After I was killed by domestic violence, I violently raped my whole family

"Can't you take it away? But I haven't eaten my steamed buns yet. It's getting dark. I'm afraid my family will look for me and I want to take it back to eat." Ren Shan argued in a low voice, pretending to be embarrassed.

Zhao Laidi came over and took over her husband's words. Anyway, it was just the same thing. You can eat it if you can. You can't take it away. They will just throw it away later and they won't refund the money.

Seeing that another guest was coming, Zhao Laidi waved to Ren Shan impatiently, "Didn't you say you were worried about your family? Go back quickly. I'm still doing business, so I don't have time to talk to you."

Ren Shan knew that Zhao Laidi and Ren Zhi were trying to bully her for being a little girl because she was thin-skinned. She lowered her head deliberately and took a step back pretending to be embarrassed. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she was embarrassed and could only He turned around and walked away slowly.

Zhao Laidi's eyes flashed with satisfaction and she quickly cleared the table. She picked up the steamed buns on the table and looked at them. Seeing that the guests didn't pay attention, she poured them back into the original basket.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of Ren Shan not far away.

She didn't say anything, she already had a plan in her mind.

When Ren Shan returned home, Su An, Zuo Jinghuan and the others were not back yet.

Thinking that there were so many people at home and fearing that there would be a queue later, she went to take a shower first.

When I got out of the shower, Zuo Jinghuan's loud voice was already roaring outside.

"Why is it so late? If we weren't afraid that you would be worried at home, we would have to have dinner before coming back. There are so many people, Gangzi and Su Ping are also there, so there is nothing to worry about."

"An'an originally wanted to invite her friend from Yangcheng to dinner because she thought she would go out today and didn't say hello to her family. She told them it would be tomorrow. Oh, mom, please stop worrying so much. We are all grown up now. You still treat us like children and have to take care of everything. This won’t work and that won’t work either..."

Ren Shan walked out with the bucket and subconsciously looked for Su Ping, "Brother, Sister An An, you are back."

"Aunt Zhao is steaming rice noodles and meat tonight, and Comrade Zuo also went to the market to buy chickens and kill them. Just now, everyone was saying that they were afraid that you wouldn't come back to eat, and that many of the dishes we cooked would go to waste."

Hou Li quickly took over Ren Shan's words, "That's it, wasn't it because I thought it was so late and you haven't come yet, so I was afraid that you would eat out and waste the food at home? The weather is so hot, even though there is a refrigerator, but it will be eaten overnight. It’s not new anymore.”

Although she has been here for half a year, Hou Li is also deeply aware of how chaotic this place is. She went to the market with Zhao's mother to buy vegetables and was robbed of her money several times.

Zhao Zhanjun and Zhao's father were in the shop and met many people. When they came back to eat and chat, they often mentioned that some people were robbed in the street, and some people were dragged away while walking on the roadside.

There are also those who steal things, those who lie, those who rob children and older girls, those who rob money and jewelry, and those who fight and get bloody...

The more she heard, the more strict she became in supervising Zuo Jinghuan. A few months ago, before Zuo Jingdan was born, Zuo Jinghuan made a fuss about going to the shop to do some work, but Hou Li refused to agree.

Because of this incident, Zuo Jinghuan had a lot of conflicts with her.

Seeing that they came in after dark today, Hou Li hurriedly asked, her tone inevitably full of urgency. Unexpectedly, Zuo Jinghuan, who had been detained by Hou Li for half a year, yelled out.

Still in front of everyone, this made her a little embarrassed, as if she was blaming Su An, Chu Shuyu and Zuo Jinghuan for not going home so late.

Fortunately, Ren Shan interjected without knowing why, and she quickly used the steps to come down.

"Okay, stop standing there. There is hot water in the kitchen. Who can take a bath first? You can eat it when Zhan Jun and his in-laws come back."

