Chapter 21: Anger

"Uncle Li, many friends and many roads."

She didn't want to explain too much, and from Xu Da's posture of buying her seafood, she could see that his personality was as open-minded as his name.

Isn't it something that a social cow should do to make a few capable friends when you are a newcomer?

The rest of the seafood was quickly sold, and it was sold for more than ten yuan in total, and she was still very satisfied with the price at this time.

Uncle Li's seafood also sold quickly.

The two packed up their things, and she wanted to take Lu Jiaming to the hospital to check her eyes, so she asked Uncle Li to help her take the flat pole and basket to the dock.

"You two hurry up and sell these conches."

Seeing that Song Wenjun was leaving, Wang Cui'e hurriedly explained to her son and daughter-in-law.

"Mom, why are you going?"

"Why do you ask so much?"

Tucking the money she had just earned into the waistband of her pants, Wang Cui'e followed closely behind Song Wenjun.

When they walked away, Zhao Yuqin angrily walked to the side and sat down.

"Your mother is a god all day long, and she doesn't do anything serious."

"What's wrong? My mom offended you again? ”

"What do you say?"

"Still angry about eating chicken?"

Zhao Yuqin turned her face away and didn't want to deal with him.

Lu Zhiqiang came over to coax her, "Anyway, Mom is gone, you can take the money from the sale for a while, and don't give it to Mom." ”

"Easy to say, your mother still can't ride on me and scratch me to death?"

"No, our mother is reasonable, you gave birth to a son to the Lu family, you have merit."

"Phew!" It's going to be a trick.

"Did you notice that Dad's cigarettes are very expensive lately?" sulking for a while, Zhao Yuqin said suddenly.

Lu Zhiqiang doesn't know how to smoke and doesn't know the price of cigarettes.

He was surprised, "How do you know it's expensive?" ”

Zhao Yuqin's face was scornful.

A few days ago, when she went back to her parents' house, she was shy in her pocket, and Wang Cui'e didn't give her money to buy things, so she stole two Lu Youshan cigarettes.

The mother's brother said that a box at the front door cost three cents and five cents, and asked her where she got the good cigarettes, why didn't she get some more.

So Zhao Yuqin kept it in her heart, the centimeters that their young couple earned in the production team and the money from selling seafood were all in the hands of her in-laws.

She thinks that Lu Youshan is carrying the hard-earned money earned by the two of them behind their backs.

"Can't you? Can Dad smoke such an expensive cigarette? ”

"Humph! If you're stupid, you know how to work all day long, and you don't even know if you're sold by your parents. ”

was scolded, Lu Zhiqiang didn't dare to say anything, and said for a while, "Dad is old, just smoke, let him smoke hard, how many years can he smoke?" ”

"Fart! Your three children are getting older day by day, which one doesn't need money? Can you die if you don't smoke? What kind of bullshit are you talking about? ”

"Why are you in a hurry again? That box of cigarettes may have been given to our dad by someone else. ”

Zhao Yuqin didn't believe what her husband said at all, before her sister-in-law Lu Chunjuan got married, she was bumped into stealing pastries and sugar cubes several times.

The two older daughters asked her, but she didn't give it to her, and she scowled them with her fists.

"You are their son, and you are the one who will provide for them in the future, and you will not spend the money on you, do you still think your parents are good?"

The more I think about it, the more angry I become, the conch is not for sale, and whoever likes to sell it will sell it.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that she threw the stall to herself, Lu Zhiqiang hurriedly asked.

"I finally came to the county seat, and I was not allowed to go shopping?"

She had a few cents in her hand and promised to buy candy for her two daughters, so she went to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Seeing the women in the county wearing good-looking clothes, and then looking at the white gown that she had worn for several years, Zhao Yuqin lowered her head with low self-esteem.

The old woman is an iron rooster, and when Song Wenjun beat her, Zhao Yuqin was very happy in her heart.

Old beggar, it's better to be dead.

Cursing her mother-in-law in her heart, her eyes flickered casually, Zhao Yuqin quickly hid behind the wall in fright, her eyes widened in disbelief.

She seemed to see her husband Lu Youshan, and there was another person who was the old branch secretary, where they went in...... It's a post office, right?