymore.”
Having said this, Yang Hualin put down the chopsticks in his hand.
Qian frowned secretly, "Then what do you want? Just say it."
Yang Hualin's eyes lit up, as if he was waiting for Qian's words.
"I would like to discuss with Mrs. Fu'er. Can you send a meal to my daughter at noon?"
"Ah?" Mrs. Qian was surprised. Eyes wide open.
"Yes, we were all expelled by the old Yang family, but my daughter is still mine after all. I feel bad for her!" Yang Hualin said.
Qian looked very reluctant.
"I am just a stepmother. I not only have to take care of Fu'er, but also the cypress leaves left by your ex-wife."
"Now, your daughter is already married. , why do you still need me to serve you? That doesn’t make sense!” Qian said.
Yang Hualin reached out and held Qian's hand: "I didn't hesitate to invest all my savings for you, just to redeem you from a place like Goulan Courtyard and live a good life with you. .”
(End of this chapter)