Chapter 21: Boss, Did You Have a Stroke?

"I don't have a tael of silver, ouch, what are you doing with me!" Lin Yang's voice was accompanied by bursts of pain.

"Isn't your family fee one or two per person? Didn't your brother snatch it for you? ”

"Ouch, ouch, don't hit me!"

Zeng frowned and walked around the corner, "Enough!" ”

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Lin Huan'er is very busy today, she hasn't been at home seriously for so long, and she has a lot to do.

First clean up the chicken pen well, spray and disinfect everywhere with the disinfectant water stored in the space - there is a grass hut here, there is no yard, and the three chickens are raised in the house.

He also grabbed a small handful of rice from the space and sprinkled it on the ground to feed the chickens to add some nutrition to the chickens.

After that, she took out all the sheets and quilts and took advantage of the sun to dry the sheets.

Finally, she found five small bamboo baskets from under the bed, which Tsang had helped her make when she was idle, and she filled them with earth and placed them at the back of the hut.

Three watermelon seedlings and two lemon seedlings have grown behind the house. Now everything is ready, just waiting for Zeng's to come back and cross the road in front of her eyes.

After doing all this, Lin Huan'er sat on the big stone in front of the house and waited for Zeng's to come back.

The most confused and chaotic period after the crossing has passed, and now everything is going in a good direction. Lin Huan'er was in a rare relaxed mood, so much so that she didn't notice the slightest hint of weakness in Zeng's eyes.

"Grandma, what do you see growing behind our house?" Seeing Zeng's crossing the river, Lin Huan'er jumped up and ran up to meet her.

"What?" Zeng was dragged by Lin Huan'er to the back of the hut, squatted on the ground and looked at it for a long time, "This is a gourd with vines?" ”

Lin Huan'er shook her head, shook her head, and then brought the small basket filled with soil closer, "Grandma, can you help me dig them out?" I want to plant them in the yard of my new home.

Zeng didn't ask her why, handed the basket to Lin Huan'er, nodded and went to find a shovel to dig wild vegetables, Lin Huan'er saw the meat in the basket at a glance, "Grandma, such a big piece of meat, then I'll make a stir-fried shredded pork with green vegetables?" ”

"Let's make braised pork, last time I said that I would send bone broth to the Li family and the Liu family, but it didn't rain heavily, this time I will make a bowl for the family."

"Okay." Lin Huan'er smiled and bent her eyes.

She skillfully collected firewood to make a fire, cut green onions and ginger into sections, and took the opportunity to touch an star anise and three spoonfuls of sugar from the space and threw them into the pot. How can you make braised pork without star anise and sugar? If she wasn't afraid that the color of the braised pork was wrong, she would definitely have to put soy sauce and cooking wine in it again.

Well, when the goal of the house is achieved, the next goal is to improve the quality of life!

After adding water and covering the newly bought wooden pot, Lin Huan'er sat at the door of the thatched hut and looked at the Taotao River opposite.

Looking at it, her eyes narrowed, how did the person who got on the small wooden bridge become more and more familiar.

"Grandma?" She shouted from the front.

"Here we are." Zeng came over with five small baskets, put the small baskets on the ground, sniffed his nose, "Huan'er can cook, this meat is really fragrant." ”

"Grandma, is that uncle?" Lin Huan'er stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of the small bridge.

Hearing this, Zeng was stunned, and looked in the direction of Lin Huan'er's fingers, and after seeing the person clearly, she put the small basket into the house, found a cloth to cover the chicken pen, and thought about it, the meat in the pot really couldn't be hidden, and she scolded with slurred lips, "The second stupid." ”

"Mother, mother!" Seeing Zeng standing at the door, Lin Tong ran all the way over from the small wooden bridge and smiled, "Mother, are you rich?" ”

"What nonsense, boss." Zeng smiled slightly awkwardly.

"What nonsense!" Lin Tong's voice suddenly raised, "Everyone in the village knows, you went to Li Zhengbo's place today to buy land to build a house, and the second child also said that you helped him pay back the money, give him money to buy steamed buns to eat!" ”

"Mother, how can you be eccentric! You don't give me any money for the second child! ”

"What's so good about your house? Are you eating stew? No, where did you get your money? Did my dad leave it behind? The people in the village are talking about it, saying that your old lady is holding the money tightly and has not taken out the family. Mother, I'm going to find Li Zhengbo to comment on you! ”

The smile on Zeng's face faded, and she changed her posture to stand with her chest crossed, blocking Lin Huan'er behind her, "Who said that from the village?" You tell me, I'll go to them for judgment. ”

"You can also ask them for comment." Lin Tong wiped his nose, "It's good that they didn't ask you for a comment, how many years did our family owe money to the people in the village?" You obviously have money in your pocket, and you still pull people to famine. I said that my father can't just leave a little money, I'm his eldest son, he must leave me a lot of money! Did it all make you greedy? ”

Zeng sneered angrily, "Lin Tong, I said that you can afford to look up to you, so you will have the same virtue as your father!" A dog thing that dreams big all day long! The money I used to build a house was earned by my hard-earned business with the Li family, and I can tell anyone who asks me. If you're not afraid of making a shame yourself, you can call you Uncle Li. ”

"Who are you fooling, mother, what kind of business do you do to make a few taels of silver at once." Lin Tong jumped to his feet anxiously, "You even hurt your second son, if you don't hurt me, you just don't like me!" ”

"Lin Tong! Speak with a conscience! Zeng shouted. She pressed the door frame with one hand, covered her chest with the other, shook her head and barely sobered herself up, "You get out of here!" ”

"Mother! You're so ruthless! Lin Tong glared at Zeng.

"Grandma told you to get out." A flat and cold voice suddenly came from behind Zeng's back.

Lin Tong looked behind Zeng, Lin Huan'er stood expressionlessly at the junction of light and dark at the door, the sun shining on half of her face, through her pupils, scattering a deep light. The corners of her lips twitched slightly, and her right hand was raised, holding a silver-gray cold crutch in her hand.

Catching up with Lin Tong's gaze, she raised her hand, and the dark hole was aimed at the middle of his head.

"Bang." Lin Huan'er's lips opened and closed slightly, and she silently made a mouth shape.

At this moment, as if looking at a flower, Lin Tong's mind instantly flashed the tragic death of Wang Lao Er.

"Poof", he sat down on the ground, feeling his scalp cold, as if he had lost consciousness, and there was a smell coming from under his crotch again.

"I'm me, I'm dead?" Lin Tong touched his head in a trance, and checked back and forth several times before confirming that his head was intact.

Zeng frowned, "Boss? What are you doing? She followed Lin Tong's gaze and looked behind her, and all she could see was her little granddaughter squatting on the ground, who seemed to be squatting at her feet with resentment, poking ants with a straw stick.

"You had a stroke?" Zeng asked.