The days passed, the fragrance of osmanthus became lighter and lighter, and the green on the mountain became less and less, and it was December in the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaonan had already changed into a thick cotton jacket, which was a big red jacket made by Xu Jinfeng himself, and then tied two small braids for her, tied with a red ribbon, which was more festive than the boy in the New Year's painting.

Tang Laifeng bought back a brand-new sewing machine, Tang Laijin brought it back to her from Songcheng, Tang Laifeng with a sewing machine was like a tiger with wings, and joined Xu Jinfeng and them, they don't make summer clothes now, they specialize in winter clothes, the styles are popular in the south, and they have to be ironed after they are done, Zhang Manyue and a few of their old ladies contracted.

This small workshop already has the prototype of a garment factory, but the manpower is still too small, Tang Pengzheng is already considering applying to set up a factory, he plans to communicate with the above, see if the above support is not supported, if the factory is set up, the whole village can live a good life.

The Tang family's life is prosperous, but the Chai family's side is really in the cold winter, Chai Bailiang was fired from the unit, although there is no reason for the dismissal, but the whole unit knows that it is because of the style of life, and those photos almost did not make the director angry.

The director called Chai Bailiang and threw the photo in his face, Chai Boliang, who still wanted to defend himself, saw himself and the little widow who did not make a mosaic on the photo, his face was like dirt, his heart was like ashes, and he knew that it was irreparable.

Without a job, a large family has to eat and drink, his father and mother still have to take medicine, and there is no savings, so he can only rely on his four sisters to help, but after a long time, the four brothers-in-law have opinions, and once they cut off the help, the Chai family really can't even afford to drink porridge.

The little widow who used to be attentive to Chai Boliang also changed her face, Chai Boliang wanted to borrow some money from his lover for emergency, but the little widow didn't even let him in, cold as frost, and the words he said were colder than ice knives.

Now that he has no job, the little widow turns her face and does not recognize anyone.

At this moment, Chai Bailiang thought of Tang Laifeng's goodness, in the past, he only had to pay his salary and keep some pocket money for himself, Tang Laifeng would arrange the family in an orderly manner, and he could often eat meat, he didn't have to worry about anything when he went home, and he lived freely.

Now the house is surrounded by four walls, there is not a grain of rice in the rice jar, there is no oil in the oil pot, and there is no food at all, the house is the sigh of the parents, the eldest son is lying motionless in the bed, and the home is so deserted that there is no human taste.

"Bai Liang, are you going to eat?" Chai Mu came out trembling, she was dying of hunger, and she couldn't even walk.

"Nope."

Chai Bailiang lowered his head in shame, he was too incompetent.

Chai's mother's eyes were dark, her body shook a few times, she didn't fall to the ground by holding on to the wall, and said resentfully: "It must have been Tang Laifeng's doing, she just can't see us have a good time." ”

Chai Bailiang also looked angry, except for Tang Laifeng, no one would report him, one day husband and wife hundred days, Tang Laifeng is too ruthless, even if she doesn't care about the former husband and wife, but doesn't she even care about the life or death of her eldest son?

Chai Mu was dizzy with hunger, even in the most difficult time before, she had never been so hungry, she swallowed a mouthful of water, and said weakly: "Bai Liang, you... You go and order something to eat, no matter what it is, as long as you can eat it, Mom is so hungry that she can't do it. ”

Chai Bailiang was even more ashamed, helping Chai's mother to lie on the bed, Chai's father's face was gray, coughing a few times from time to time, since he stopped the medicine, his spirit has become worse and worse, Chai's father has a premonition that time is running out.

But he couldn't rest assured.