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

Father Lu laughed, and seeing Mother Lu's fists about to fight, he gradually restrained them and said, "If Qingyun still refuses to get close to his mother, then just treat it as the last time they meet."

Mother Lu looked at Father Lu and waited for a moment, but when he didn't say anything, she nodded her chin and said, "Alright, you still haven't explained clearly. I won't ask any more questions. Just go, but there's one thing: you have to go and come back the same day."

After hearing what Mother Lu said, Father Lu's eyebrows curved and he said happily, "Hey!"

In Yangshu Town, Lu Yi was strolling around the market, preparing to have breakfast first. She was hesitating whether to eat noodles or buns when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She walked towards the noodle shop on the left.

"Sister Liu, aren't you recruiting people? Why are they all good, but you refuse to recruit me? If you don't explain clearly, I won't leave today!"

Liu slammed the dough in her hands onto the chopping board and glanced at the troublemaker with a stern expression. "Zhang Cuifen, I have my reasons for not hiring anyone. Look at your hands. How long has that black mud been accumulating there? Have you washed it clean?"

"That's not black mud! I..."

"I run a noodle shop, and I make white flour, not black mud balls! If you make trouble again, I'll throw you out."

It was obvious that what Liu said was not a joke. She dealt with hundreds of kilograms of dough all year round, so mentioning Zhang was no problem for her.

Zhang Cuifen looked at her plump body, swallowed, and got up from the ground. Her tone was filled with pleading, "Sister Liu, I'm really not here to cause trouble. I have to go out and find a job at my age because I have no choice. Sister Liu, you have a daughter-in-law, right? Hey, let's put ourselves in my shoes. Can you please have pity on me and give me a way to make money?"

Sister Liu's expression was touched, but when she saw the black mud that could not be washed off between her fingernails, she became determined again.

"No, if you don't leave, I'll chase you away with a rolling pin."

"Just go if you want to. With such a cruel boss like you, your noodle shop will go bankrupt sooner or later!" Zhang Cuifen walked out while concentrating on scolding Liu. She didn't even recognize Lu Yi when she passed by him.

"Boss, give me a bowl of pork offal noodles." Lu Yi took out ten copper coins and placed them on the corner of the table.

"Here they come." After watering the pig offal, Liu called the waiter to go upstairs.

A voice rang out, "Is your father okay?"

Lu Yi picked up the steaming noodles and looked up at the woman. The noodle shop owner?

Liu wiped her hands on her apron and smiled gently. "My husband's surname is Zhang. He's your Uncle Zhang. Do you remember him?"

Lu Yi's confused eyes brightened up and he smiled, "Aunt Liu? I didn't recognize her."

"Haha, running a noodle shop is tiring. I've gained a lot of weight myself, and I'm not the same as before. Go ahead and eat. This bowl of noodles is Aunt Liu's treat. It's free. I'm going to get busy now."

Lu Yi ate the soft and tender pork offal. She liked the feeling of stewing it. The unique flavor of the pork offal mixed with the white flour slid smoothly in her mouth.

After emptying the bowl of noodles, Lu Yi wiped his mouth, walked up to Liu and handed her the silver ball.

"I told you I don't charge you any money, why are you being so polite?" Liu was startled and quickly pushed him away with her wrist.

Lu Yi said, "I don't charge for the noodles, but I think Aunt Liu's cooking is really good. Aunt Liu, please help me pack up this pot of pork offal. I also want some noodles."

Liu paused in her pushing, and when she looked at Lu Yi again, she truly had a lot more affection for him. She hurriedly started packing, "By the way, Old Zhang mentioned a while ago that the lease on the house your father rented is about to expire. Do you think you should renew the lease or pay off the deposit?"

She looked at Lu Yi's expression and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Look at me, I must have paid off the deposit, right? Wait a moment, I have to go to that house and get the deposit that family gave me, so that I can return your deposit."

"Just keep an eye on the noodle shop for me. If anything goes wrong, don't blame me for deducting your money!"

As Liu was speaking, she washed the flour off her hands, took off her apron and was about to go out. When she saw Lu Yi following her, she was startled and asked, "Why don't you sit over there and rest for a while?"

"Aunt Liu's cooking is so good. I'm feeling full, so I'll go over and help digest the food." Lu Yi added, "I won't go in when I get to the door, to avoid causing a commotion."

Liu said, "I understand, I understand." "Don't worry, Auntie won't mention you."

Before entering the house, Liu turned around and gave Lu Yi a reassuring look, and then entered the Du family under Zhang Cuifen's warm hospitality.

Lu Yi sighed lightly, leaned against the tree, holding the red envelope in his hand.

The sound of an argument came from the door. Lu Yi originally thought that Aunt Liu and Zhang Cuifen were arguing about the deposit, but after listening carefully for a few sentences, he realized that it was Du Wendong and his second wife arguing.

Wang Honggui's voice was steady, suppressing Du Wendong's. She shouted at the top of her lungs, "You're reading behind my back again. Didn't I tell you to work more when you have time? Other men are the pillars of the family, but you, on the other hand, eat and drink my food, earning nothing back, and you don't even smile when you see me."

A helpless male voice sounded, "...I don't like laughing all day long."

"Honggui, believe me, as long as I study hard, I will definitely be on the list one day. I swear to you."

"You're bragging! I believed your lies before, and all the money I spent on registration is gone. How could I marry a useless thing like you?"

Du Wendong's voice, suppressing his anger, continued to ring out, and Lu Yi happily continued to listen to the fun.

"If you don't let me take the imperial examination, I'll be full of talent but nowhere to use it, so it will naturally seem useless. Besides, no one can pass the exam easily. Naturally, I need to try a few more times."

"Oh, you need a few more attempts. Who's going to pay for it? Where's the money coming from? It's all from my family! You're dreaming. Give me the book, give it to me!! I'll just give it away and you can forget about reading it. Didn't I let you take the test once last year? And you want me to repeat it again?"

"If you can't pass the exam, don't try. It's a waste of money. What you need to do now is go out and work. You can earn money and exercise your useless body. Let me get pregnant, which is the most important thing."

Du Wendong's voice was no longer heard.

"Come on, you look so dejected, just like your damn mother. It's annoying to see you. Get out of here. If you don't bring the money back today, I'll scratch your face!"

Lu Yi, leaning against a tree, raised an eyebrow as she listened. She had suspected the Du family's life might be more worldly, but she hadn't expected it to be filled with such fury instead of smoke. After sighing, she peeked out from behind the tree. Du Wendong, with his eyes drooping, had just left the house and was gone.

Turning his head slightly, the figure of a little boy carrying a basket on his back caught Lu Yi's eyes from a distance. He walked step by step with difficulty. Lu Yi glanced at the red envelope in his hand and stood there without moving.