The Jiang family thought that she just wanted some silver, but they didn't expect to want to stay.

Jiang Mengliang waved his hand and said: "Our family doesn't need a subordinate, for the sake of you being a Fu Hui Niang, I will give you two taels of silver, and you can take it to settle down elsewhere." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Fan Fugui, who was sitting leisurely on the ground with a look of indifference, and said, "He is also so old, he can do some hard work, you go to find some work to do, so as not to starve to death." ”

Widow Fan was still slightly excited when she heard the two taels of silver, but then she calmed down and kowtowed to Jiang Mengliang and said, "We don't want silver, we just want to find a place to settle down, and ask Master Jiang to take us in, we will work hard, and we will never be lazy!" ”

What is two taels of silver, as long as you stay here, there will definitely be no shortage of silver.

Seeing that Jiang Mengliang didn't speak, Widow Fan's eyes rolled, and she opened her hoarse voice and howled: "If Master Jiang doesn't take it in, it will kill my mother, it's better to die on this threshold!" ”

With that, he got up and slammed into the corner of the door.

Jiang Mengliang is an honest person, he really hasn't seen so many tricks, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her and said, "Don't seek death, we will take you in." ”

The words he said were like water spilled out, even if Jiang Mengliang regretted it, he couldn't take it back.

Hearing this, Widow Fan hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "Thank you Master Jiang, thank you Master Jiang!" ”

After that, he pulled Fan Fugui, who was not in the situation behind him, and walked inside.

In the main hall, Jiang Mengliang was receiving the gaze of a large family. Even Tang Tao joined in, and the Zhou family was also a big family.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Mengliang couldn't stand it anymore, and said helplessly: "She said that if she didn't take her in, she would die at the door, and I wouldn't be able to do anything!" ”

Zhou Huihui glared at him: "Just let her die!" ”

"It's not bad to have a dead person at the door, isn't it......" Jiang Mengliang knew that he was soft-hearted, and his tone was a little soft.

The grandfather of the Zhou family came out to play a round and said: "Okay, big girl, you don't blame your son-in-law, this widow Fan is famous for her skin, how can she be able to deal with it casually." ”

Xu, the grandmother of the Zhou family, sighed, and said worriedly on the side: "Alas, this widow Fan has entered the house, and the family still doesn't know what to do. ”

Zhou Huihui said indignantly: "Since she said that she came in to be a person, let her do rough work, maybe she can't stand it and leave." ”

In the end, everyone unanimously decided to leave the dirtiest, most tiring and unskilled work in the house to Widow Fan and her son, and if they couldn't stand it, they would get out.

There are still a lot of firewood in the firewood room in the backyard that have not been chopped, and the villagers usually send firewood in whole bundles, and they are not chopped well.

On the first day of coming to Jiang's house, Zhou Huihui arranged for Widow Fan's mother and son to do the work of chopping firewood.

"If you come to my house to be a subordinate, my family will not treat you badly, and will definitely let you be fed and clothed, but our family does not raise idlers, and we still have to do work." Zhou Huihui pointed to a room of firewood and said, "You can finish chopping these firewood in the past two days, and you can do other work after chopping." ”

Widow Fan looked embarrassed and said, "With so much firewood, when will it be finished, I see that my little flower will cook and wash clothes, and I will also wash my clothes." ”

Zhou Huihui snorted lightly: "Fleur is my Xiaonian's personal maid, can you compare?" And you don't want my little flower to be called my little flower in the future, she is the maid of our Jiang family, not your Fan family, if you keep being so confused about your identity, just leave me. ”

Zhou Huihui is a relatively strong character, and when she was poor in the past, she could only endure some things. Now that the situation at home is better, her momentum will naturally come out.

Widow Fan secretly glared at her, very unconvinced, and muttered: "Split, split, I won't leave." ”

"Okay, our family needs five bundles of firewood every day, you have to chop at least so much every day, if you chop fast, you can go to other easier work." Zhou Huihui threw down this sentence and left, going to the backyard to continue making tofu.

"Mother, I don't want to chop wood." Fan Fugui sat lazily on the ground and said coquettishly.

Although the child is always the mother's child, Fan Fugui is almost twenty, and because he does not move all year round, he has accumulated some fat that only rich people have, and this look is still quite spicy.

He didn't actually have any serious illness before, just a little typhoid fever and cough, but he didn't want to go out to beg, so he pretended to be very serious.

He didn't have anything to do, he just made Widow Fan anxious.

Widow Fan smiled at him dotingly and said, "Son, you just sleep next to you, and your mother will work." ”

Fan Fugui nodded, he didn't pay attention to it, and as soon as he lay down in the straw pile, he fell asleep.

When it was time for lunch, Zhou Huihui saw that Widow Fan was not lazy, and had already chopped a lot of firewood and piled it in the corner, so she brought a small wooden bucket of rice and two dishes over and asked them to find a place to eat in the backyard.

The Jiang family and the other helpers were eating in the kitchen, and everyone didn't want to see Widow Fan's face, so they proposed to eat separately.

As for the other two Dongshizhuang villagers who didn't know Widow Fan, although they were puzzled, they didn't ask much.

Widow Fan hasn't eaten a full meal for a long time, how can she pay attention to these now, call her son to eat in the firewood room.

After eating a full meal, Widow Fan's heart became even more determined, and she would stay at Jiang's house no matter what in the future and not go anywhere.

In the afternoon, Jiang Wei and Tang Tao returned to the academy, while Jiang Xiaonian buried himself in the room to draw jewelry patterns.

After dinner, Zhou Huihui gave Widow Fan two clean coarse cloth clothes, and asked her to boil water to bathe and wash her clothes by herself, so as not to mix with the Jiang family.

There was also an empty room next to the kitchen, there was no bed in it, Zhou Huihui took two old mattresses for them, and let them sleep on the ground.

Widow Fan and Fan Fugui used to sleep in a ruined temple and a straw hut, but now they have a clean place to shelter from the wind and rain, as well as a mattress, and they both expressed no opinion.

On this day, Widow Fan had been working without stopping, and she didn't feel anything until she went to bed until she got up the next morning, and she felt sore.

Now, the opinion comes.

Before dawn, Jiang Mengliang and Zhou Huihui had already gotten up and started grinding soy milk, and when it was time to cook the pulp, all the helpers came, and Widow Fan hadn't gotten up yet, so Zhou Huihui had to put down the work in her hand and call her.

Originally, she didn't have to go to this kind of thing in person, just ask Furao to go, but when Jiang Xiaonian had a family meeting, Furao only had the share of being bullied in front of Widow Fan, and in the future, she should try to ask her to say hello to Widow Fan as little as possible, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

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