Chapter 8: Messengers
When Li Caiju heard her father-in-law's words, her heart suddenly chuckled.
She had been watching the jokes just now, looking at her sister-in-law's stupid appearance, her own children had been sold, and she was still holding the money for help!
If she changes her family's Zhenzhen, she can fight with others.
But now my father-in-law is going to call all his men, and there is a chance that nothing will happen.
She was so stupid that she didn't want to scream, her eyes rolled several times, and then she said, "Dad, he works in the field for a long time!" If you call him back now, most of the morning's work will be in vain! Or, what's the matter, wait until he finishes his work and comes back? ”
Zhang Guihua also nodded again and again beside her, now the village goes to the field to earn work, and those who can get ten points of work need to work full, and they need to get it from dawn in the morning to dark at night in the field.
If anyone leaves after a little time, let alone full work, even half of it will not be given, and it will be counted as a leave of absence, and the work points may be deducted.
This is to prevent someone from being slippery and lazy and affecting the progress of the work.
Old man Qin looked up and looked out, there was still a while before noon, nodded and agreed.
Li Caiju suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Zhang Guihua with a confused face, she snorted secretly in her heart, and turned around and walked out.
She has to go back and hide some valuable things in her room, so that her mother-in-law will not see it and take the opportunity to loot it!
Especially under her bunk, there are still a few dollars hidden!
That's the private money she has saved up with great difficulty in the past few years.
Zhang Guihua was thinking about the marriage that her mother-in-law and father-in-law said, and she was a little uneasy in her heart.
Mrs. Lin originally wanted to wait for the two daughters-in-law to go out and talk to the old man.
Seeing Zhang Guihua standing in the living room like a pillar, he immediately scolded: "Things that have no eyesight, I haven't seen that it's almost noon, why don't you go to cook?" Do you want to starve to death the old men who are working? ”
While scolding, he picked up the feather duster that was put aside and pulled it towards Zhang Guihua.
Zhang Guihua's back hurt when she was pumped, and she hurriedly ran out of the guest hall with a cry and went to cook honestly!
Seeing that this uneasy thing was gone, Mrs. Lin let out a "snap" and put the feather duster on the table.
Before she could open her mouth to speak to Old Man Qin, she heard a knock on the gate of her yard!
She and Old Man Qin glanced at each other, and they all thought that it should be the village party secretary who came to ask about things!
Seeing that Old Man Qin nodded to her, Mrs. Lin stroked the broken flowers on her sideburns, cleaned up, stood up and walked to the gate of the courtyard, and opened the door.
"Zhu Erdan, what are you doing in such a hurry? Rushing to reincarnate? ”
When she opened the door, Mrs. Lin originally squeezed out a smile, but when she saw that there was only Zhu Erdan alone outside the door, she immediately put it away!
She looked at Zhu Erdan, who had just raised her fist and wanted to slam the door, and scolded viciously.
Zhu Erdan couldn't get used to seeing Mrs. Lin, and knew that she didn't have anything good to say in her mouth, so she said directly with a straight face: "What about the old man?" The village party secretary asked him to go to the village branch quickly, and I passed the word to me, so you don't want to go or not! ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Erdan didn't look at Mrs. Lin's face, turned around and left.
"Hey......!?"
Mrs. Lin wanted to ask Qin Ranran's dead girl whether she was dead or alive now, but she didn't expect Zhu Erdan to run fast, and there was no one in the blink of an eye.
"Old man, what should I do? Zhang Guohua asked Zhu Erdan to send a message to let you go to the village branch! It can't be that dead girl, is she? ”
Thinking that if the dead girl died, what should I do with the dowry that has been spent?