At the beginning of the quadrangle, I, He Daqing, approached Yi Zhonghai to collect debts

When He Daqing returned to the house, he hurriedly cooked. He didn't hear the system prompt, and he understood that the white widow was still living in the courtyard and hadn't been driven away at all, so the task was not considered completed.

Thinking of the uncle's performance today, his heart is full of anger. This old guy must be too dark, obviously spending money to make trouble for himself.

But on the surface, he is doing good deeds, so if he can't go up, he can fight. Who will dare to contact him in the future? Fortunately, his wife didn't complain about him.

In the evening, he specially fried a few more dishes and opened another bottle of wine. The three adults drank some wine, and He Daqing kept adding vegetables to Xiuqin, and the solemn atmosphere at the dinner table eased a lot.

Although Xiuqin didn't say anything, seeing her man value her feelings so much, her complexion changed from cloudy to sunny.

Seeing his daughter-in-law finally showing a smiling face, He Daqing also heaved a sigh of relief, so he decided to work overtime at night to reward Xiuqin...

The Third Master brought the White Widow and the three children to the room where Yan Jiecheng and his brothers lived in the front yard, pointed to the bed and said:

"White Widow, my two sons lived in this room before, Jiecheng, Jiefang, you move the bedding to my room."

Although the two brothers were a little bit reluctant, but their father had spoken, they hurriedly moved the bedding and left.

"Old Yan, how can our mothers sleep without bedding on this bed? They still don't freeze to death at night."

Seeing that there was only a felt cushion on the bed, the White Widow was a little dumbfounded.

"Don't worry about that, there are still two old quilts in the big wardrobe. You can cover that line at night, and it will be warmer if you huddle together."

The third master pointed to the big wardrobe in the room and said to the White Widow.

The White Widow immediately stepped forward to open the cabinet door, and frowned when she saw two old bedding that smelled musty inside.

But there’s no other way, let’s just make do with it. Fortunately, there is still burning briquettes on the coal stove in the house, so it’s fine to bake the bedding at night.

The third master saw the white widow looking at the coal stove, rolled his eyes and continued:
"White Widow, why did we agree at the beginning, I don't provide heating here, but who can make me feel good, I won't take a piece of this stove if it's already burning, if you If you want to burn coal again, it will cost money!"

After hearing what the third master said, the white widow sighed, and she had no other way.

The third master was originally a master who only recognized money, and it was useless to say more, so he had to take out a dollar and said:
"Okay, third master, I'll just buy briquettes for one dollar."

The third master took the money, put it in his pocket quickly, turned around and went outside, counted out 18 yuan of coal and put it into the house.

"White Widow, when I bought this coal, I bought it for five cents a piece, plus loss and labor costs, and a coal ticket. Two yuan is not much for you. If you think it's too expensive, you can buy it yourself. Don't stop it either."

The third master is sure about the White Widow, knowing that she will definitely agree.

The White Widow was not familiar with the place where she was born, it was already dark, and she didn't have a coal ticket yet, so she could only nod her head and agree to where she was asked to buy coal.

The third master happily turned around and was about to leave when he arrived. When he reached the door, he didn't forget to give some instructions.

"There's plenty of coal at this door, if it's missing, I'll come to you."

After speaking, he opened the door and left.

The three sons of the White Widow saw the honeycomb briquettes stacked by the door and wanted to get some secretly at night, but when the third master said this, he immediately died down and lost his temper.

After resting in the house for a while, I put the burden on the bed, let the three children wait at home, and went out alone.

The white widow went to the hospital with the money given by the uncle, and treated the wound. Two stitches were sewed on the blood hole in the Renzhong acupoint, which cost a total of two yuan.

With the rest of the money, I bought more than a dozen steamed buns and some pickles, and carrying food, I went back to the house that the third master rented to her.

Several people have been hungry for a day, and when they saw their mother coming back with food, they immediately surrounded them.

When he found white flour steamed buns and pickles, he immediately devoured them.

"Mom, this steamed bun is really delicious, why do I think it tastes better than the meat I ate before?"

The third child was so hungry, he grabbed the steamed buns and gobbled up the pickles.

"You are so hungry, if you are hungry for another two days, you will feel delicious after eating shit!"

The second child ate a steamed bun in two or three bites, feeling a little better, and said with some disdain when he heard his younger brother say that.

"Okay, eating steamed buns can't stop your mouths, don't eat any more arguing."

The white widow was upset. Hearing the bickering between her two sons, she suddenly became unhappy.

After being scolded by the White Widow, the three children immediately calmed down and continued to eat steamed buns.

The dozen or so steamed buns were quickly swept away, and even the pickles were gone.

Fortunately, water was boiling on the stove, so the white widow found a few cups and poured water for the three sons who were choking and rolling their eyes.

After a few people recovered, the White Widow said with some melancholy:

"If you eat like this, this amount of money is not enough. I'll buy some stick noodles tomorrow. Let's steam steamed buns and eat them. Save some money and stick to it for a few more days. I don't think Lao Yi and He Daqing are getting along. They took us in just to kill people with a knife!"

Hearing what the mother said, the faces of the three children immediately fell down.

"Mom, according to what you said, as long as we have a good time, the surname Yi will give us money?"

The boss also wanted to understand, and his face showed joy again.

The second child went on to say:

"That's right, mom, I don't want to eat steamed buns, I want to eat steamed buns with white noodles! I want to eat fish and meat!"

"Mom, my elder brother is right, and my second brother is right too!"

The third child is also in a hurry.

"Okay, you all don't make trouble, mom has better plans!"

The White Widow thought of her trick and immediately smiled.

"Mom, what's the trick? Can I eat white flour steamed buns and meat dishes every day in the future?"

The boss doesn't care about the clever plan or not, he just wants to eat well and live well.

"You silly son, think about how I fooled He Daqing, a big wronged son? Lao Yi only gave us a little money, how can it be compared to letting him be your father? Isn't this a big wronged seed right now?"

After hearing what my mother said, the boss' eyes lit up, but he immediately became confused again.

"Mom, I think that Yi has a daughter-in-law, and she even beat you. It's probably not easy to handle."

After hearing what the eldest son said, the White Widow smiled contemptuously.

"What do you know, a child? Haven't you heard what He Daqing said? Lao Yi's daughter-in-law can't bear children, and your mother has three and a half children of you. Besides, your mother is more beautiful than that old woman, so I will If you don’t believe me, you can’t squeeze her away!”

The more the White Widow thought about it, the more confident she became. Didn't you, Lao Yi, use me as a weapon?Then don't blame me for sucking blood from you as a wronged species!