Ma was speechless for a long time by Ye Hao's words.

She hated it in her heart, when did this dead girl's mouth become so sharp?

Reasoning comes from that, that's a set!

Seeing that the people at the door had a tendency to talk about it again, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, that's what I said, look, why are you still serious?" ”

"It's too late for the eldest aunt to feel sorry for you, how can she make you suffer? Okay, just as you said, a string of two articles, right? Yes, you can! ”

Ye Hao's face finally improved a little, and asked, "The third uncle has been selling it in the past two days, who else does the eldest aunt want to involve now?" ”

Let who sell?

Ma glanced at Zhao and said tentatively: "Mother, look, do you want the fourth brother to sell this sugar gourd?" ”

"No way!" Unexpectedly, Zhao didn't even think about it, so he opened his mouth to refuse.

This selling sugar gourd, that is, to earn hard money, not only get up early every day, not to mention the darkness, but also to starve and freeze outside.

She has doted on her youngest son for more than ten years, how can she be willing to let him suffer this?

She wanted to meddle in this business before, but she had the idea of letting the fourth child come here to enjoy the happiness, and the dirty work was tiring for the second child's family, and the fourth child was responsible for staring and collecting money.

Now that she has been troubled by this dead girl to this point, what else is she involved in?

Ma Shi frowned slightly, and couldn't think of a suitable person for a while.

I could only turn my head and say to Ye Zhen: "Girl, wait for the eldest aunt to go back, discuss it with others, and then come and talk to you." ”

"No problem, it's just that I need to remind my aunt that this is a small business, and I need to pay before I can get the goods, so don't mind my aunt!" Ye Hao reminded.

"Don't mind, that's okay, we'll go back first, don't delay, hurry up and cook."

After Ma Shi finished speaking, he waved his hand at the crowd around the gate of the courtyard: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all gone, it's all scattered!" ”

Ye Hao looked at the back of the two of them leaving, and pouted, dare you still know that this is a meal and you need to cook?

When I was looking for something just now, why didn't I think about this?

............

The sky gradually darkened, and in the main house, the family arrived, and it happened that Ye Zhengde was resting tomorrow and came back from the town.

As Li entered the house, he put down a pot of porridge, and the meals were all ready.

It's still the same as before, the clear soup is not watery, no, more precisely, it's not as good as the previous meals.

In the past, Xing's was in charge, and even if it was a simple meal, he would at least try to make it as delicious as possible.

Unlike the current Ma family and the Li family, they just want to fool the past, since the Xing family was separated, every time the Ye family eats, they feel that it is a kind of torment.

The steamed wotou is still a little raw, and the color of the porridge is also a little strange, which makes people not interested in eating it.

Zhao glanced down at the food on the table, and regretted it again, why did he want to divide the second family before?

She coughed twice and spoke, "Let's start eating!" ”

After eating a silent meal, I saw her put down the dishes and chopsticks, coughed twice again, and swept her eyes over everyone present.

said with a straight face: "The girl has a sugar gourd, everyone knows about this, and the third child has been selling it in the past few days." “

"We have a lot of family, and our daily expenses are also large, so relying on the ten cents earned by the third child is really nothing."

"Look, who wants to go out with them? How much money can be earned, subsidized and subsidized for the family, and our family's life can be better! ”

Zhao didn't expect that she would make a fuss today, and she didn't get any benefits in the end, but this is indeed a money-making business, no matter what happens, it can't be in vain.

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent.

Li put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped his mouth, looked at the others, and focused on Da Lang and the fourth brother for a moment.

Among the people present, those who are of the right age and can go out to sell things are the only ones who are suitable, right?

After a long time, no one in the room made a sound, and Zhao looked at Ye Wenhao: "Da Lang, you are not too young." ”

"When your second uncle was the same age as you, he was the main laborer in the field, and the day after tomorrow, you and your third uncle will go out to sell sugar gourds, and you can also increase your knowledge."

As soon as these words came out, before Ye Wenhao could say it, Ma Shi was distressed and reluctant: "Mother, Da Lang, he is still young, how can he endure such hardship!" ”

"I've been resting at home, of course I can't endure hardship, go out more to experience experience, I see that he can suffer anything!" Zhao rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.

In the past, the family still had some money to spare, and Dalang stayed at home every day, so she didn't say anything, but what kind of life is the family living now?

Do you still have the face to spoil him?

Ma's face changed, and he tried his best to maintain a smiling face: "Mother, Da Lang will be a talented person in the future, he has earned fame, and he will definitely honor his mother!" ”

"If he goes out to sell this snack now, and it will be known in the future, what kind of face will he have?"

After saying this, she raised her eyes to look at Zhao's face, and carefully reminded: "Mother, didn't you mean to let the fourth brother follow the third brother and go out to sell this sugar gourd?" ”

It's okay that Ma didn't mention this, but as soon as he mentioned this, Zhao's face immediately changed.

The little eyes glared at her like a knife: "Fuck your shit, when did I say this?" How old is Da Lang and how old are my four sons? ”

"He's still a child, you're his sister-in-law, why is your heart so poisonous, you have to see that he's tired and sick, you're happy?"

"This matter is so decided, the day after tomorrow, let Da Lang and the third child go out to sell sugar gourds together!"

Ma's brows were furrowed, her face was very ugly, and she glanced at Ye Zhengde: Tell your mother quickly, are you really willing to let your son go out and suffer?

After receiving her eyes, I saw Ye Zhengde cough twice and said, "Mother, when you go out once, can you get a few pennies for selling sugar gourds?" ”

"Da Lang is still young, and it's cold outside, if he freezes his body and gets sick, it will cost a lot of money to see a doctor and take medicine, isn't this more than worth the loss?"

"Do you know that the gains outweigh the losses? Tell me how much money your family has spent on you over the years! ”

"I'm so old, I haven't enjoyed any of your blessings, not to mention, I even filled in the bottom of this house for you!"

"Next, are you still going to sell my old bones, dismantle them?"

As soon as Zhao's voice fell, Ye Fang at the other table frowned and spoke: "This matter is over, why are you still mentioning this?" ”

After saying this, he turned his head to Ye Zhengde and said: "Boss, what your mother said is right, Da Lang is not young now, and it is not a matter of staying at home every day." ”

"The family doesn't have any money now, and I can't afford him to go to school, it's time to think about letting him make a living, I think it's good to sell sugar gourds, the day after tomorrow, let him go with the third child."

In the final analysis, Ye Fang still loves his eldest son more, he can reprimand himself, but he can't allow others to say that his son is not.

The head of the family spoke, and no matter how unwilling Ma and Ye Zhengde were, they could only pinch their noses and admit it: "Yes, father!" ”

The Li family at the table smiled happily, yes, it's really yours!

So that you have a crooked mind every day? Happy now, right? Retribution has come to his son, right?

What's your name? Stealing chickens doesn't make rice?

Hmph, I'd like to see how many days your good son can last!

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