Although Mrs.
But after Ji Mingguang said this, Ji Minghe made a decisive decision to borrow only three taels, not even one more penny.
As soon as Ji Minghe said this, Ji Mingguang's expression changed again, and he said angrily: "Third brother, what do you mean, Sanliang, you can send me to beggar?"
These words made Ji Minghe feel very hurt, and he couldn't help but glance at the old man.
Mr.
Ji also frowned and said, "Boss, please speak politely.
Even if you are in a hurry, you can't say that."
It sounds so unlucky to send a beggar away, doesn't it mean that he is comparing himself to a beggar?
Ji Minghe didn't know what the old man was thinking, he just thought that the old man was speaking for himself, and he felt a little touched in his heart.
They never wanted much from the third house, that's all.
Ji Mingguang also came to his senses and realized that he was a little too impatient, so he forced a smile on his face: "Third brother, three taels is too little, five taels is too little, we are brothers, you really want to be so divided."
Mr.
Ji also nodded: "You guys don't earn much in a month, so five taels is quite suitable for me.
Building a house, saving betrothal gifts, and dowry are all about the same."
After hearing this, Ji Mingguang was even more disdainful.
How much money could it cost to build an adobe house in the countryside?
As for bride price and dowry Country people only spend a few taels of silver on marrying a daughter-in-law or a daughter-in-law.
How much can they spend?
They really think they are from a wealthy family.
When his two daughters get married in the future, it will be fine to prepare a decent dowry.
Helplessly, Ji Minghe gritted his teeth and just persisted.
Mr.
Ji and Ji Mingguang were so angry that they had no choice but to give up.
Unexpectedly, Ji Minghe said that when spring comes, the family will be busy with many things.
Mother and daughter may not go to set up a stall every day, so it is very likely that they will not do it for a while.
In the month that I don’t do it, I won’t have any extra money to borrow.
When Ji Mingguang saw that he was speaking seriously, he almost fell down in anger.
The matter was settled in the end, in black and white, and Li Zheng was asked to be the middleman.
Although Ji Mingguang got the money, the family's expressions were still very ugly.
He left the village and returned to the city that day.
It seemed as if Sanfang had humiliated and bullied them.
This made Mrs.
Ji Qingqing was also unhappy.
Seeing that Mr.
Shameless and shameless, fortunately, for us now, three taels a month is nothing."
Mr.
Xue nodded and sighed softly: "No, if I don't give it to you, it might be annoying.
I just have an IOU in my hand, that's all."
As he spoke, he sighed: "Really speaking, if it wasn't for the sake of your grandparents, huh, no matter what the big house says, I won't give them a penny."
Ji Qingqing nodded, indicating that he believed this.
Her mother was just like that, she had a sharp tongue and a soft heart.
Even though she was so angry that she almost smoked from her head when she criticized the old lady Ji, she was still filial.
If the old lady hadn't done it herself, she wouldn't have gotten stiff again.
Dafang went back to the city, and Ji Qingqing and Xue also planned to go back early the next day so that they could sell breakfast.
Let’s talk about Lao Ji’s side.
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The third bedroom’s actions greatly stimulated the second bedroom.
At night, Ji Minghui and Mi were discussing under the lamp.
Neither of them looked very good-looking.
Since the third bedroom can ask for a receipt for giving money to the first bedroom, why can’t the second bedroom ask for it?
As for the devil-like temperament of the boss and his wife, if they don’t have something to hold on to, if they become prosperous in the future, will they still remember their own family?
"Tomorrow we'll talk to dad about it.
We're all members of the same family, so we can't be too partial.
The third brother and the others want the papers, and I have to ask for them too," Mi said biting her lip, all jealous.
"Don't talk about it now," Ji Minghui thought for a while and said with a stern face, "It's not the time yet.
We have to wait until Tongtai goes to school in the spring."
Mi suddenly woke up and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."
If you say it now and offend the old man, what if Tongtai is not allowed to go to school?
Although she felt a little anxious, Mi could only endure it.
Thinking that Sanfang could earn 1,780 taels of silver a year, Mi felt that his heart was burning with anger.
My husband and son went on business trips with their brothers, nephews, and others during their off-farm time.
They worked so hard that they could earn thirty or fifty taels a year, which was a lot, but they couldn't compare to that shrew of the Xue family.
Not reconciled "Tell me, Mr.
Xue can really make so much money in a year."
Ji Minghui snorted: "If Mr.
Xue's hot-tempered fourth brother hadn't been so easy to offend, and the boss said that she would recognize him, huh, there would be more."
I have to say that Ji Minghui is quite clever.
Mi couldn't help but gasped, widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "What, is it possible that there are, two, two hundred taels?"
Two hundred taels, what is that concept?
So jealous, so jealous Ji Minghui was also very unhappy and said angrily: "Come on, why do you want to do this?
It's not our family.
Just wait and see.
The eldest brother's family is easy to get along with, and there will be another family for the third and third children in the future."
Annoyed."
Mi gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Then Ms.
Xue has gone too far.
In the past, she did it on purpose.
She made those cakes so unpalatable for us to eat.
Humph, she hid her craftsmanship and kept it to make money. " Ji Minghui glanced at her and said "Hey" but said nothing.
If he has good skills, he will hide them and keep them to make money But then again, is it really possible to make money by setting up a stall in the county town, or is the cake made by the third daughter-in-law really so delicious?
How delicious does it have to be for countless people to buy it every day and make so much money every day?
Another day, I would like to try it myself.
The next day, before dawn, Ji Qingqing's family of three wore thick cotton coats and thick cotton turbans wrapped around their heads and faces.
Ji Minghe drove a carriage to the county town.
Yesterday they said they would go back this morning.
Grandma Sun got up early in the morning and lit a fire and boiled hot water.
She also carefully cut and put the twelve vegetables needed to make pancakes.
Just waiting for them to come back to grind soy milk and order bean curd.
Ji Qingqing's family of three did not expect Grandma Sun to be so helpful.
They felt warm in their hearts and thanked them with a smile.
Grandma Sun poured a cup of boiling hot water for each of the three people, added some sugar and ginger slices, and said with a smile: "It's cold on the road.
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Quickly drink a few sips of hot ginger sugar water to warm up the cold.
My old lady got up early.
I’m used to it, what does this mean?”
While chatting and laughing, I drank some ginger syrup, and my slightly stiff limbs suddenly warmed up.
I was sweating finely and felt comfortable all over
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