Chapter 25 25. Honor Money

Author: Yu Yu doesn’t eat fish

Chapter 25 25. Honor Money

The conversation had reached that point that day, and no one in the Yan family was willing to help. They were afraid of being criticized, so they didn't go out for several days.

The comments from the villagers did not affect Su Yao. After the adobe was dried, enough stones were moved, and after adding up the total with the grassroots, the construction officially started.

It took Su Yao two weeks to circle the courtyard wall by himself. Although it looked a bit ugly, he also showed a willingness to do so.

The weather was getting colder and colder, Su Yao stopped going out, and the cat began to spend the winter at home.

When Yan Shoucheng came back, it was already the twelfth lunar month, and the first snow had just fallen in the village.

When Su Yaowo was roasting sweet potatoes at home, Yan Shoucheng came in wearing a white suit and carrying large and small bags of things.

"Back." After Su Yao helped take the things, he took a broom and swept the snow off his body.

The tip of Yan Shoucheng's nose was a little red and there was ice on his scarf. He took off his gloves and put them on the pot lid to warm them up before he recovered: "The top oil paper bag contains mung bean cake. I saw you ate the most last time, so I gave it to you again."

You bought some."

Hearing this, Su Yao opened the oil paper bag and put a piece in his mouth. A sweet taste filled his mouth with a satisfied smile on his face: "Next time you go to the city, see if you can buy mung beans.

I’ll plant some mung beans, and it’ll be cheaper to make mung bean cakes myself.”

"Have you prepared all the New Year's goods?" Su Yao went through all the things Yan Shoucheng brought back. He didn't know where Yan Shoucheng got the money. The New Year's goods were all ready, and he didn't need to go to town anymore.

Ran away.

"Well, it's getting cold, so it's not convenient to go out." Yan Shoucheng took out a yellow paper bag from his inner pocket, which contained the tickets and money he had saved over the past six months, and gave it all to Su Yao.

Su Yao took it, but he didn't take everything away. He took out some that could be used on a daily basis and gave them back to Yan Shoucheng: "When a man goes out, he can't lose a penny. These are enough at home."

Yan Shoucheng was a little stunned. In the past, when he went home, Wang Hongying would take as much as he had, and still complain. Life at home was not easy, and nothing was enough.

After Su Yao put the ticket into Yan Shoucheng's hand, he asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Hongying's voice came to mind at the door: "Second brother, open the door. I'll bring you pimple soup."

It was just a door randomly tied with a few wooden sticks, and it was not locked. Wang Hongying didn't wait for the people in the room to respond, then pushed it open and entered the yard.

Yan Shoucheng frowned, and when he stood up, he explained to Su Yao: "When I go home, I will pass by the door, and I guess I happened to see me."

Su Yao stuffed the last bite of sweet potato into his mouth, and Wang Hongying also entered the house, with a big bowl in the cloth bag in her hand.

There was no table in the room, and Su Yao had no spare money to buy one. He usually ate around the stove. After Wang Hongying took out the big bowl, he urged Yan Shoucheng: "As soon as I cook, I will pack it for you."

I brought it here, it’s cold now, take a sip while it’s hot.”

After watching Yan Shoucheng drink obediently, Wang Hongying continued: "You think it's better for your mother to stay with you. You've been suffering from the cold along the way and you can't even get a hot meal when you get home."

Su Yao flattened his mouth and turned to eat his own mung bean cake.

Wang Hongying was also sharp-eyed. She saw it at a glance and snatched it away: "My son bought these for me. What do you eat? Old cows can't eat fine chaff, so what good things can you eat?"

Wang Hongying's movement was so sudden that Su Yao choked and couldn't help coughing.

Yan Shoucheng put down the bowl and chopsticks and helped Su Yao calm down: "Mom, I bought this one for Su Yao. I put the one for you there. I thought I would bring it to you when I see you.

.”

After Wang Hongying heard this, she did not put down the mung bean cake she grabbed, but packed it carefully: "There are many children at home, so I will share this portion with the children. They are all so big, how can they still snatch children?"

of eating.”

Su Yao got angry and took back his mung bean cake: "You are afraid that the children won't be able to eat it, so you won't give out your share. Why can't I eat the things my man bought?"

"Eat, eat, eat, I'll choke you to death sooner or later." Wang Hongying was a little angry, but thinking of her purpose today, she just said something unforgiving.

Yan Shoucheng felt the difficulty of being caught between his wife and mother, and took a deep breath: "Mom, the children want to eat, their parents are here, so I don't need to worry about it."

After twisting Yan Shoucheng's arm, Wang Hongying talked about the difficulties at home: "They are all my nephews and nieces. What's wrong with you eating something? I remember when you were first born, your father and I were busy

When you go to the ground, your eldest brother can't even walk well by himself, and he has to take you with him. You have watched the fourth and sixth brothers grow up. Their children are not your children. Why do you care so much? The things you brought home before

, will also give a share to the children. Now that I have a wife who is a heretic, is Su Yao secretly instigating it again?"

Every time she talks about family affairs, Wang Hongying talks as if she owes her brothers a great debt. Many times, Yan Shoucheng has an inexplicable fear of his family, always feeling that he is burdened with too much. Familiar remarks echo in his ears.

, Yan Shoucheng was silent.

Su Yao looked at the interaction between mother and son and couldn't help but click his tongue. In the words of later generations, this is PUA.

Minding his own business, Su Yao opened the package of mung bean cake, ate a piece, and spoke for Yan Shoucheng: "Whoever owns the child is in charge of it. If you want us to raise it, it's not impossible. From now on, you can call me mother, Yan Shoucheng."

Just dad."

"We used to eat from a big pot and share everything together. Now that we have separated, Shoucheng doesn't have to rush me to eat first when he buys something. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to endure it. Whoever asked for the separation was your consent.

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"Don't always say that Shoucheng is good to you at home. If you really treat Yan Shoucheng as your darling, the fourth son should have been a soldier at the beginning. Why did you have to let Shoucheng go? I don't feel sorry for your fourth son. This year when I circled the courtyard wall

, your whole family has even shown your face to the theater, how can you have the nerve to ask us to treat you well now?"

"You don't need to put eye drops on Shoucheng. I said it myself. In the past, no one loved Yan Shoucheng. He was allowed to be squeezed by you. Now that I am his wife, I love him. Everything at home, including food and clothing, must be approved by me.

, as long as I don’t agree, you won’t be able to take away a single needle or thread.”

Yan Shoucheng listened without saying a word. Wang Hongying turned blue with anger: "Okay, everything will be yours from now on. My old Yan family doesn't care about it, but at the end of the year, I have to give you some filial piety money."
Chapter completed!