I heard from Guigui at the head of the courtyard today that he went to the Quartet to catch up with the market today, and after standing on Song'er's water shop for less than ten minutes, two or three people came to weigh the water and copy the skins. Zhong Xiaomin works at his sister's place one day and earns a net of 15 yuan a day; Song'er delivers goods to his sister's rice noodle shop, and I guess there are at least ten or twenty yuan a day; now that he has opened his own shop, if calculated in this way, Song'er and Zhong Xiaomin don't have to earn dozens of boring (dozens of yuan) a day?" In the evening, during dinner, Wang Bo's second aunt Xie Mingfang said to his second uncle Zeng Fanyou.

Wang Bo's brother-in-law Zeng Fansong opened a shop in the big market in the Sifang according to Wang Bo's instructions to sell water surface, and the entire Zeng family's courtyard knew about it. So many neighbors joked that after Zeng Fanyu, the boss of Zeng's mother's family, "made a fortune", Zeng Fansong, the eldest of her family, will also start to make a fortune. No, in the past few days, almost all the people in the Zeng family's compound, whether it is the eldest daughter-in-law or the old and young masters, have gathered together, and they are all talking about Zeng Fansong's opening of a shop.

As one of the first insiders, Xie Mingfang, in the face of the neighbors' envy and compliments for his brother, although on the surface he also looked honored, behind the scenes, when he returned to his home to face his husband, his face changed, the joy on his face was gone, replaced by extremely depressed!

"Oh, open a shop and open a family!" Zeng Fanyou picked up a chopstick green chili pepper and fried sauerkraut with chopsticks, and the hot porridge that was blown cold in the bowl, and ate it with relish.

"My eldest brother is also delivering food to my sister now. I went to a rice noodle shop the day before yesterday, and I happened to meet my eldest brother delivering food to my sister with a memorizing basket. Just a little back vegetables, my sister gave five yuan! And my sister also gave my eldest brother three taels of fat intestine rice noodles to eat. Xie Mingfang continued.

"It's normal to eat rice noodles, isn't my sister giving you rice noodles to eat?" Zeng Fanyou said, without raising his head, and continued to blow the hot porridge in the bowl.

"Can this be the same? Your eldest brother is going to eat rice noodles every three days, and I only cut (go) once in a long time?" Thinking of the delicious rice noodles she ate two days ago, and looking at the rotten sauerkraut on the table, she felt a little difficult to swallow.

"I said that you too! You are envious of eating rice noodles! Then Xie Ying still eats rice noodles every day, and there is meat to eat every meal, why don't you say it?" Zeng Fanyou said.

It's okay that her husband doesn't mention this, but when she mentions this, Xie Mingfang is a ghost fire in her belly.

"Zeng Fanyou, are you embarrassed to say, if you hadn't objected at the beginning, I would have been working in my sister's shop now. And according to my estimate, most of your brother's supply to my sister was also the idea of Zhong Xiaomin's elf ghost. As for Zeng Fansong being able to open a shop in the Quartet now, I'm afraid Bo'er asked him to open it, otherwise, with your brother's courage smaller than a mouse, he dares to go to the Quartet to open a shop?

"What do you mean by this!" Zeng Fanyou raised his head and glanced at his wife helplessly.

"It's not interesting!" Xie Mingfang vented his dissatisfaction, and then said, "What I mean is that if you hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have let Xie Ying replace me." I'm now working in my sister's rice noodle shop, and I'm able to make a net profit of 450 yuan a month! If I work in my sister's shop, can I let Zhong Xiaomin's schemes succeed? Even if she can succeed, can I let her take all the benefits by herself?"

"What do you say about the use of these now? You don't care about the fact that Song'er and his family make a lot of money, no matter how much money they make, it's also their ability! Besides, didn't Song'er give us his field to plant? What do people want to say to you?" After being made such a fuss by his wife, Zeng Fanyou was not in the mood to eat, so he simply put the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Am I planting his field for nothing? Aren't I going to hang (scale) millet for him every year?" Xie Mingfang said.

"You're talking without conscience at all! I'm too lazy to tell you two!" Zeng Fanyou picked up the bowl and continued to blow his hot porridge.

"Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat! Eating for a lifetime is also the fate of eating rotten sauerkraut!" Xie Mingfang hated that iron could not become steel, "Zeng Fanyou, you can't think of a way? Zeng Fansong and his family can have today, it is all because of Bo'er's help! Bo'er was the closest to you, the second uncle, when he was a child. At the beginning, the two of us were unmarried (in love), and Bo'er was only two or three years old at that time, and you carried him to my house. is to go to Xie Ying and play in the house, and you take him with you. How good you were to Bo'er at that time. Now that he is developed, how can he treat you, the second uncle, like this?"

"Smack!" Zeng Fanyou put the bowl heavily on the table, and looked at Xie Mingfang coldly, "Do you still know that Bo'er kissed me when he was a child! Xie Mingfang, let me ask you, since I married you, every time Bo'er comes to my mother's house to play, have you invited Bo'er to have a meal? Every time Bo'er goes to her mother's place to play, Song'er eats and lives alone, and gives Bo'er New Year's money every New Year's holiday! For more than ten years, every year! I ask you, what are you doing? If I were Bo'er, I would also have a kiss to his uncle!"

