Zhang Yimei sat at the table and saw her four daughters crying in a heap, especially the bloodshot on Lu Qinghe's face, which looked a little terrifying and scary, and a little strict. I felt very uncomfortable, but I didn't stand up to stop Lu Qiang's behavior.

"Dad, don't fight, we were wrong, I shouldn't take my sisters to pick up iron slag, can you take Xiaosi to grandpa first, what if this face grows up?" The second sister saw Xiao Si rushing over to protect them, she was beaten on her body, her face was broken, and she was distressed to death.

"You, you."

Lu Qiang was also angry, anxious and distressed, but he didn't mean to hold Lu Qinghe to take medicine.

"Dad, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have proposed to my sisters and sisters to make money, and I shouldn't have told the family about the money I owed. Please, take Xiaosi to the medicine first, let's kneel, and we won't have dinner tonight, okay? "The third sister cried the most, she was really scared.

The cute little face, the blood, the wounds, the tears, all mixed together and smeared, how scary it looked, how scary it was.

Lu Qiang's whole body was stiff, he hated himself for not being capable, and he had to let his daughters go so far to pick up iron slag and sell it for money in order to earn that little money, and pay off the debt.

Turning his head and wiping the corners of his eyes, he went out with his little daughter in his arms.

On the way, Lu Qinghe didn't dare to cry out in pain, but comforted his father: "Dad, I don't hurt, really." You blame the eldest sister, it's my idea. I asked them to take me to pick up iron slag and sell it for money. I know that because my family owes a lot of money to other people's families, I want to make more money. ”

She saw her father's red eyes, Lu Qinghe knew that they were wrong today, they shouldn't have fought with those people to grab iron slag, no, they should have run early and go home early. I thought that my father might come back a few days later, but I didn't expect to come back early, and as soon as I came back, I couldn't find anyone everywhere, so I must be in a hurry.

Alas, it is really stupid for a person who lived for twenty-eight years in his previous life to make such an idiotic mistake.

"Qinghe, it's Dad who is useless, I'm sorry for you, I made you suffer since you were a child." Lu Qiang's voice was much lower than usual, and he was really moved and sad in his heart. I was touched by the sensibility of the children, but sad that I couldn't make any money.

And that pork dollar, how dare you take advantage of your absence to come and collect money? And his own wife, even his daughter who hurts so much that he hits his heart? Looking at the injuries on Lu Qinghe's body, his eyes were uncomfortable.

Now that even Qinghe, a child less than five years old, knows that he wants to make money and reduce his burden, what reason does he have not to work hard? It seems that he should go to the county to work, then the salary will be much higher.

Li Chenli saw her youngest son coming with the money-losing goods again, and her face became unsightly: "What did this money-losing goods do?" Seeing the blood and tears on Lu Qinghe's face, it was so dirty, he couldn't help but ask more: "Who are you fighting again?" ”

Didn't you just fight with someone last time?

"Is Dad at home? The wound on Qinghe's face was hit by me. Lu Qiang explained to his mother, took him to his father's to take medicine, left the medicine money and left.

He knew that if he stayed longer, his parents would talk about Qinghe and teach him a lesson, and Lu Qiang didn't want to hear anything about his daughter now.

Especially listening to the daughters say that their father did not treat Qinghe when he was not at home. Lu Qiang is resentful in his heart, but more can only hate himself, blame himself, have no ability, no ability.

can't protect his wife, and he can't take care of his daughter.

Lu Guan received his son's indifferent eyes, and did not say a word in the process of giving Lu Qinghe medicine. When the youngest son walked away with Lu Qinghe in his arms, he still took a few packets of the disappeared medicine, as well as cold medicine, and gave it to his son. It's just that when my son left this time, he actually gave money.

Li Chenli looked at Lu Guan holding ten yuan, and her heart was a little complicated: "Ah Qiang, what does this mean?" ”

For the youngest son, he doesn't like to talk about it since he was a child, and he is sullen. Everything is made directly for you to see, and he never wants to ask his parents for money like his eldest brother and second brother.

Even the woman who married Zhang Yimei pulled a certificate, and she didn't say anything about holding a banquet or anything. Because of their parents' opposition, the youngest son really didn't ask them to reach out, and even borrowed money from outsiders. Li Chenli has liked her youngest son very much since she was a child, but the older she is, the more she is

"What does that mean? It's separated from us. For that broom star, huh, I'm here to see what he does to raise her. Lu Guan was not angry, kicked down the bench next to the table, and smashed a teapot he liked.

"Qinghe, how did you get the money for the pork yuan?" Lu Qiang's daughters are guilty, but what else can they do besides self-blame? Think about the forty yuan, how did Qinghe get it? He remembered that he had only given her two dollars.

Occasionally, it is a dime or two cents, not too much, and if you want to give more, the conditions are not allowed.

Back home, Lu Qiang let his four daughters sit at the table to eat. After tidying up the table, Lu Qinghe asked the eldest sister to take out all the money they had earned in the past few months and hand it to her father.

"Dad, this is the money we earned, a total of sixteen yuan. It's all earned by our four sisters, and if you asked me on the road just now, I'll answer you now. The forty yuan was also earned by us, but fifteen yuan was lent to me by Brother Zilong. Don't worry, I'll give it back to him later. Lu Qinghe lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and so did his three sisters.

However, she quickly raised her head, puffed up her chest, was neither humble nor delicate, took out the appearance of an adult, and said her original plan: "New Year's Day will be in a few days, and then my three sisters and I will go to the market to sell flowers." I know that my father has always looked down on business, so I secretly asked my eldest sister to do it for me. Dad, don't scold them, blame me if you want to blame. ”

Sighing helplessly in his heart, Lu Qinghe made such a gesture just to show her father that she must make money, maybe now she is just setting up a stall and selling her head or something. Moreover, there is no shame in doing this.

She remembered that in her previous life, her father scolded her: what kind of business? Only people who have no interest want to do business and be a profiteer with no good intentions. You study hard, don't be like those crooked ways.

In my father's bones, he still has a feudal mentality. Just like when she chose college in her previous life, she wanted to learn computer science, how popular it would be, and it would be much easier to find a job than a normal teacher. was rejected by his father and sentenced to death.

"You really earned this money?"

Zhang Yimei looked at the pile of change on the table, picked it up and counted it, it was really sixteen yuan. Coupled with the forty that Lu Qinghe gave to the pork yuan, it would be fifty-six. All the household money in her hands is only fifty yuan, which is still only two or three months earned.

When did four children make so much money?

Lu Qiang was shocked again by his youngest daughter's words, first picking up iron slag and selling it for money; And then the money taken out of it, selling the first flower?

Qinghe, the child, is only four or five years old, but she can take her three sisters and start thinking about money, is she too old?

How useless is this?