While he was talking, Zuo Zu came in and waved to Su Ping, "Brother Su Ping, come on, the seven-pound big rooster has just come out of the pot, and I'm afraid it won't taste good. Hurry up and give me some instructions." "

Su Ping's eyes lit up, he liked cooking, and he immediately followed Zuo Zuying and left.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with a big rooster in a pot stewed with hazel mushrooms, a pile of steamed taro meat, a soup of rice intestines, lean meat and kidneys, and sweet potato vines as green vegetables.

The big rooster stewed with hazel mushrooms that Su Ping cooked was well received by everyone, which whetted his already good appetite.

Because early the next morning, Chu Shuyu Gangzi was going to the trade fair to pick up goods for consignment, so she went to bed early.

Su An and Zuo Jinghuan are also planning to go with Chu Shuyu. They will also need Liu Hongtao tomorrow. In addition, Su An also has something to discuss with him. After helping Chu Shuyu get the goods, everyone will go to the hotel to have a meal together. .

The family said hello early that they would not come to eat at noon tomorrow.

The next day, before the sun came out, at around five o'clock, the sound of running water for washing could be heard outside.

Feeling the slight movement of the bed board, Ren Shan's eyes instantly sobered up, "Sister An An, are you up?"

Su An hummed, "I'm going to help Sister Shuyu purchase goods. I also want to get another batch of goods from the market to be shipped back. You know, now that my uncle has a big truck, he can travel far away. Our Don’t worry about selling the goods.

I want to take advantage of these few days to send more and go back. When the time comes, I will ask my uncle to help carry it to the store. The upstairs is still empty and no one is living there, so it will be a good place to store goods. "

After saying that, Su An turned back to Ren Shan and said, "By the way, we are going to the seafood restaurant last time for dinner at noon. You and Comrade Zuo are about to finish their work. Let him drive you over then."

Ren Shan thought for a while and said, "Okay, if it's too late, I'll go find you."

At around eight o'clock, Ren Shan walked towards the market.

Zhao Laidi's eyes lit up when she saw Ren Shan, and she greeted warmly, "Good morning, what do you want to eat? The fried buns are freshly fried, would you like some?"

Ren Shan followed her finger and looked to the side. Ren Target, shirtless and wearing a bib, was frying steamed buns.

The basket next to it was already half filled with oily buns.

From time to time, customers come over or ride bicycles to buy breakfast. They sell a variety of steamed buns, freshly fried leek dumplings and steamed buns, as well as white porridge cooked in large iron barrels.

Ren Shan chose a seat and sat down, "Let's have some leek dumplings and fried steamed buns."

"Okay~"

Freshly fried leek dumplings and steamed buns were quickly served.

Ren Shan sat on the table, eating slowly, looking around inadvertently with a pair of clear eyes.

The steamed buns are as big as a baby's hand, and there are seven or eight in total.

Ren Shan carefully took a bite of each steamed bun and arranged it according to the original arrangement.

Four carefree men in the distance walked towards us with steps that they didn't recognize, wearing floral shirts, bell-bottom pants, and toad glasses.

The leader was a man with a big gold chain and gold-plated short sleeves, a bare head and a sinewy face. Not only did he look like a murder suspect, but he also had the aura of my dad is Li Gang.

Ren Shan listened attentively, they still spoke with the local accent of Yangcheng.

They came towards the stall.

Zhao Laidi greeted a few people with a smile on her face, "Boss, it's so early today. What do you want to eat? Is it the same as before?"

The four of them ignored Zhao Laidi and pointed at the things on the stall and chattered something.

Ren Shan listened, and she spoke too fast, so she couldn't understand it very well, but from the way they were discussing and gesticulating, she could tell that they were probably discussing what they wanted.

Ren Mo, who was frying the fried buns, put away his tools, looked back at the people, and said in his own dialect, "Why are these bastards here again? Don't do the same thing as last time, talking about stir-fried noodles after eating." There is hair in it, and it’s only half the money.”