Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

"The child is gone, so don't be sad. Wait another two years and see. If Sanhe still can't get pregnant, let your husband divorce her and marry him another one who can give birth."

When Sun Tiesuo saw Zhou Xiufen sighing, he misunderstood what she meant.

I thought Jiang Sanhe’s child was not saved.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh! Don't talk nonsense, our grandson is doing fine, I'm just worried about the money. The doctor said that our daughter-in-law has to take medicine to preserve the pregnancy until the day of delivery. I spent two taels of silver at the clinic today! Alas, we only have two and a half taels left, how can it be enough.

It's not raining, and we're still planting brown rice this year. I'm afraid we won't be able to save any money. We should be thankful to have enough to eat. Old man, what do you think we should do?"

Zhou Xiufen looked at Sun Tiesuo with a worried look on her face.

"What else can we do? Money is not as important as our grandson. Let her drink first. My husband and I will think of a way to find some odd jobs in town to supplement our family income. If that doesn't work, we will have to sell the land to allow Sanhe to give birth to our grandson safely!

After a few years, when the situation improves, we can plant rice and slowly save money. Besides, we have three granddaughters. Zhaodi is already eight years old. After another six or seven years, she can be married off and exchanged for a dowry. It's okay, don't worry. Hurry up and cook the medicine and bring it in for Sanhe to drink. Grandchildren are the most important..."

The couple's voices.

The three sisters who had just returned home heard everything.

The eldest, Sun Zhaodi, carried a bamboo basket on her back, which was filled with wild vegetables.

The second child, Sun Laidi, was also carrying a bamboo basket filled with grass seeds for the chickens.

Even three-year-old Sun Simei's hands were covered in mud.

It’s obvious that she is helping her sister with the work.

She blinked her eyes, seemingly not understanding why her two sisters were standing there motionless in the yard.

But she didn't ask and just stood there silently with her two sisters.

"Come on, let's go feed the chickens."

After two or three minutes, Sun Zhaodi took her sisters to the backyard with a lost tone.

"Husband, I spent so much money today, will my mother scold me?"

In the bedroom, Jiang Sanhe held Mr. Sun's hand with an uneasy look.

Said softly.

"Don't think too much. You are pregnant now. You should lie down well. Mother won't blame you. As long as you give me a son, you will be a great contributor to our family. Money is nothing. You lie down. I will go to the kitchen to see if the medicine is ready. After you drink the medicine to stabilize the pregnancy, you can have a good sleep. Be good."

Three years, three full years.

The last time her husband was so gentle to her was when she was pregnant with their third daughter.

Jiang Sanhe couldn't help but shed tears.

But the corners of her mouth were raised high.

"Why are you crying, silly wife? Don't worry, as long as you give me a son, you will have the final say in the family except for me. I promise that I will not torture you anymore."

Mr. Sun chuckled, wiped the tears from Jiang Sanhe's eyes, and left the room.

But Jiang Sanhe's face on the bed changed drastically.

What do you mean?

It turns out that her husband has always known that her mother-in-law has been torturing her?

So he saw it all but never spoke up for her?

No wonder, even though the incident was such a big deal and her family came to help her seek justice, her husband acted as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Jiang Sanhe felt mixed emotions.

The night passed.

The sky was still dark blue.

Jiang Fubao was already in his aunt's arms and was heading towards the city.

Grandma followed beside uncle.

The pace is fast.

During dinner last night, Jiang Fubao insisted on going to town with grandma.

Her family has always spoiled her.

Naturally I agreed.

The four figures gradually walked away on the narrow path.

Jiang Dahao carried a bamboo basket on his back and Zhang Jinlan carried a bamboo basket, both of which were filled with eggs.

Jiang Fubao put it in the chicken coop last night.

Together with the leftovers, they were taken to the town to sell.

"Grandma, when we sell the eggs, should we go to the shop first or to my second brother first?"

Jiang Fubao put his arms around his aunt's neck.

He lowered his head and asked grandma.

"First, go to the shop. After you sell the eggs, go back. Then, after lunch, go to the school to find your second brother. What would you like to eat for lunch, Fubao?"

Zhang Jinlan was carrying a heavy bamboo basket, but she walked quite fast.

She speaks fluently.

Doesn't seem tired at all.

"Hmm... I want to eat wontons, grandma. Last time I went to town, I saw people selling wontons. What are wontons? Are they delicious?"

The original owner had never been to the town and naturally had never eaten wontons.

As soon as she said what she wanted to eat, Jiang Fubao reacted and tried to justify her words.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough.

Zhang Jinlan had no doubts.

"Grandma also ate it many years ago. It's okay. Since Fubao wants to eat it, let's go eat wontons at noon. Your uncle and aunt have big appetites, so they can each eat a bowl. Grandma has a small appetite, so she can share a bowl with Fubao, okay?"

Zhang Jinlan raised her head and smiled at her granddaughter.

"it is good--"

"Mom, I don't like wontons. Just buy me some coarse flour buns for lunch."

Jiang Fubao's voice came out together with Jiang Dahe's.

"Okay, the family has enough money for a bowl of wontons, so we'll have wontons for lunch. Let's go quickly and go to town early to sell all the eggs. We still have to go check on the shops."

After Zhang Jinlan finished speaking, she quickened her pace.

She knew it all.

My eldest son has been used to living a hard life.

Reluctant to spend money.

Who doesn’t like meat wontons but instead likes to eat coarse flour buns that irritate the throat? Unless that person is a big fool.

When the sun climbed above the treetops.

The four of them just arrived at the city gate.

After queuing up to enter the city, they went straight to Caishi Street to set up stalls.

Because of old customers.

In less than quarter of an hour, all the eggs were sold out.

Zhang Jinlan collected the money, took her granddaughter's hand, and walked towards Wanlu Street.

Jiang Dahe carried a bamboo basket on his back, and Zhu Yingqiu followed behind with an empty bamboo basket.

Wanlu Street used to be a place for renting horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carts. As it gradually developed, there were several inns and footpaths, as well as many stalls selling livestock and recruiting casual workers.

The last time Zhang Jinlan carried a corpse, she went to a coffin shop on Wanlu Street. It was a mixed bag of people and could be considered a slum in the city. Pawnbrokers also opened their shops here.

The four of them stopped at the gate of Baicai Dental Clinic.

"Hey, welcome guests, are you looking to buy or sell?"

Except for Jiang Fubao who was wearing new clothes, the linen clothes worn by Zhang Jinlan and Jiang Dahao were all covered with dozens of patches.

Even though they are wearing tattered clothes, in the eyes of the Kongya people, they are important customers.

Maybe they are here to sell houses or land in the village.

Therefore, the attitude of the Kongya people is extremely good.

He welcomed the four members of the Jiang family in.

"I want to rent a shop, preferably one with a yard. The shop doesn't have to be too big, just enough to put three or four tables."

Zhang Jinlan has decided to sell mung bean soup.

This stuff is drunk quickly, so there is no need to set up so many tables.