Chapter 715: Experiencing Despair

Knowing that it was Zhou Li who was standing under the eaves of the corridor, Father Zhou and the Huang family were relieved.

It's a person, not a ghost!

I was about to blame this stinky boy for pretending to be a ghost and scaring people, but I heard him mention the matter of food.

The old couple knew that they were at a loss, closed their mouths weakly, stopped talking, got up from the ground with difficulty, and walked slowly into the house, trying to find a stool to sit and rest for a while.

What a sinful day!

Huang also pretended to be casual and said, "You kid, it's dark, why don't you know how to light an oil lamp?" If the light is black, you can't see anything. Have you eaten it? Mother, go get something to eat! ”

I went out before dawn in the morning, and I didn't eat breakfast. Originally, I thought that I could go to Gan's house to have a good meal, so the old couple emptied their stomachs.

I didn't think about it, I didn't get the food, and I was beaten with a few sticks.

After walking on an empty stomach for a day, I was tired and hungry at this time, and I longed to lie in bed and wait for someone to bring food to my mouth.

However, Huang knew that Zhou Li would definitely not serve her like this.

So I had to drag my aching and tired body to the kitchen.

Zhou Li looked at the Huang family with cold eyes, "The grain has been sold out by you, do you still want to eat?" What do you take for dinner? ”

Huang pouted and said, "Where is it sold out?" Isn't that much left? ”

"So much fine sand left?" Zhou Li was furious, "You go into the house and take a look, there is not a grain of rice in it!" You don't want to live yourself, do you want me to starve to death with you? ”

"Obviously, I still have more than 500 catties left." Huang glanced at Zhou Li suspiciously, then raised his feet and walked towards the inner room.

Huang and Daddy Zhou went in with oil lamps.

After a while, their screams could be heard from inside.

"Thief, thief! Half of it is grain, but how did it all turn into fine sand? This thief who killed a thousand knives stole my family's food......"

Huang scolded and cried.

Father Zhou was cold, his legs were weak and he sat on the ground, and muttered: "The food is all gone, the food is all gone!" Zhou Tian is not at home, we have no food at all, what to do, what to do......"

Zhou Li stood under the eaves of the porch, listening to the cursing and crying of the father and mother in the inner house, and there was a dull pain in his heart.

If there is no separation, if my brother and sister-in-law are still at home, why would life be like this!

Zhou Li didn't move for a long time, and he didn't plan to go in to persuade him. It is necessary for them to experience despair, so that they will cherish and wake up.

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Gan Lin and Zhou Tian didn't know anything about what was happening at home.

They have now arrived in the city.

These days, he cooks his own food outside, so whenever he goes to a place, Gan Lin will go to replenish the ingredients.

The market in Fucheng is more lively and prosperous than in the county seat, and there are more things to sell, but the price is relatively high.

As soon as Gan Lin walked into the market, he saw a newly opened shop, with a plaque with the words "Man Tingfang" written on it, and a pattern engraved on the lower left.

This pattern should be the logo of a certain business, because in the small town or county seat he walked along the way, Gan Lin noticed that there were many shops with the same pattern engraved on the plaques.

These shops should belong to the same person's property.

Gan Lin instantly turned into lemon essence, and his heart was so sour. I envy this kind of rich businessman who has industries everywhere!

Passing by the newly opened shop at this time, Gan Lin looked inside twice, and couldn't help but exclaim: Tut-tut, this customer flow is not inferior to my soaphorn shop at all!