Moreover, I have never learned how to make calculations. I cannot be proud if my calculations are successful, and I cannot take the blame if my calculations fail.

This is not as good as the second child.

At this moment, Yan Fugui missed his second son. At least the money he sent back was real money.

"What to do? Let's figure it out!"

Yan Fugui was too lazy to enter the house, so he took out his fishing rod from the corner, stopped riding his bicycle, and walked out of the alley.

"Master, someone will be here soon, why are you going?"

Yan Fugui stopped, thinking over and over in his mind, then sighed and put the fishing rod back to its place.

"I'll make some soy sauce!"

Saying that, he left the front yard gate.

Intermediate Court.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the chair, looking at the hair in her hands, her triangular eyes dull.

Since the Chinese New Year, my headaches have gotten worse and worse, and the hair on my head has fallen out.

Especially on the top of her head, there was originally a piece missing. Fortunately, her hair was long and she could cover it up, but now it has started to fall out all around, making it difficult for her to even cover it up.

Normally, I take good care of my hair. I rarely use the comb now for fear of catching a bunch of hair.

Thinking about what I am like now, if I go out, I will be laughed at.

But how long can you stay at home?

Looking up at home, Qin Huairu's home has been deserted since she married Shazhu. In the past, when Bangge was around, there were more or less people talking to her.

But now, Xiao Danghuaihua is living in her aunt's house. When we see her on weekdays, she just calls her "grandma" and runs away, not taking her seriously at all.

If her surname hadn't been Jia, she would have thought she didn't have these two children.

Even so, this gap made her feel very uncomfortable.

Especially Silhu's original promise to give her three yuan of pension money every month. This has been delayed for half a year, and she hasn't seen a penny.

She went to ask for the money, but Silly Zhu said she didn't have it and asked her to ask Qin Huairu for it.

But when she asked Qin Huairu for it, Qin Huairu said that she would come here every month to eat or something, and three yuan was not enough. If it weren't for the sake of her previous kindness, she would still get it.

This made her angry, and she asked for money just to buy painkillers.

But now it's fine. What we said before will no longer count at this point, right?

The food is not delicious either. Every time the lunch box that Silly Zhu steals back, she gets only a little oil and water, and even only a small piece of fat. Is it enough for her to eat?

Also, in addition to steamed buns, Dunton also has corn pancakes.

Even the steamed buns with noodles are not given.

This day was too uncomfortable.

However, even though she was feeling uncomfortable, she didn’t dare to say anything more!

Nothing else, offending Qin Huairu is equivalent to offending Shazhu and offending Aunta.

How will I eat in the future?

You know, she has a rural household registration and has not established a food supply system.

Just as I was feeling sorry for myself, I heard the sound of a cock crowing in my ears.

Jia Zhang immediately leaned against the window and saw Yang Xiaotao driving in with a car with a big rooster and pork ribs hanging on the car.

Involuntarily, my stomach growled, and my mouth began to growl, looking for the taste of meat.

Seeing this, I felt sour in my heart, and the beauty of the past emerged in my mind.

The past events are still vivid in my mind.

That year, their family bought a sewing machine, and the whole alley was envious of her, praising her for marrying a capable man.

That year, Dongxu married Qin Huairu, had a child, and their Jia family blossomed.

those years.

There is someone to take care of the children, no need to cook or do any work, and you can still enjoy the filial piety of your son and daughter-in-law, and you can still get five yuan of pension money every month.

Coupled with the care of the master in the courtyard, he is also a well-known figure in the courtyard.

In those days, she was no different from the landowners and old ladies in the past.

At that time, their family could also eat meat.

But now...

Seeing Yang Xiaotao return home, Jia Zhang felt heartbroken.

How long has it been since she had chicken?

When did she end up like this?

Looking at the reflection on the window glass, Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't help feeling sad. She pressed her face against the cold glass, tears streaming down her face, mixing the ash on the glass together, leaving traces of turbidity.

"Lao Jia, Dongxu! Where are you!"

"My life is so miserable now! If you leave, no one will care about me as an old woman!"

"Old Jia, Dongxu! I have nothing now, everything is gone..."

More and more tears were streaming down his face, and his voice became shrill.

"Old Jia! I'm sorry for you. I didn't protect this family!"

"Lao Jia, Dongxu, our family..."

"We, this family..."
Chapter completed!