Chapter 23 To be a man is to be a local tyrant

This is still Yang Cuiliu's ruthlessness and bought a good one.

Su Man suddenly understood: "Mother, we earn money just to spend, and we are earning it when we spend it." You have suffered so much for me and my sister over the years, how can you not buy it yourself. ”

"No, don't be good, mother, you're so old." Yang Cuiliu hurriedly spoke.

Su Man knew that she was reluctant: "Mother, you wait for me here, my sister and I will go buy some spices." ”

"Hey, okay." Yang Cuiliu wants to give Su Man money.

"No need for mother, my herbs are exchanged for money, you just have to wait." Suman pulled his sister and walked away.

The Suman sisters went to the tailor shop and bought two sets of fine fabrics for their mother.

For so many years, she had the impression that her mother had never worn new clothes, and now that she has money, of course she can't wronged her mother.

Then I bought four packs of dim sum, more than a dozen kinds of spices, and four large jars, the kind of black jars for pickled pickles, which cost eight taels of silver.

Susan was distressed: "Sister, it's so expensive." ”

"Silly girl, people live to enjoy, you have to remember that money is not saved, but earned." Suman spoke.

"Well, I remember, I want to work hard to earn money and honor my mother." Susan said, holding the snack.

Su Man touched his sister's little head and was very pleased.

Yang Cuiliu looked at the materials Su Man bought, distressed, and shouted for Su Man to retreat.

"Mother, what you have to eat, drink, and wear all these years, you have let me and my sister go. Now that we have money, of course we have to honor you, these are just two clothes, and we will live in a big house in the future. Su Man looked serious.

Looking at her sensible daughter, Yang Cuiliu's eyes were red: "Okay, okay, listen to the girl." ”

Uncle Shi's oxcart came over, and Yang Cuiliu carried the box up.

"All the vegetables are sold?" Wang Shishi asked.

"Yes, we sold it cheaper than others, and we sold it out." Yang Cuiliu said, holding things and getting into the car.

"Why do you buy so many jars, what are you for?" Wang Shi was curious.

"Uncle Shi, I use these to pickle pickles, and when it gets cold in the future, there will be no vegetables to eat, so I can take it short." Suman replied.

"Okay, the girl has really grown up."

Su Man put the spices and fabrics into the box, and there were two quilts that could not be stuffed, so he could only hold them.

On the edge of the bazaar, Cao Dashan's mother and Liu Ermazi's daughter-in-law were already waiting there, looking at the quilt held by Yang Cuiliu, and they couldn't do it.

"Hey, I also bought a new quilt, too, I have seen your family add a new quilt for more than ten years, I should buy it." Liu Ermazi's daughter-in-law looked jealous.

"It's just a quilt, and it's like a baby." Cao Dashan's mother is even more disdainful.

Yang Cuiliu's face was extremely ugly: "This quilt was bought by us with our own money, and we don't steal or rob it." ”

I held it for a long time before I said this.

"We didn't say you stealed, just like you, I'm afraid you can't steal if you want to." Cao Dashan's mother said sourly.

Su Man looked over with a sneer: "Listening to what this means, Aunt Cao stole it?" ”

"What are you talking about, you can eat randomly, you can't talk nonsense, don't frame me, I'm an honest person." Cao Dashan's mother suddenly turned ugly.

"I thought you wanted to say you had experience stealing." Su Man said with regret.

"This quilt is really beautiful, let's show it, let you see. Although you are not short of quilts, but now you haven't bought them, we have a new quilt to show off.

Shan girl, you have to remember that earning money is to spend it, and if you don't bring it to life, you won't bring it with you when you die. Wait until the quilt is old. We're buying new ones, it's not bad for money, and if you are a man, you have to be a local tyrant. ”