After enduring Mingfang for many years, Wang Bo's second uncle Zeng Fanyou finally broke out.

And Xie Mingfang, in the face of her husband's first fire in history, seemed completely overwhelmed at first, and when she came back to her senses, she felt extremely aggrieved. Her eyes were red, and she said in a voice that was about to cry:

"I'm not here for this family? I don't want to save more money? Have I spent a penny indiscriminately? I've been married for more than ten years, and I've been busy getting up early and working late every day, and I've been busy with the fields at home, have I enjoyed a day of leisure? Is all this for myself? Not for this family!" At the end of speaking, Xie Mingfang, who felt extremely aggrieved, finally couldn't help but start crying.

As soon as Xie Mingfang cried, the anger in Zeng Fanyou's heart, which was still gradually rising, was like being poured with a basin of cold water and went out. He sighed, picked up the rice bowl on the table again, and said:

"I didn't say that you spend money indiscriminately! I didn't say that you don't do a living! Song'er's family is much better than us? People are not even as good as us! But how do people treat Bo'er? The eldest brother's family is so old (difficult), when Bo'er comes to play, all year round, he will always find an opportunity to invite Bo'er to dinner once or twice. If you have ten or twenty yuan for the New Year, you should also give Bo'er some New Year's money. What about us? What about me, the second uncle? Every time I say buy some food and invite Bo'er over for dinner, you say you don't have any money. During the Chinese New Year, I want to give Bo'er some New Year's money, but you are not allowed. Do you think there are uncles and aunts like you and me? You, including me, of course, have done a really good job with Bo'er!"

"Then, let's go buy some good food another day, and invite Bo'er, Brother Wang, and my sister to come to the house for a meal?" Xie Mingfang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and said to Zeng Fanyou.

"I don't usually burn incense, I cling to Buddha's feet temporarily! Do you think it's useful? Besides, now the Bo'er family has a lot of fish and meat every day, and people still lack you to eat?" Thinking of the earth-shaking changes that have taken place in the eldest sister's family within a month, Zeng Fanyou feels that some God is making people a little tricky, which is very unreal.

"I know, sister, they don't lack this food now. Last time, Xie Ying told me that she had eaten more delicious food at the rice noodle shop during this time than she had in her entire life. I just, I just want to show our hearts. Isn't there a saying that courtesy is light and affection is heavy? We may not be able to come up with something better than what Bo'er eats every day, but this heart, this human affection and family affection must always be taken care of, right? Fanyou, I know that in the past, I was a little stingy, and I valued money very seriously, and I also caused you to be unable to raise your head in front of Bo'er, and you had no face. It's not right, it's not right. If you are willing to give up, you must give up to get it! I was wrong before, and now I understand it! In the future, I will correct it. Xie Mingfang drooped his head and honestly admitted his mistake in front of Zeng Fanyou.

"Needless to say. Let him pass the past. Tomorrow I will go to Sifang to sell vegetables, and then I will cut my sister's rice noodle shop and invite them to come over for dinner one day. Zeng Fanyou shook his head and said.

His wife's words made Zeng Fanyou feel extremely uncomfortable. Xie Mingfang is at fault, isn't he wrong? A slap doesn't make a sound, for his wife's heart is tight, if he can be tougher, more generous, and more assertive, why would he let his nephew, who was originally the closest to his second uncle, drift away?

"Yes, Fanyou! You go and ask Bo'er them, I'll ask my sister-in-law tomorrow, my sister-in-law can make vegetables, I'll ask her how to get a few of her signature dishes. Since you want to invite your sister to dinner, this meal can't be too bad and let Bo'er laugh at them. It has to be something. Xie Mingfang's face shone with excitement, and he began to calculate what to cook.

"You are the one who says that the courtesy is light, and now you are the one who wants to make this table (banquet) look like it. Anyway, it's all up to you. Okay, I don't care about running the stage, you're solely responsible for it. Zeng Fanyou shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Dead man, I'm not here for our family?! What I just said is just a kind word, are you still serious? Since you are a treat, you must let the guests eat and drink well! Otherwise, you invite a fart guest? You see, the eldest brother and sister-in-law, Song'er Zhong Xiaomin, these two people invite Bo'er and them to eat, although there are many times, but I don't know what they eat! I don't invite it, as soon as I invite it, I will invite a big one, and I will reach them ten times at a time! No, my sister-in-law's cooking skills are okay to deal with the general human feelings, please eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas now, they are still enough to choke. I have to go back to my mother's house and call my second brother to the town!"

Xie Mingfang's second brother is a cook who runs a hall in the countryside to do red and white ceremonies, and compared with ordinary people, his cooking skills are naturally one in the sky and one in the ground. In order to be able to envelop, or make up for it, and repair the relationship between his family and his nephew, Xie Mingfang is preparing to have a big blood this time.

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