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

"I made noodles for you and added canned meat. Do you want to eat now?" Jiang Erzhu stretched out his arm with difficulty and pointed in the direction of the main hall.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, turned and went into the main room to have breakfast.

She looked down and saw that this bowl was the wooden bowl in her room. She had to wash it and take it back after eating.

Lu Yi ate with relish, but Old Man Jiang kept glancing at her bowl while he ate his noodles. "Second brother's wife, I've never seen this bowl of yours in the utility room."

"This is my dowry, made by my father himself."

Old Man Jiang was speechless, sighed and continued to eat from his broken bowl. He looked up and found that Jiang Erzhu was being pushed into the main hall by Old Lady Jiang.

He knocked on the edge of the bowl and said, "Old woman, please stop and eat your bowl of noodles. These noodles are so white. Let Erzhu rest for a while. You have been talking to him since early morning."

"Haha, I'm so happy!"

Mrs. Jiang changed her usual depressed look and her eyes were full of joy. "That's good now. Erzhu is back. Our family's problems will be solved immediately. Hahahaha."

Jiang Erzhu's eyes darkened and he didn't say anything.

Old Man Jiang saw it and rolled his eyes. "Eat first, and we'll talk after dinner."

The fragrant aroma of noodles spread, and the doors of Jiang Dazhu and Jiang Sanzhu were quietly opened a crack.

Jiang Sanzhu was the first to go out. "Second brother is back! The food is so good today!"

Jiang Sanzhu excitedly wanted to pick up the chopsticks, but when he looked at the table, he saw only three bowls of noodles, and his face became embarrassed.

"Sanzhu, I didn't bring much white noodles, and there were very few canned pork, so I only gave some to my parents and my wife. I didn't even eat it myself. Please don't mind." Jiang Erzhu said.

"...Why should I mind? I can't afford to buy noodles, so I can't blame others if I can't eat them." Jiang Sanzhu smiled and went back into the house and closed the door.

As for Jiang Dazhui and his wife, they eavesdropped through the door and never came out from beginning to end.

Old Mrs. Jiang watched Jiang Sanzhu slam the door shut and pointed at Jiang Erzhu with her chopsticks, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your eldest brother's family is fine, but why can't you even eat Sanzhu's bowl? He's your own brother, you..."

"Ahem!" Old Man Jiang seemed to be choking on his noodles. "Old woman, go get me a glass of water."

After eating the noodles, Old Man Jiang stopped Old Lady Jiang who was eager to continue complaining and glanced at Lu Yi. "Second daughter-in-law, we have something to discuss. You should go back to your room and rest first."

He knew very well that it would not be good if the second son's wife heard what the old woman was about to say.

Lu Yi was about to stand up, but was stopped by Jiang Erzhu the next second.

"Dad, my wife is not an outsider. Just tell me what you want to say." After Jiang Erzhu finished speaking, he gave Lu Yi an encouraging and comforting look.

Lu Yi raised the corners of his mouth and tried to smile slightly.

It’s really unnecessary!

It all comes down to the same thing. No matter how much knowledge Old Mrs. Jiang has, she has been mumbling about it for almost a month and has finally spit it all out.

As soon as Lu Yi heard the beginning, she could think of what Old Lady Jiang would say later. She was really tired of this noise and decided to go back and lie down in the warm bed.

"Okay, old lady, just tell me directly."

Old Mrs. Jiang curled her lips and reluctantly began to narrate the story from the beginning.

"You brought two children back home?" Jiang Erzhu frowned to express his incomprehension.

Old Mrs. Jiang didn't want to be stared at by such inquiring eyes, and her emotions suddenly became excited:

"Is that the point?! The point is that the family lost money and can't make ends meet. Erzhu, you're back just in time. Hurry up and take out your savings. Take as much as you can. It's your contribution to this family."

Lu Yi clicked his tongue in his heart. What a mean-spirited person! He came all the way back without any concern and just asked for money.

"Erzhu, don't listen to your mother. I'm not taking it, I'm borrowing it. Consider it your parents borrowing it from you. That thief stole all our savings. We can't survive without money. Your wife can't do farm work, so now it's up to me, Dazhu and Sanzhu to earn food from the fields. It's tough!"

Jiang Erzhu remained silent. Old Lady Jiang kept urging him. He finally said, "No money? You went to my sister-in-law's house and made a scene. Isn't that a hundred yuan money?"

"Who did you listen to?!"

Old Mrs. Jiang's pupils shrank, and she realized belatedly that she had gone out without a trace that morning.

"Erzhu, there are so many mouths to feed at home. I won't feel at ease if I don't have some money in my hand. Don't be so long-winded. Just one word, give it to me or not!"

"I don't have any money." Jiang Erzhu smiled bitterly. "You all know how much my allowance is and how much I've sent. Where can I get the money for you?"

Mrs. Jiang was anxious. "You didn't send it all, so any amount is better!"

Jiang Erzhu shook his head, his eyes filled with chilling sorrow. "Don't I have any expenses? You only offered 40 yuan as a betrothal gift to me when I got married. It's not even as much as my eldest sister-in-law, let alone my third brother's wife. The rest I paid for myself, and now you're still..."

The two elders' expressions instantly turned ugly, and they muttered, "What's the point of bringing up the past now?"

Lu Yi was a little surprised. The betrothal gift to marry the original owner was forty yuan? That wasn't what Lu's father said.

In the 1980s, forty yuan was not an unaffordable gift for marrying a wife in rural areas, but it also depended on the family conditions. Moreover, the original owner was pretty and had a good reputation. Unless one suddenly fell in love, forty yuan was definitely not enough to marry her.

Did the two elders of the Jiang family do this on purpose?

Wang Zhaoyin eavesdropped through the crack in the door. Upon hearing this, he pushed Jiang Dazhu and said, "Jiang Dazhu, what do you mean by "not as good as my third sister-in-law"?"

Old Mrs. Jiang pressed on, "Then what do you say we should do? I went back several times to get that hundred yuan back. It's the life savings for your father and me. No one is allowed to have this idea. We have no money at home and can't eat. If you are the most capable, can you give me a solution?!"

"The money has been stolen for so long, what can I do? Maybe I can ask the town lord..."

"No!" Before Jiang Erzhu could finish his words, Old Man Jiang stood up excitedly, "The Jiang family cannot have such a shameful thing happen!"

"Old man, please sit down and let's talk slowly." Old Mrs. Jiang stood up and tried to help Old Man Jiang.

Old Man Jiang looked at Old Lady Jiang, whose attitude had softened somewhat, and spoke slowly, "Your mother and I are certain that the one who stole the money must be a thief in our family! What's the point of reporting it to the police? If you report it and they actually arrest him, not only will you bring shame to your ancestors, but even your descendants will be embarrassed too."

Descendants? Shame? Lu Yi stroked his chin and continued listening.

Jiang Erzhu scratched his head helplessly. Since he couldn't shake Old Man Jiang's stubborn ideas at all, he didn't want to waste his breath.

"Since Mom and Dad are unwilling to do anything, there's nothing I can do. All we have to do is wait for the thief to feel guilty and return the money."