After listening to Yang's words, everyone in the live broadcast room has already begun to worry about Zhao Ling.

[Zhao Laosan is really a black sheep]

[How could he be beaten inexplicably? Will you go to the casino again? 】

[Eighty percent is, I was deceived again with that tea merchant, and I thought about trying my luck when I had no money]

[How many times has Zhao Ling warned him, but he is disobedient]

[This kind of person is pretending to be asleep, and he can't wake up]

[I'm going to be angry to death, I just watched Sister Ling make some money recently, do I have to fold it in the hands of this dog thing again]

[He's waiting to eat fart, Sister Ling's money has nothing to do with him]

[At first glance, it doesn't matter, but if he really owes a lot of debt, guess who will clean up the mess when he comes back]

[No one can take my turn Sister Ling, right? ] In ancient times, I married my husband! 】

[Zhao Laosan forced his father's mother, his father and mother were desperate and could only beg Zhao Ling, can Sister Ling ignore it? 】

[If it was the previous Mrs. Zhao, you could ignore it, but now you ...... The Zhao family is really good]

[Yes, Sister Ling will definitely help, but I'm just very angry]

[I'm already hard with my fist]

【……】

While scolding Zhao Laosan, everyone followed Zhao Ling's vision and walked all the way to Zhao's house.

They understood that Zhao Ling wanted to find Mrs. Zhao first, and give the old couple a first breath, so that they could be a little mentally prepared.

But this kind of thing is really inexplicable, Zhao Ling doesn't know how Mrs. Zhao will react, and everyone in the live broadcast room doesn't know.

Even they were prepared for the worst.

Although Mrs. Zhao loves Zhao Ling, she has always been patriarchal in ancient times, and Zhao Laosan is the only biological son of Mrs. Zhao, which must be very important to her.

Moreover, her daughter has already married, and theoretically speaking, she will be called Qi Zhao in the future, not their Zhao family girl.

Tearing it down like this, who weighs heavily in her heart, she doesn't even have to think about it.

So everyone was very pessimistic in their hearts, and even if they didn't want to speak, the barrage was cold.

And Mrs. Zhao at this time, as soon as she walked out of the house, she heard Zhao Ling's voice.

She looked up and said in surprise, "Why are you free?" Didn't someone come to the workshop to pick up the goods today? I've heard that there are a lot of carriages parked outside the gate. ”

Zhao Ling laughed: "The goods have already been loaded and sent away, and now we are left in the workshop." The food in the cafeteria is ready, my mother and the children will come with me to eat. ”

"Okay." Mrs. Zhao did a good job of the things at hand, and said to Zhao Ling, "Your father went to the mountain, saying that he would help you see where the bamboo was easy to use, and he brought you some back, I heard that your bamboo tube is always not enough." ”

When Zhao Ling heard this, he sighed lightly in his heart, but he smiled gently: "It's enough, there are a lot of recycled bamboo tubes that can be used for a second time, plus Fu Gongzi helped me get some pottery, which may be replaced with pottery bottles in the future." ”

Pottery is much cheaper than porcelain, and although it is not as beautiful as porcelain, it feels much better than a bamboo tube.

Coupled with the deep-rooted idea in Zhao Ling's mind that "everyone is responsible for protecting the environment", she really didn't dare to cut down a large amount of bamboo for business, and now she still uses bamboo tubes just to make a transition.

In the future, the container of shampoo may have to be eliminated from the bamboo tube.

Of course, the recycled ones can still be used, and now the bamboo tube is not engraved in order to save time, and the color of the cork is directly used to distinguish the taste and category of the shampoo.

Therefore, the first and second batches of shampoo bamboo tubes can be said to be out of print.

After all, Qi Shu's words are really good-looking, and if he is the top student in high school in the future, these things will definitely be robbed like crazy.

The mother and daughter went out with a few children, and Xiaohua was held by Zhao Ling and obediently followed by her.

The other three boys, kicking stones while walking, also followed behind Mrs. Zhao.

Zhao Ling glanced at it and saw that the eldest boy was not too young, and suddenly said to Mrs. Zhao: "Mother, there are not many things that Xiaoshan can help do at home at this age, so it is better to send it to Qi Shu to study." ”

Mrs. Zhao was shocked and subconsciously retorted: "What book does he read?" How can our family have the money to ask them to study, it would be good to be well fed and clothed......"

Reading is very expensive, especially very expensive, this is the biggest impression left on Mrs. Zhao.

So even if she yearns for the life of a scholar, she knows that the descendants of their Zhao family do not have this fate.

It is also because of this that she never thought of letting a few children go to study and write, but after Zhao Ling said this, she was startled.

But Zhao Ling said with a smile: "The master is Qi Shu, their uncle, what else does it cost?" You don't need to pay for it, so why don't you ask him to read those sentences every day? ”

Mrs. Zhao thought about it, it seems to be too!

This master teaches his students, and it is no different from their countrymen herding sheep. A sheep is to be herded, and a flock of sheep is to be herded.

When other students follow along, it doesn't affect anything if they ask Xiaoshan Xiaochuan to go in and read along.

Mrs. Zhao nodded with a smile, and told Zhao Ling: "It doesn't matter if we talk about it, you have to tell Qi Shu, he agreed." ”

"I know." Zhao Ling smiled, "I will discuss it with him first, and when he agrees, I will tell you, and then send Xiaoshan Xiaochuan over." ”

Mrs. Zhao nodded, and when she heard a few boys frolicking behind her, she turned her head and asked them not to be naughty.

Then he turned back to Zhao Ling and said, "You came here today to tell me about this?" How do I look, you seem to have something to say? What else is going on? ”

Zhao Ling didn't expect Mrs. Zhao to be so keen, and she could still see that she was hiding something in her heart, Zhao Ling was silent before saying, "Mother, what I want to tell you is the third brother's business." ”

At the mention of Zhao Laosan, Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up suddenly, and she asked, "Has the family affair you told your brother settled?" ”

Zhao Ling shook his head, looked at her and stopped.

Mrs. Zhao sensed that something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "What about your brother?" He's been out for so long, and there's no news at all. Has he ever sent you a message or something about when he's going to be back? ”

Zhao Ling listened to Mrs. Zhao's cautious inquiry, and simply said it directly.

She looked at Mrs. Zhao and said, "The second sister-in-law and the eldest sister-in-law went to the town today, and they seemed to see the third brother, saying that they had been beaten......"

"Beaten?" Mrs. Zhao's eyes widened suddenly, and she stopped in disbelief.

Zhao Ling pursed his lips and was silent for a moment before saying, "They didn't see it too clearly, in fact, they weren't sure if it was the third brother or not." But I think that whether it is the third brother or not, we should prepare for the worst. ”

Zhao Ling looked at Mrs. Zhao, lowered her voice, and said in a somewhat dull tone: "Mother, I suspect that the third brother owes a high amount of gambling debts outside!" ”