Jin Liangyu

Chapter 75 Old man Zhou’s thoughts

Mrs. Wang was extremely angry when she saw her second son looking at her defensively, as if he were guarding against a thief.

"Am I that scary? Are you looking at me like that?" Wang came over and started to accuse.

Zhou Erlang didn't answer, found his brother in the crowd, said something to him, turned around and left with Dabao in his arms.

"You little brat, you, you really want to piss me off."

In front of so many people, Wang wanted to vomit her bitterness to win everyone's sympathy.

But here are all the villagers of Shangyang Village. In a word, everyone knows everyone! A three-and-a-half-year-old kid could tell you all about the bad things she did.

After seeing Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhou's good mood immediately changed.

But today was the completion of his eldest son's new home. He couldn't cause trouble for his eldest son, so he reached out and hugged Sanlang.

"Come, Saburo, let's see how beautiful your eldest brother's new house is."

"Ah, ah." Even though Saburo's voice sounded like a kitten's meow, Old Man Zhou didn't dislike it, but spoke to Saburo seriously. "When our Sanlang grows up, we will build a big yard like your elder brother."

"Isn't there a big yard here? San Lang doesn't have to work so hard." After Mrs. Zhou's words came out, the faces of Zhou Dalang and the Wang family turned dark.

Aunt Wang wanted to stab her, but at the critical moment, Aunt Wang still remembered her identity. She was just the mother-in-law-to-be, and she had no position to say some things.

Old man Zhou's hands were itchy again, but today was a good day for his eldest son. He couldn't help his son, but he couldn't cause trouble to his son, so he grabbed the old woman and asked her to go back with him.

Ms. Wang didn't want to go back. She wanted to live in this big courtyard, so she made an excuse and said, "Why go back? I haven't gone in to see this big house yet."

Hearing her shameless words, Old Man Zhou's face instantly darkened, and he hugged Saburo and walked back without saying a word.

Wang still wanted to find some reasons to stay here, but Old Man Zhou didn't want to give her a chance, and turned around with a trace of determination.

Seeing Old Man Zhou walking further and further away with Sanlang in his arms, Wang didn't dare to delay, so she followed him.

But she kept looking back, thinking about the scenery of the big yard.

Zhou Dalang just stood there, saying nothing and not moving.

It wasn't until he saw his mother turning into the village that his heart settled in his stomach. He was really afraid that his mother would stay here and not leave. He also regretted it now because the house was too big.

If he only built two adobe houses, his mother would no longer care about his house.

But the Tao family gave him money to build a house, and he always felt bad if he didn't use it.

Seeing the lack of excitement, the people in the village couldn't do anything, so they all left in despair.

Some of them didn't leave, they were still smiling, and they just meant to borrow money. They are all lions with their mouths open, and one mouth is worth ten taels of silver.

Aunt Wang who was listening was so angry that she wanted to take her daughter-in-law up to scratch her.

Sister-in-law Wang was also muttering beside her: "What the hell? Putting all their belongings together, they don't even have ten taels. How dare you say this?"

Old man Wang was still able to keep his composure and waved his hand to stop the family. "Let's not talk for now and let's see what Dalang says."

Zhou Dalang was not angry. He smiled and said as his brother taught him, "I don't have any money left."

"How come you don't have any money?" The man didn't believe it.

"I asked my second sibling's uncle to help me and bought a small shop in Fucheng for 280 taels."

"Then there are still twenty taels left."

"I also bought ten acres of wasteland and spent ten taels on it. The remaining land needs to be used for clearing up wasteland and for me to get married. I don't know if the remaining ten taels are enough."

When Aunt Wang saw those people walking away dejectedly, she burst into laughter and said, "Not to mention that our uncle's arrangements are quite good."

Hearing the praise from his mother-in-law-to-be, Zhou Dalang scratched his head in embarrassment and told the truth.

"It's all the help of the second brother. He told me that I can't keep these banknotes in my hands. Firstly, I'm afraid of stealing them, and secondly, I'm afraid that some shameless people will come to borrow them." "Erlang is right, you did a great job too." Okay. Otherwise, those few just now are not people who are going through life at all. If you really lend your money to them, you will be doing nothing good with your money."

"Thank you uncle for the compliment."

"When the land reclamation starts one day, just say something. My old man still has some strength, and I can help you with some of your brothers."

"Thank you, uncle. You have helped me a lot these days."

The old couple of the Wang family looked at each other and thought to themselves: Why is this boring gourd not boring anymore? He talks quite nicely.

Zhou Dalang is not stupid either. He can still coax his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

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Jin Liangyu didn't expect that his father and son would come back so soon.

"Ahhhh." Dabao asked his mother to hug him when he saw him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"As soon as the old lady showed up, Dabao stopped working and came back without making a fuss."

Jin Liangyu was speechless.

"She may be feeling unhappy. Our Dabao is twice as big as Saburo."

"Then she can't blame us. They have their own money, so they can spend money to buy whatever they need. Besides, the rice and noodles you send down the mountain these days, the fine grains in them are all for a few children, and Saburo also has a share. "

Zhou Zhoulang couldn't figure out why Sanlang was fed so thin.

"Ah ah ah" Dabao asked his father to take him out to play. There were birds flying and small fish swimming outside.

Dabao also likes his father to lift him up high and let him touch the green leaves on the tall trees.

Dabao prefers that his father takes him to play in the river and puts his little feet in the river. He likes it best.

"Ah ah ah" he wanted to go out.

"Take a nap first, then go play when you wake up."

After his mother said a word, Dabao grabbed his little pillow and lay down obediently.

Zhou Zuorang admired his wife for her ability to speak well, and both he and his son were obedient.

In the old courtyard of the Zhou family, it was so quiet that there seemed to be no one.

Old man Zhou sat on the threshold holding Sanlang in his arms without saying a word.

Mrs. Wang sat on the wooden pier opposite him and said nothing.

I don’t know how long it took, but Sanlang groaned and moved uneasily in Old Man Zhou’s arms. Old Man Zhou knew that Sanlang was hungry.

"Go and cook some white rice porridge for Sanlang. On such a hot day, just cook enough for Sanlang to eat for two meals. Don't cook too much."

Wang agreed, but grabbed an extra handful of rice. She glanced at her withered body and felt that if she ate more good food, she would have milk to feed Saburo.

Old man Zhou didn't know what she was thinking, so he was still coaxing Sanlang in a low voice.

"We, Sanlang, must eat more in the future, and we will be as fat as Dabao."

Thinking of his eldest grandson's tender, fat arms and legs, an idea suddenly came to Old Man Zhou's mind. If Sanlang is given to Erlang's wife, will he be like Dabao?

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