The golden partner franchise fee is fifty taels, plus the thirty taels returned by the Cao family, and Ji's hand is eighty taels more.

She accepted fifty taels, and thirty taels were left for the Hu family.

Originally, it was also because the Hu family was blackmailed that she opened this mouth, and the money was earned back by the Hu family every day by getting up early and greedy for every penny, which is different from the "patent fee" of fifty taels.

Widow Xie naturally refused to accept it, and said that her family originally owed Ji dividends.

However, just as Widow Xie knows Ji's situation, the Hu family's financial situation is also clear.

In the past six months, the total profit of the Hu spicy soup stall should be around fifty taels, excluding the monthly fixed costs of oil, flour, spices, and other miscellaneous ingredients, plus daily expenses and Grandma Xie's medicine money, the net profit is far less than these.

Now that the Hu family has lost their livelihood, their hands have stopped, and if they lose these thirty taels, it is estimated that they will not have much living money in hand.

"What's the hurry, wait for him to make a lot of money, and then let him return the dividends to me."

Widow Xie couldn't help it.

Ji is right, the little boss of the family has to take care of it first, but ...... They owe too much money, and the debts are easy to repay, and it is difficult to pay them off.

"These thirty taels are recovered, and the fifteen taels of dowry ......"

Ji Yuan wanted the lion to open his mouth, but he was afraid that it would be beyond the scope of the Cao family, but he would provoke them to jump off the wall in a hurry.

This is the same as the poor Kou Mo chasing, you can't force people into a corner, otherwise it is equivalent to forcing others to fight with you.

"I understand, no matter what kind of marriage we quit first, the daughter of the Cao family will be difficult in the future, and then ask for the bride price back, and those who don't know are afraid to poke their backbones and scold our family for not paying attention to things, so who will propose to their brothers in the future?"

Speaking of this, Widow Xie suddenly sighed.

"I'm afraid that I'm going to accidentally leak the wind somewhere, so what can I do in the future? She didn't have a good life, and if she put a widow like me on the stall, if she ...... again"

If you don't combine the background of the times, it is actually difficult to understand Widow Xie's worries.

Don't say that the pro is not decided, but it is determined and retired, so what?

However, the current situation is that Hu Ximei has already had a not good "experience", and she will have no advantage in the marriage market in the future.

Ji didn't know how to comfort the widow, so she only persuaded her to open more, and the future would be long, after all, the younger sister was still young.

After chatting about the day at noon, Hu Dacheng had already brought Dabao and had lunch at Hu's house.

It's hot, the stove room is like a steamer, and when you go in, you're sweating, Ji wanted to help, but she was kicked out by Widow Xie.

But Hu Dacheng was not so lucky.

"Doesn't Dabao like to burn pots the most? Dabao, come here, I'll give you the place! Hu Dacheng sat in front of the pot door, thinking that he was shrewd and squeezing his eyebrows at Dabao.

Dabao took Ji's hand and stood in the shade under the eaves, looking at him quietly with the eyes of a fool.

Hu Dacheng found out and wanted Dabao to cook the pot, unless it was the season that was cooking.

He was muttering quietly here, and was unexpectedly slapped on the back of the head by Widow Xie with a handle: "Burn your pot!" There is a lot of and urine on the lazy donkey! ”

Hu Dacheng: "......"

After dinner, when I returned to my house, a large basin of water in the yard was already warm, and Ji gave Dabao a bath.

The cicadas outside the window are chirping, very noisy, and the high temperature is scorching, which makes people depressed and upset.

Dabao couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, Ji held a pu fan, humming some songs while fanning, and soon, Dabao's breathing slowed down.

Ji Re was sweating, and he couldn't take a shower yet, because he hadn't delivered food to the homeless yet.

After the plaster on the right leg was removed, at the beginning of July, the long plaster cast on the right hand and left leg was also changed to a short plaster, and the confinement area was greatly reduced, and the movement of the homeless became more and more convenient.

However, eating today was noticeably slower than usual.

Ji saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but smile secretly.

Lunch was made by Widow Xie, the level can be imagined, and she is not in a good mood today......

"Is this fried eggplant melon delicious?" Ji asked deliberately.

The homeless man does not speak.

Ji continued: "If you don't speak, you will default to delicious, if it is delicious, you can eat more, I worked hard to fry it." ”

The homeless man paused his chopsticks and raised his eyes to look at her: "You didn't fry it." ”

"Did you eat it?"

Ji was first surprised, then slapped the table and laughed.

"Aunt Xie has this ability, if you have eaten the food she cooked, you will never forget it!"

I used to help the Hu family go to the drying field to load wheat, and the Hu family left dinner in the evening, and it was also made by Widow Xie that day, one of the dishes...... The taste can't be described, in short, the season of eating is shivering.

In the spirit that good things must be shared, she also allocated half of it to the homeless.

The homeless man's expression after the first bite of his stomach, as well as the look in his eyes when he looked at Ji, Ji is still happy when he thinks about it.

"Forget it, there is too much salt in the eggplant, don't eat this, eat that."

Ji removed the fried eggplant melon and pushed another bitter gourd scrambled egg in front of him.

There's no way, Widow Xie's specialty is to stir-fry all kinds of melons.

"But even if you have a conscience, you don't say it's unpalatable. These meals are all made by Aunt Xie, and the new clothes you are wearing are also sewn by her. ”

After the weather was hot, the previous clothes were not suitable for wearing, and Widow Xie's family couldn't turn over the old clothes, plus Ji and Dabao themselves also had to make summer shirts, so they pulled more fabrics by the way, and asked Widow Xie to make two men's clothes.

Although it is not a good material, when worn on a homeless man, it inexplicably feels very textured.

Probably because this person has a good physique, although he was originally thin and a little out of shape, but after two months of feeding chicken soup, fish soup and bone broth, he slowly made up for it.

Now the shoulders are wide and the back is broad, and everything you wear looks structured. And sitting and lying are very standardized, and it looks quite majestic.

But he probably didn't care about that. Whether it was patched old clothes or clean new clothes, there seemed to be no difference in his eyes.

After the homeless man finished eating, Ji put away the dishes and chopsticks, and before leaving, he instructed:

"The yard has given you water, if you want to take a bath, wait until after a nap, otherwise you will still be sweating when you wake up. Pu Fan bought you a new one, and put the kang head on it. And ......"

The homeless man suddenly spoke: "When will the plaster be removed?" ”

Ji Yangtian sighed.

"I know you're in a hurry, and I'm in a hurry, but let's make sure we're in the best shape, and your right foot will be dismantled quickly."

After removing the gauze with the left hand and the plaster on the right foot, Ji will apply a warm compress to these two places every day, or soak the Achilles tendon area in warm water, and then press the Achilles tendon. At the same time, teach the homeless man to strengthen the active and passive flexion and extension exercises of the fingers.

It wasn't completely broken, but now it's almost recovered.

However, the situation of the right hand and the left foot is different, and Ji is not sure, and it is only in the last few days that the homeless man has begun to do some ankle extension and plantar flexion activities.

After that, the action of lying on the bed and pedaling the bicycle was added one after another.

The training process was boring and boring, and with the damn weather, the homeless man's urgency was understandable, but there was nothing he could do.

"In short, you do these trainings first, seven days at the earliest, half a month at most, and I guarantee that you will be dismantled." Ji Bi made an OK gesture.

The homeless man's gaze moved from the hand to her face, froze slightly, and reluctantly nodded.

"It's up to you."

Here it is again, and that feeling of being an uncle is here again.

Ji faked a smile: "That's really my honor." ”