After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

People who were originally aggrieved, but after listening to Fan Jin's words, they felt that there seemed to be some truth?

The servants and maids who sold themselves to wealthy families were beaten and scolded whenever they wanted, but their lives were no better than theirs.

There are also many cases where young men from wealthy families ride horses through busy streets and hurt people because of their wealth and power.

This young man is arrogant and arrogant, but he does not regard human life as nothing.

The people gathered stopped talking about the boy and started talking about other things.

The young man who was out of tune with the market was like a small episode, passing by like a cloud.

Yan Qiu was the oldest, so she volunteered to be the last one to take it. After her sugar painting was finished, the group walked forward and continued shopping.

The market was not long, and many of the stalls on both sides were repetitive. But in the eyes of the five children, the market seemed to be endless, and the things placed on those stalls were all novel and beautiful.

Hu Wenhua withdrew his mind from the snow-white horse. It was not something someone like him could touch.

He looked like an uncle to some of the juniors. He waved his hand and said boldly: "Uncle, I'm treating you to a treat! You can buy whatever you want to eat or buy new gadgets!"

The deposit of more than 100 yuan was abruptly acted like he could never use it up.

When Yan Qiuxing returned to Jianghehu, five children held up sugar paintings and cheered very enthusiastically.

But cheers were cheers, even the youngest Fan Hu restrained himself from asking for anything.

A sugar painting costs three cents, and the five of them spent fifteen cents on their uncle.

Fifteen cents can buy a pound of lean meat. With so much money, my uncle did not hesitate to buy them candy that was not enough to fill their stomachs. They were so extravagant.

Several people held up sugar paintings and looked here and there, and were looked at with envy by children passing by;

After visiting the market several times, I reluctantly went home with my uncle.

When they got home, except for the youngest Fan Hu, the sugar paintings of the others had only a slight skin injury and were generally intact.

"Auntie, look! The sugar paintings that uncle bought for us."

"Does the little rabbit I chose look like?"

"Mine is a big tiger, so majestic!"

"My snake is still pretty."

"Sigh~"

When Shui Qing saw the coiled snake, he instinctively took a step back.

The price of sugar is not cheap. She looked at Hu's mother, worried that Hu's mother was worried about the money and was talking about her younger brother or several children.

"It's beautiful. Not only the pattern is beautiful, but there are also a lot of candies on it, and you kids can pick them out." Mother Hu looked at each child's sugar painting carefully and commented sincerely.

After being praised by their grandmother, the children who were originally happy became even more happy. They jumped three feet high holding the sugar paintings.

"Grandma, try mine, it's so sweet!" Yan Qiu held up the sugar painting and brought it to Mother Hu's mouth.

Mother Hu was really reluctant to eat her children's food, especially sweets for her. She smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Grandma knows how sweet it is without tasting it. Good children, you better eat it;

After lunch, ask your uncle to buy another one for each of you to take home to eat. "

Shui Qing didn't expect that Hu's mother, who had been scolding her for bringing too many things and spending money from the moment she walked in, not only didn't talk about the children and Wenhua, she actually bought some and took them back!

He quickly stopped him and said, "No, just have a taste."

My parents' family is not well-off, and although Wenhua is my uncle, he is only 15 years old.

At 15 years old, she still looks like a child.

When I first started making buns, I heard that Wenhua was working as a day laborer outside, earning 42 yuan a day, but this was also because he was strong and could do more than others.

Moreover, the reason why part-time workers earn higher wages is because of their instability.

We can no longer spend Hu Wenhua’s hard-earned hard-earned money!

"Sister, it's okay! You finally came home and bought two sugar paintings. Besides, your brother and I have money now!" Hu Wenhua expressed dissatisfaction with Shui Qing's obstruction.

"Your sister, I also have money now. I'm here to buy food for the baby."

Hu Wenhua's body as thick as a hill moved forward and said with a grin: "You bought what you bought. I do it as an uncle."

Shui Qing: .... The bad things and bad people in my husband's house were all cured when I came home.

Yan Qiu interrupted at the right time and said: "Uncle, I have always wanted to eat, but now I can eat it. I am not greedy anymore. There is no need to buy more."

Xing Hui followed with a smile and said: "Yes, and you can see that I haven't moved at all. It will be intact when I get home. Maybe I can eat it for several days!"

The three little ones from Jiang He Hu nodded solemnly.

Seeing a few dolls insisting on not wanting them, Mother Hu felt sorry for the children's premature immaturity. She raised her voice and said, "The steamed buns are ready. Let's go in and eat the white flour steamed buns with big meat!"

There were big white-faced meat buns, and everyone rushed to the main room with a roar.

The Hu family is a three-room red brick house. It is not big overall. It is divided into a main room, two rooms and a kitchen. The layout is very compact.

Now there were eight or nine people standing in the main room, which suddenly became more cramped.

Shui Qing moved the small wooden table to the yard.

The yard is about thirty square meters, and a vegetable patch is opened in a corner of the road, where a variety of vegetables are grown in different categories.

Vegetables and fruits such as pumpkins, winter melons, and luffa are planted on the walls of the yard.

Especially loofah knots are particularly good.

There is a small chicken pen near the house, and there are three chickens in it. The smell is somewhat unpleasant, but in order to prevent it from being stolen at night, it can only be placed near the house.

With such a small yard, diligent maintenance can basically guarantee the family's supply of vegetables and eggs.

The Hu family mainly relies on Hu's father to kill pigs and sell pork. In the past, she and her daughter had to be subsidized, and only Hu's father had a share of the income.

The Hu family's life is better than that of the Fan family. First, Hu's father knows how to earn; second, Hu's mother knows how to live. The family can save as much as possible and spend money wisely.

When you are making money, save more and buy more property; when you are making less, save more and get through it, instead of selling land and property to maintain the same good life as before.

Accumulate little by little, life will be what it is today.

It can be said that the way of running a house is completely different from that of Fan Mu.

"Come on, Yan Qiuxing, here are the big buns stuffed with cabbage and meat. You kids, eat more of these. Eat meat and you will grow fat." Mother Hu smiled and put the bamboo basket containing the buns on the big wooden table in the main room.

Pointing to the introduction on the side: "Here is mushroom and green vegetables, with some lard residue in it, which is also delicious.

The shiitake mushrooms I had picked and dried on the trees in the mountains were very fragrant. "

Finally, he looked at his son and hinted: "Mom also made spicy tofu buns. The kids are afraid of spicy food and can't eat them. I see your sister is in the yard. Let's eat in the yard?"

Hu Wenhua stood up and said happily: "Okay!"

Fan Jin also stood up.

Mother Hu stopped her and said, "There's enough room to sit in the house. You and the children can eat meat buns together."

My uncle finally came here, but if he neglected to go back, it would be bad for her daughter. It is his own daughter who will suffer.

Fan Jin understood what his mother-in-law meant.