After dressing as a widow, I committed a crime

Chapter 7

"Three taels of silver, all spent?!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang's tone suddenly rose, and Su Xiaoyue couldn't help frowning in the piercing voice: "You old man knows the prices better than I do. If you don't believe me, count them yourself!"

"You goddamned prodigal bitch, three taels of silver, how dare you spend all three taels of silver without my permission!"

Mrs. Zhang hugged the rice, flour, grain and oil that Su Xiaoyue brought back, while cursing unceasingly: "I think your courage is getting bigger and bigger, you little whore who wants to die, you don't know how to be frugal, and you will starve to death sooner or later." You know you regret it!"

He came back excitedly, but he didn't expect that instead of being praised, he would be scolded face to face, which would make anyone feel bad, let alone Su Xiaoyue?
"You old man thinks it's a waste, so don't eat this rice, flour, grain and oil!"

Su Xiaoyue sneered, and retorted unceremoniously: "I have made it clear that I earned the money back, so I have the right to dispose of it! Besides, money can be earned if you can spend it. If you really don't like it, I will You can leave without hindering your old man's eyes!"

"Sister-in-law is back!"

Hearing that the two outside were confronting Maimang again, Lu Ziming hurried out dragging his weak body, and said to Su Xiaoyue with a smile: "Sister-in-law said, the money is earned by sister-in-law, so of course sister-in-law has the right to dispose of it! Rice is so fragrant, it must be delicious, I haven't eaten such fragrant rice for a long time..."

Lu Ziming looked at Mrs. Zhang pleadingly, Mrs. Zhang snorted coldly, picked up the rice, noodles, grains and oil and went into the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, mother was just short of breath just now, you..."

As soon as Lu Ziming muttered, Su Xiaoyue sighed and rubbed between her brows wearily: "Okay, I get it, I won't be as knowledgeable as her... By the way, how do you feel right now?"

"Thank you sister-in-law for your concern, I'm much better now..."

Lu Ziming glanced at Su Xiaoyue gratefully, then made a deep bow, and said solemnly: "If it wasn't for my sister-in-law yesterday, I'm afraid I would have to confess on the mountain. Ziming will never forget the life-saving grace of my sister-in-law!"

"Oh," Su Xiaoyue waved her hands indifferently, "Didn't you say that we are a family? A family does not speak of two different languages. It is really lucky that we escaped from Shekou yesterday..."

By the way, the topic was brought elsewhere, and a conflict was put aside for the time being.

The family finally had a full meal. Although Zhang's nose was still not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes when eating, he didn't sneer at Su Xiaoyue because he ate an extra mouthful of rice.

After a few days of peace, Lu Ziming's body gradually recovered, and Su Xiaoyue's mood also relaxed.

After breakfast that day, Mrs. Zhang put a basket in front of Su Xiaoyue, and commanded arrogantly: "This is the embroidery that shopkeeper Liu of the Jinyi Pavilion in the town wants. You can quickly deliver it to someone in a while!"

After a pause, he added in a threatening tone: "If you dare to spend money recklessly this time, be careful with your skin!"

"Oh."

Su Xiaoyue curled her lips, and responded casually, and looked down at the embroidery in the basket, unexpectedly, she admired Zhang's embroidery skills from the bottom of her heart.

I thought Mrs. Zhang was a vulgar country old lady who could only swear, but I didn't expect her embroidery skills to be so outstanding. The flowers, birds, fish and insects on the handkerchief were lifelike, which was not much worse than the machines of later generations.

(End of this chapter)