Chapter 161: Don't Have a Mind

The wife of the Wang family rolled up her sleeves, turned to look at Lin Xia's sister and brother, and said hatefully: "Yang Shuang will die in prison if she can't wait to be beheaded, I am unwilling." The money I spent was all in vain, should Mrs. Zhao compensate me for some? ”

Zhao Hong glanced at the Wang family's wife noncommittally, threw five taels of silver in front of her, and said expressionlessly: "Don't think that this is a reason to blackmail me, since I dare to do it, then I will ensure that no one can find out." Even if I want to make a move on you, you've been dead for an unknown number of times. As for the siblings, I was merciful in sparing them alive, and it was very simple to want them to die. ”

The Wang family's wife stiffened, knowing that what Zhao Hong said was the truth, although she was unwilling to take five taels of silver, she also understood that this was Zhao Hong's bottom line.

"I don't know you in the future, if the two little cubs run to you for revenge, it doesn't matter to me, you can do whatever you want, and you don't need to be notified by anyone." The wife of the Wang family grabbed the silver, left such a sentence and got up to leave.

Zhao Hong looked up, just met Lin Qiu's resentful eyes, and waved his hand at him in a good mood.

This pair of sisters and brothers really have the ability to come to revenge themselves, but Zhao Hong looks down on them.

It's a pity that Lin De and Yang Shuang's upbringing is too successful, and Lin Xia's sister and brother hate Zhao Hong because she ruined their good life, not because they felt sorry for their father.

After staying at Shen's house for two days and determining the sales of health tea, Zhao Hong took Shen Nanxing back to the village, not knowing that someone was monitoring her in the shadows.

And Zhao Hong's health tea was also bought and sent to Fucheng, obviously to see how effective these things were.

However, it was said that after Zhao Hong went home, there were a few small sounds of reading from the original hall, and Mr. Han really did not slack off due to illness.

However, after Zhao Lingxiu saw Zhao Hong, she said a series of words.

The approximate meaning is: one, Lin Quan came, and after testing that he couldn't get the prescription, he left. Second, a merchant came to the village, and he was inquiring about their family.

Third, Zhou Yang went home, the Zhou family was very sad, and Zhou's mother almost lost her anger, but she still asked Shen Ji's Lang Zhong to cure her, and she was empty these days.

Zhao Hong didn't expect Zhou Xinghua to take Zhou Yang back so early, at least she should wait for Zhou Yang's face to be better.

"In the past few days when Zhou Yang went back, did you still send sick meals every day?" Zhao Hong was silent for a moment, then looked at Zhao Lingxiu and asked.

"Well, it's the same as before. Aunt Zhou asked me not to bother, saying that Zhou Yang would eat the same thing as her grandmother, but I remembered that my mother said that Zhou Yang's recipe was conducive to her wound recovery, especially the daily medicine I boiled in the tank of water designated by my mother. Zhao Lingxiu said busily.

Zhao Hong nodded, as long as Zhou Yang's daily medicine and diet did not change, otherwise she would not dare to guarantee that Zhou Yang would be able to restore ninety percent of his appearance.

Just went home, Zhao Hong rested for a while, went to check the pulse of a few injured patients in the Zhou family, and after making sure that they were fine, he repeatedly told them not to eat indiscriminately, and then went home to see Mr. Han.

Suddenly it was autumn, thinking that Mr. Han's injury had not healed, so when he went to the ready-to-wear store to buy clothes, he bought a cotton cloak for Mr. Han by the way. I will deduct this money from a few small pocket money, so they are filial to Mr. Zhao Hong put the cotton cloak on the kang and cut off a few small pocket money with a word.

Fortunately, a few of them are sensible, and none of them are dissatisfied.

After checking Mr. Han's pulse, Zhao Hongcai continued: "There are ten days before the autumn harvest, and Mr. Han's body and bones should be very good, just to be able to take these leather monkeys to experience the difficulties of farmers." ”

"That's very good." Mr. Han was very concerned about this matter, looking at a few little disciples who were carved in pink and jade, Mr. Han smiled heartily: "As long as Mrs. Zhao is not distressed, although I have never been in the field, I also know that it is not easy for farmers, I am afraid that my disciples will change." ”

Zhao Hong suddenly wanted to change his mind, just thinking about a few small ones turning into black charcoal, he felt awkward.

However, Zhao Hong doesn't want to pamper children, Shen Nanxing can be an exception, but the remaining three are children in the countryside, and they can't be separated.

Different from Zhao Hong's entanglement, a few small ones had already gathered together and began to discuss the plan for the autumn harvest.

Zhao Hong's field was handed over to the clan for planting, and the family's vegetable garden was turned too late, so he could only harvest a wave of autumn vegetables, but he had to catch it before it froze.

So now if you want to do farm work, you have to help other people's families, which is a big project.

"Grandma, did my aunt tell you? The workshop has already started, and it is a temporary decision made by the patriarch, as if he is afraid that the autumn harvest will delay the money. Zhao Yining suddenly asked.

"......" I really don't know.

Zhao Lingxiu, who was hiding in the house to make skin care cream, suddenly slapped his head and said with annoyance: "I forgot about the big thing, the workshop opened, but my mother didn't know that this time it was going to be cleaned up." ”

The Zhou family next door, because Zhou Xinghua was in the workshop, the Zhou family only cared about the body of the family, and they didn't even say anything.

"The patriarch made such a decision suddenly, your mother can come back in time, but Zhao Hong doesn't know Xin'er, and he doesn't know what the old guy thinks! When your mother comes back, remember to tell her, you have to explain this matter to Zhao Hong alone, don't affect the relationship between the two families. Zhou's mother told Zhou Yang.

"Got it, grandma." Zhou Yang responded and helped Zhou's mother, who was not in good spirits, to lie down.

But Zhao Hong, who said that he got the news, left this matter behind him after a little hesitation.

When the workshop was first built, Zhao Hong arranged all the errands, so naturally he shouldn't interfere too much.

But whether the patriarch made this decision with a deep meaning, or simply wanted to rush to work, it was worth thinking about by Zhao Hong.

Seeing the subtle changes in Zhao Hong's expression, Mr. Han didn't say anything, he was just an outsider and couldn't interfere in other people's private affairs.

I don't know that everyone in the village is busy, so no one knows about Zhao Hong's return, or it is deliberate.

That night, except for Zhou Xinghua, who came to talk to Zhao Hong, no one came to explain to Zhao Hong.

Early the next morning, the Shen family came to Zhao Hong in a hurry, and took two pieces of finished soap from the workshop, and said with great interest: "Zhao Hong, take a look, can you use this batch made in the workshop?" If the workshop is not opened, we want to hand over so many goods, and it really can't be done with fewer people. ”

Zhao Hong carefully looked at the soap, the workmanship was a little rough, but the quality was passable.

"Not bad." Zhao Hong asked how much soap the workshop could make every day, and Shen replied quickly.

The two talked for a long time, and Shen explained everything about the workshop clearly, and when she left, she remembered what Zhao Fugui had told her, and her smile suddenly stiffened.

"Sister-in-law still has something to do?" Zhao Hong asked with a smile, not seeing if she was the slightest bit unhappy, as gentle as before.

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