Collecting mountain goods is not an easy job, especially now that he goes to more and more villages, the place is getting farther and farther away, sometimes he sets off before dawn, and it is even more common to return home in the middle of the night.

When loading the goods, he had to move and lift, and he couldn't remember when he knocked the large and small bruises on his body, and he was afraid that his accounts were wrong, so he also took time to study with Lin Feng......

Seeing that Lin Cong was red, and he was about to cry in front of him, Jiang Yan patted his forehead speechlessly, and said earnestly: "Why don't you let people finish talking!" I'm looking at the cold weather, everyone is wearing thick autumn clothes, no matter how bad they are, they will wear a few more rooms to keep warm, why do you wear such a thin rotten autumn coat? ”

"The monthly money that Lin Xi set for you, there are two taels of silver a month, and this salary is not low, if you are reluctant to buy ready-to-wear clothes, you can buy some cloth and find a woman in the village who can do it to help make two bodies, or is the money for your mother?"

Two taels of silver a month, all of which have caught up with Qiao Le's monthly money as a master, in the past few months, not to mention buying new clothes, it is enough to build a new house in the village.

Lin Cong breathed a sigh of relief in surprise, thinking of Aunt Jiang's words, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, wrinkled and pondered for a long time, and then stumbled and said: "When the monthly money is paid every month, the money is not hot in my hand, so my mother took it, and I also bought me some clothes with her... Ay...... I can't help it, she's my mother'......."

Lin Cong cried again as he spoke, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, crying forbearably and chokingly, his mother renovated the family's house, built two more rooms, bought new furniture and bedding, and her brother and herself also changed into a new and beautiful fine linen satin clothes, and he had nothing but these two coarse linen clothes......

Sometimes he was dissatisfied with his mother a few times, each time he ushered in either scolding or beating with sticks, if he was too tough, she began to cry again, and he was speechless when he said "my mother" and "not filial piety".

But even Aunt Jiang can care about whether he is cold or not, why does his own mother ignore him......

Seeing that his crying eyes were swollen, Jiang Yan sighed, "Xiao Cong, you are no longer a child, you can start to say kiss at this age, it is right to be a son's filial parents, but you can't be foolish, I don't mean to let you cut off the relationship with your mother and never get along with each other, as the so-called marriage and obedience to the husband, the husband dies from the son, when your wings are not full, what your mother says is what it is, now that you have grown up, since what your mother said is not right, you should also stand up." ”

In ancient times, filial piety was greater than the sky, and the indoctrination they received from childhood was filial piety to their parents, whether it was a scholar or these barefoot rural areas in the fields, they all put filial piety to their parents in the first place.

Just like the brothers of the Lin family before, the original body either beat and scolded them, they didn't dare to eat if they weren't allowed to eat, they didn't dare to speak if they weren't allowed to speak, and they didn't care whether the original body was right or not, as long as she wanted to do something, no matter how uncomfortable and unwilling the Lin family brothers were, they could only obey.

It's been a habit they've developed since childhood, and it's hard to change it suddenly.

"I'll ask Tao Bai to pay you this month's salary first, you go and buy two ready-to-wear clothes, you can collect the money yourself, don't let your mother take it, otherwise I'm afraid that you will freeze to death in that corner before you survive this winter."

Lin Cong nodded, after crying so presumptuously, his mood was much better, his red eyes looked at Jiang Yan gratefully, and said hoarsely: "Auntie, I don't know how to do it, I want to change, but I don't dare to resist my mother, I made a serious mess last time, and I threatened me with biting my tongue to commit suicide......"

Jiang Yan: ......

A person who does not buy food, drink, and hoard food at the first time when she gets the money, but keeps buying clothes and repairing the house, will she be willing to eat?

Jiang Yan sneered, Lin Cong's stupid Han will really be scared, although she is not familiar with Lin Cong's mother, but according to the memory of the original body, when everyone is poor and can't open the pot in the famine year, she can still spare money to buy rouge gouache to dress up herself, this kind of person not only will not commit suicide, but also is more afraid of death than anyone else!

The breath changed in an instant, and the expression on Jiang Yan's face became much colder, and she said indifferently: "Don't worry, your mother is not the kind of person who can think, I can vouch for this, if you are a trustworthy aunt, just do what I say." ”

"Auntie, you say, I believe you!" Lin Cong immediately nodded, his body subconsciously got a lot closer, and he pricked up his ears and waited for Jiang Yan to give him advice with a serious face.

"In the future, you will leave some food money for her, don't leave too much money, the village doesn't spend much, you leave five hundred wen per month, and keep the rest for yourself, if he beats and scolds and makes trouble, you go directly, there is no place to sleep, you can sleep with Lin Xi."

There are no taxes in the village this year, and the food in Lin Cong's family is completely enough to eat, not counting the newly harvested food at home, 500 wen is enough for two people, one big and one small, to eat enough, and there can be surplus.

A woman and a child, he eats one and a half catties of brown rice a day, and the brown rice has now returned to 8 yuan a catty, and it is more than 300 yuan a month.

Lin Cong nodded sneeringly, and said a little nervously: "Auntie, what if my mother really bites her tongue and kills herself?" ”

"Don't worry, he won't, if she threatens you like this again, you just leave, and besides, biting your tongue and killing yourself won't really die, if you really don't worry, pretend to leave and then secretly go back to see, she is really biting her tongue, you come to me, I have a way to treat her."

In ancient times, it was always said that biting the tongue killed oneself, but in fact, it would not kill immediately, and she had seen many people with missing tongues still alive and well.

It is actually very difficult to bite your tongue to commit suicide, the reason why there was a tongue biting suicide in ancient times, after the tongue is bitten off, the pain will make you unbearable and pass out, and the blood vessels at the root of the tongue are large, and the ancient medical treatment is backward, and many people die of excessive blood loss after suffering extreme pain.

There are also some who are lucky, such as those who died of pain directly at the beginning, or those who died of suffocation due to the blockage of organs at the base of the tongue and the backflow of blood.

But no matter what kind of thing it is, it's very painful, Lin Cong's mother will never really try, even if she really bites her tongue, with the plug-in of the mall, Jiang Yan can save her as soon as possible.

"I know, Auntie."

Lin Cong also had a lot of affirmation in his heart, he knew his own mother, and she had a big temper that could hurt with a small knife on weekdays, so she should ...... It is impossible to commit suicide......

"By the way, Auntie, do you want me to do something?" After packing up his emotions, Lin Cong couldn't hide his shyness, scratched his head in embarrassment, and then remembered that his aunt still had something to arrange for him.

(End of chapter)