Liang Ruzhi and Wen Qingliu went out to take care of these things.

Mrs. Bai was speechless as she looked at the family kneeling on the ground in front of her at home.

"Ma'am, ma'am, I'll let them go right away."

Bai raised her hand and interrupted Ma.

“Why not report it?”

Ma Ma stammered for a long time but didn't utter a word.

In the end, Ma's son knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

"Ma'am, I will pay you for the room for the next few days."

Bai was stunned. When did she say she would pay?

The daughter-in-law also looked righteous and agreed with her husband's words.

On the other hand, the child knelt on the ground unwillingly and muttered: "Why, we are just staying for a few days, and we still have to pay, you stingy guy."

Bai was even more stunned. This family could actually chat.

She didn't say a word, but all the mistakes were blamed on her.

Nanny Ma looked a little flustered; she was not the one who served the master and his mistress personally.

She wasn't even a maid who cleaned the yard, but just an insignificant marginal character.

Usually, I can do some work in the garden, such as sweeping, watering or pruning branches.

Now that her son and daughter-in-law said this, she was afraid that she might lose her job.

But the family of three had not yet realized their mistake, and their son Bangbang kowtowed.

The daughter-in-law stood aside with her back straight, and the child still looked reluctant.

The Bai family is not someone who uses power to oppress others, it’s just that what these people say is really unpleasant to the ear.

"Mammy Ma, I don't think I have ever treated you unfairly."

Before Ma Ma could reply, her son punched the ground.

"Ma'am, we've already apologized and said we'd pay for the room. You haven't even given us a good meal these days. What else do you want?"

"Would you feel better only if I fired my mother?"

Bai was so angry that she laughed: "Since you think so, then I can't do anything about it. Come, get Ma's indenture."

Nanny Ma was suddenly panicked.

"Madam, please have mercy on me. I know I was wrong."

Although the Bai family is used to being kind to others, they are not soft persimmons that can be bullied by others.

At this time, Ma's son was not panicked until Bai burned Ma's indenture in front of them.

"From today on, Ma Guifen, you are no longer a servant of the County Magistrate's Mansion. Come, drive you out."

It was over, everything was over. Nanny Ma fell to the ground and let the servants drag her out of the county magistrate's mansion.

Her son and daughter-in-law's business is not doing well now, and the whole family depends on her monthly salary.

She lived on the free servant's room in the county magistrate's mansion and the food she brought back secretly.

Now, there is no money or food and shelter.

Not to mention that the family house had already been mortgaged, and they had no place to live if they left the county magistrate's office.

As the weather gradually got colder, Wen Qingliu started to feel lazy and just wanted to stay at home.

Nowadays, it is not like in previous years, when you have to go south and make money at the same time.

Wen Qingliu now has enough money in the shop, and a fried chicken shop can make a lot of money.

Only an old widower with a good reputation in the village was selected to raise chickens on the mountain.

When the time comes, the chicks will return to the chicken farm on their own.

When I have nothing to do, I just run around in the mountains.

The good sisters that Qishiyi made spontaneously got together before it became completely dark.

Drive all those chickens back to the farm.

"Sister-in-law, let's have hot pot tonight."

Wen Qingliu doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes eating delicious food.

He had gone to find Wen Mo a few days ago, drew the design of the copper hot pot, and asked him to help make it.

Although he ran a blacksmith shop, he also sold copper materials.

Moreover, the government's control over copper was not as strict as that over iron.

It's just a pot, it's very easy.

Since she had cured Xuxu's symptoms, Wen Mo refused to take any money.

Because he had to go get the pot again, Wen Qingliu planned to secretly put the money down this time.

Although she loves money, she will not refuse to pay others just because they have a good relationship.

"Miss Wen, come and get the pot."

Wen Mo brought the copper pot out to her. Wen Qingliu smiled, took the pot and said goodbye.

Before leaving, he secretly put down the silver and money.

There were still a few people in the store picking up things, and Wen Mo gave things to them one by one before he discovered the silver.

He immediately grabbed the silver and chased after him.

But there was no trace of Wen Qingliu outside.

At home, the two brothers Zhao Zhiwu and Zhao Zhiquan burned a lot of charcoal.

Mrs. Qiu was cutting mutton in the kitchen, while Mrs. Wei was washing the vegetables that had been stored in the storage talisman.

According to Wen Qingliu's previous knowledge, Cui put the roasted sesame seeds on graphite and ground them into sesame paste.

This sesame was found by Wen Qingliu in the mountains before, and then he found a way to grow some in the backyard.

Zhao Sui Kai now stays in his room studying every day, determined to pass the county examination and become a scholar.

"Qingliu, are you home?"

When he heard the sound, Wen Qingliu had just finished washing the pot and was ready to boil it.

"Sister Jiaojiao, why are you here?"

"Are you busy? Then go ahead and do your work. I'm not in a hurry."

As she spoke, Feng Jiaojiao squatted down beside Wei very naturally and helped wash the vegetables.

Wen Qingliu was not pretentious. He quickly boiled the pot and sat at the table with Feng Jiaojiao.

"It's like this, I have a sister, Xie Shiqing from the Xie family."

"The Xie family has been hearing night shift knocking on the door lately, and when they open the door there are always a few dead bats at the door."

"And for some reason, the family can always hear the old man coughing."

Feng Jiaojiao sighed and moved closer to Wen Qingliu.

"The old man from the Xie family died of lung disease. He coughed badly day and night before he died."

"Shiqing wondered if Mr. Xie had returned."

"It just so happened that the two sisters came to Pingyun Town these days, so I was wondering if I could let you go and see them."

As she spoke, a cunning gleam appeared in Feng Jiaojiao's eyes.

"Don't worry, the Xie family is also a wealthy family, and you will be able to get money."

After hearing this, Wen Qingliu nodded.

"I'll go with you tomorrow to take a look."

Feng Jiaojiao nodded: "The two sisters Shiqing and Shuyi are now in my house."

After discussing these, Feng Jiaojiao said goodbye. Wen Qingliu wanted to invite her to dinner, but was rejected.

There is also hot pot in this era, which is called warm pot, but there is no dipping sauce.

It tastes no different from boiled vegetables.

Charcoal is placed into the hole in the middle of the copper hot pot, slowly heating up the entire pot.

When Qiu was a child in the capital, he once ate hotpot with Master Qiu.

But that tasteless thing really has no taste.

This time there is a dipping sauce, the sesame paste is fragrant and the fermented bean curd has a salty flavor.

It has been raised to more than one level.

If you like garlic, you can also add some chopped garlic soaked in water.

After the family had a big meal, Wen Qingliu went to Feng Jiaojiao early the next morning.

It has been so long, and Gou Jun has not come back yet, but it is said that he is on his way back.

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