Lady Lingquan lifts a thousand pounds

After Mrs. Lin jumped up, the powder on her face fell off.

Lin Xiangxiang came over and asked, "Grandma, did you rub flour on your face? I also want to eat white flour, but I haven't eaten it before."

It was she who pricked the sole of Mrs. Lin's foot just now, and it was she who put the mantis on her foot.

Her brothers loved her so much that they grabbed a big praying mantis when they went out and brought it back to her in a small bamboo tube so that she could play with it. It just came in handy now.

She took advantage of her young age and her childlike speaking skills, so she could just say whatever she wanted.

Lin Xiuer scolded: "What are you talking about? Where is the flour? You pauper, have you ever seen flour?"

Lin Xiangxiang pretended to be frightened and hid behind Liu Siniang, then poked her head out and whispered, "It's flour. I saw it at the bun stall."

Liu Siniang also noticed that Mrs. Lin's face was filled with flour, and it was white.

None of her children had ever seen bread at home. She had just received a few taels of silver from selling a wild boar. The family hadn't even had enough to eat, so the old man came to plot.

There is no way to survive at all. Why are they so cruel that they must be forced to death and drained of their blood before they are willing to do so?

Although she had long seen through the old homemaker's true nature, she still felt heartbroken when she saw her daughter being scolded.

She looked at Lin Ping'an with some resentment and asked loudly: "Mr. Zhang, do you think my mother-in-law has some disease? Could it be hysteria?"

The corners of Zhang Langzhong's mouth twitched and he said angrily: "Are your family crazy? She is so alive and full of energy and looks better than me. What is wrong with her? Really, it's a waste of my old man's time."

After saying that, he picked up the medicine box and left.

Lin Ping'an stopped him: "Uncle Zhang, don't leave yet. Why don't you check my mother's pulse? What if she is really sick?"

Liu Siniang also said: "That's right, Uncle Zhang, please take a look. If I'm not sick, why do you still say you want to go to the county town to see a doctor?"

Zhang Langzhong looked helplessly at the two of them, and then at the people in the room: "Okay, let me take a look, stretch out your arms."

Of course Mrs. Lin refused to look at her and said confidently: "I'm scared, so there's no need to look at it. You can go."

If it turns out that she is not sick, the second child will definitely not pay for the consultation. Will she still have to pay for it?

She wouldn't pay for it.

Zhang Langzhong sneered: "You're still scared? We are really talented people in this family. Do you think everyone is a fool? I won't let you down."

After saying that, he carried the box and left. As he left, he was still saying that their whole family was mentally ill and that there were two idiots.

The crazy people are talking about the people in the old house, and the fools are talking about Lin Ping'an and his wife.

After being bullied for so long, why are you still being fooled?

Lin Youfu also scolded him, saying he was talking nonsense.

Lin Ping'an looked at everyone and said with a stern face: "I'm leaving first. Mom, please have a good rest."

After saying that, he picked up his daughter and left.

Lin Youfu quickly stopped him: "Second brother, are you leaving now? My mother has just recovered from a serious illness and needs to take good care of herself. You don't show any sign of being a son?"

Lin Xiangxiang almost admired him. Why was he so thick-skinned? How could he have the nerve to say this?

He was obviously pretending to be ill, but Dr. Zhang just pointed at his nose to explain. How could he say something about recovering from a serious illness?

Lin Ping'an held back his anger and said sadly: "Brother, I just gave you filial piety money. You can buy some food for your mother. You can't eat fat yourself and let your parents suffer."

After saying that, he hugged the child and strode away.

Lin Youfu was stunned for a moment by what he said. When he realized what he was saying and wanted to scold him again, Liu Siniang also left.

He is indeed fat, and he eats good food all the time. Lin Ping'an is right, but he just can't stand it.

"This second child is becoming more and more unfilial. He doesn't look at me as the elder brother at all."

Lin Youfu complained when he entered the door: "Mom, you are serious. You said you should stay still, why did you jump up?"

After such a jump, who would still believe that she was terminally ill?

Mrs. Lin said angrily: "I just said this trick is useless. You still want me to act. He is my son, so I just ask for the money. What's wrong?"

Lin Youfu sighed: "Mom, Guangzhou students will have to take the scientific examination in the future. The incident is too ugly and the reputation is bad, which will affect the examination. Why don't you understand?"

Old Mrs. Lin glared at him again: "Then I will act more like him next time. Huh, the second child is just a white-eyed wolf. He only has Liu Siniang and those brats in his heart. He is not filial at all."

Everyone in the old house felt that Lin Ping'an was unfilial and cruel.

I made so much money, but I didn't give it to them at all. Why not give it to them? Why should I only give it to Lin Yiyue and those brats?

Lin Pingan walked back with a sullen face, and stopped halfway to wait for Liu Siniang.

Liu Siniang glared at him, then walked over.

Lin Ping'an felt guilty when she was seen, so she caught up and said softly: "Sister, it's all my fault."

Because he was not welcomed, the four mothers and children also suffered.

Liu Siniang sighed: "Forget it, it's not your fault. Let's go quickly. We have to go out to buy things after dinner."

The less Laozhai doesn't want their good, the harder they have to work hard to make money and make those people in Laozhai mad.

"When you make money, let the children go to school."

What do you mean by waiting for Lin Guangsheng to become an official to help them change their family?

Forget it, it is better to rely on Lin Guangsheng than on his own son.

Liu Siniang was furious in her heart, she must live like this.

When they returned home, no one said anything about what happened at the old house. Lin Xiangxiang whispered to his brothers that he was pretending to be sick. The brothers immediately understood what was going on.

After breakfast, Lin Ping'an borrowed a mule cart and went into the city to buy things. Lin Xiangxiang asked him to wear a hat to protect himself from the sun. Actually, he was afraid of being recognized by the young master.

They stayed at home and continued making vermicelli.

Vermicelli can be stored for a long time after being dried. Even if you can't sell it, you can still eat it at home, so you need to make more.

They have all done it before and already have experience. This time Liu Siniang divided the work well, so everyone can do it faster.

Liu Siniang was afraid that someone would peek, so she hung the vermicelli in the shed to dry.

This shed has air leakage on both sides and is blocked on both sides, making it difficult for people to see.

Everyone was busy all morning. They ate hot and sour noodles briefly at noon, and continued working in the afternoon. In this day, they made hundreds of kilograms of noodles.

In the afternoon, Lin Ping'an came back with his things.

He bought pots and pans, two stoves, one large and one small, and also bought ready-made tables, chairs and benches.

"The second-hand tables, chairs and benches I bought can be used after cleaning. I booked a stall on Sitiao Street, next to a big banyan tree, not far from the well. The price is one hundred cents a month, which can set up four tables. When it is due, I will Continued. There is a yard behind him. For fifty cents a month, you can put your things in his backyard."

This stall is very convenient and not expensive. He has considered every aspect.

This time they spent four taels of silver, and all the remaining silver they had.

Liu Siniang felt a little distressed.

"If the business is not good, the money will be wasted."

Other items can be sold second-hand, but stall fees and other items are non-refundable.