Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

The door was opened by a child, who took a look and quickly turned sideways to let her in. It was obvious that he knew Lu Yi.

Deng, who was busy washing clothes, saw who was coming and felt both happy and worried.

With a conflicted expression, she casually wiped her wet hands on the apron, stood up and walked over to greet them.

Lu Yi put down the wooden basin, fumbled in his purse, and said, “These clothes need to be washed. How many do you think are needed?”

The original owner came here often. Mrs. Deng was diligent and simple. She washed the clothes she sent to her quickly and cleanly every time and didn't charge much.

But Zhang Cuifen happened to see them one time, and because of that, the original owner could only pretend to do things at home. From then on, whenever she brought the whole family's clothes over, she had to do it secretly. Deng, who was paid to do the job, had to do it secretly too, even when washing the original owner's clothes.

Anyone else would have turned down the original owner's offer, but not Deng. Her husband had died young, her mother-in-law was seriously ill, and the family depended on this offer for a living. So much so that after that, whenever Deng saw the original owner, she would feel a mixture of joy and sorrow... but she had to accept it.

"Four cents." This time there were fewer clothes than usual. Deng rummaged through the clothes and said.

Finally, feeling that she was too cold and worried that Lu Yixia would not come back, Deng stammered a few more words: "I use soapberry, put... Don't worry, I will wash it clean for you, and I won't... let your mother-in-law see it when I send it over."

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, thinking that it was okay to see it, it would be a good opportunity to add some fun to the boring life.

She counted out four copper coins and handed them to Deng's pale and wrinkled palm, who put them carefully into her pocket.

The scene was quiet. Mrs. Deng didn't say anything to see the guest off, and the child was quietly poking in the mud beside them. As they looked at each other, a wave of embarrassment spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads... Did the original owner leave directly after giving the money?

Lu Yi was thinking in his heart when the closed door was pushed open by someone.

"I knew you were here right away. Go home quickly and take a look. The old woman from the Wang family brought her grandson to your house and caused a commotion." The woman who spoke covered her mouth and laughed, looking like she was not afraid of any trouble.

"Other families find sons-in-law whose parents are as obedient as quails. Why did your father find you such a family that has no idea of ​​their own worth?"

This person was one of the loudspeakers that day. Lu Yi thought about it and said seriously, "Actually, my father thought his daughter was a bit of a hot-tempered girl and was worried that my life would be too boring, so he carefully selected this family for me."

After Lu Yi finished telling the joke, he slowly walked home.

The smile on the woman's lips froze slightly. She had a hot temper... Was it her?

Before Lu Yi even walked into the house, he heard several noisy voices overlapping each other inside.

"Look, open your eyes and take a good look. Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you close them. Look how your grandson scratched my Dazhu! Zhang Cuifen, you must give me an explanation today!"

The old woman from the Wang family lifted Dazhu's arm and told him to take a step forward. She wished she could pry open Zhang Cuifen's eyelids so that she could see clearly the bright red scratch from the nail!

"What are you saying? Did you see it was my grandson who scratched your Dazhu? Don't just open your mouth and spit shit out nonsense, you..."

Zhang Cuifen held Du Qingyun behind her, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pointed at Lu Yi standing at the door and said:

"My grandson's mother is standing over there, go find her!"

Lu Yi was stared at by several people. She calmly changed her leg to stand and asked, "What's the matter?"

Since he trusted her so much, she didn't mind stirring up trouble.

The old woman from the Wang family came over, carrying Dazhu, and repeated what she had said before concluding, "Du Qingyun is responsible for my Dazhu's injuries. He must pay compensation, two taels of silver!"

"Two taels of silver?! What the hell do you want!" Zhang Cuifen cursed in a broken voice.

Two taels of silver is a lot of money for them.

"You must pay two taels of silver, not a penny less!"

The old woman from the Wang family turned her head and looked at Lu Yi, who took a deep breath. Her expression looked particularly serious. It was not because Lu Yi was more aggressive and difficult to deal with than Zhang Cuifen, but because she was too serious.

Lu Yi met the eyes of the mother-in-law of the Wang family. While he felt it was funny, he also understood why she was so cautious.

In the past, Du Qingyun had gotten into trouble like this many times. Every time, the original owner would pay the other party compensation from her own pocket, but she would definitely ask for the truth of the matter and verify it back and forth, for fear of wrongly accusing her son. She was very serious about every word she said, and the people who came to ask for money had a shadow in their hearts. If they didn't go back and forth for several hours, they would not get the money.

As a frequent visitor, the shadow cast by the Wang family's mother-in-law was particularly heavy. However, this time, she did not exaggerate her grandson's injuries at all; it was entirely Du Qingyun's fault.

Thinking of this, the mother-in-law of the Wang family straightened her chest and looked more confident. She held up two fingers firmly and said, "Two taels of silver, not a penny less! This injury was caused by your son."

The old woman from the Wang family kept chattering, frantically proving herself, "If you don't believe me..."

"Okay, let Zhang Cuifen pay."

"what?!"

The old woman from the Wang family paused, somewhat unable to believe it. She had never thought that she could really get two taels in compensation!

But no matter what, there is hope of getting two taels of silver!

The old woman from the Wang family walked back excitedly, carrying Dazhu, and stretched out her hand to make a two-digit gesture: "Did you hear me? Take the money, two taels of silver!"

"What two taels of silver? No, I don't have that much money. You think about it!" Zhang Cuifen refused frantically, not even caring about the slurred sound in her words. She glared at Lu Yi fiercely while speaking!

Does this Lu know what he is talking about?

"Your grandson's mother has agreed to pay the compensation!" After hearing this, the old woman from the Wang family spoke very slowly, trying to pronounce her words clearly.

"Go find whoever promised you that." Zhang Cuifen turned her head.

The old woman from the Wang family frowned as if she was standing on a hill. She looked at Lu Yi who was leaning against the door, holding onto the pillar tightly, and was about to take a step.

Lu Yi stretched out his hand in time and said gently: "Don't come over yet." Look at the poor child, being carried back and forth in his nanny's arms is as tiring as running 800 meters.

Lu Yi finished laughing in his heart, pointed in that direction, and continued: "I agree to pay compensation, but my money is in her hands. If she is unwilling to give the two taels of silver, let me give you an idea."

She was talking nonsense about having no money. Although Zhang Cuifen received money from the original owner every month, that was for the official household expenses and was decided long ago.

This deserves praise. Although the original owner was gentle, she still kept plenty of private money for herself.

"What idea?" asked the old woman from the Wang family. Zhang Cuifen also became nervous. Could it be that Lu Yi saw where she hid the money?