This time, it was Lu Shege and Lu Xiaoyu who came with baskets to deliver rice dumpling leaves.

They gathered another basket full, and Lu Xiangge gave Aunt Ding ten handfuls of rice dumpling leaves for five cents, and also put up a few handfuls of mats to tie the rice dumplings on.

Aunt Ding was really happy to see that Lu Xiaosi was so good at doing things. With Aunt Ding's recommendation, she sold it with giveaways and sold it for twenty copper coins.

Lu Xiaoyu was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

Before leaving, Lu Sheige bought pig feet and remaining pig bones from Aunt Ding's house.

Aunt Ding was made to smile by Lu Sheige's mouthfuls, and she proudly gave them the pig intestines she had not sold today.

The weather is hot, and the offal that cannot be sold will change its flavor after being stored for a long time, so it is better to give it away.

It’s a gift to anyone, but it’s better to give it to the Lu family’s child. Who knows that this child has a sweet mouth and has completely grown up in her heart!

Lu Xiaoyu, who came with Lu Xiangge to deliver something, was so happy that he knelt down and kowtowed to Aunt Ding a few times, accepting Aunt Ding as her own grandmother.

This family is so nice, she has meat in her family!

After buying pig's feet and bones, Lu Xiangge led Lu Xiaoyu around the street again and spent another three cents on seasonings.

Passing by a cloth shop, the shopkeeper was chasing the shop boy with a feather duster.

The boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was beaten so hard by the shopkeeper that he screamed and did not dare to resist. He just huddled in a corner of the shop and whined softly.

"Conscienceless thing, if your mother hadn't begged me, would I have accepted you as my assistant?"

The shopkeeper of the cloth shop had a short, chubby body, and he was panting heavily when he spoke. He had exhausted some energy from beating the man, and his panting became even more severe.

"You said, I asked you to look at the fabric, but you were lazy at night and ruined my good material. You are such a heartless thing, you are going to kill me."

The boy didn't resist when he was beaten, but when he was scolded, he couldn't help but raise his head and defended angrily: "Uncle, it's not my fault. My cousin put that cloth in the warehouse on the left. If it hadn't been for my cousin a few days ago,

If Rhubarb is kicked to death, how can the warehouse be depleted..."

"You also said, you also said..."

It's okay if the young man doesn't refute. The more he refutes, the harder the shopkeeper swings his feather duster, "You are so stubborn when you do something wrong. Is this how your mother taught you?"

This shopkeeper, even though he was out of breath, was really good at beating people.

The feather duster was almost an afterimage, and the boy's thin clothes had faint traces of blood.

Lu Sheige frowned when he saw it. He couldn't help but raised his hand to pick up a lump of dirt and threw it into the store, hitting the shopkeeper's feet.

"who?"

Shopkeeper Luo held up the feather duster and looked at the crowd watching the excitement outside.

No one said anything, even Lu Sheige, who threw you a pimple, had his arms folded, with an I-don’t-know, I-didn’t-see attitude.

"**of,"

Shopkeeper Luo swore harshly and held up the feather duster, ready to swing it at the boy again.

The proprietress of the rouge shop next door to the cloth shop couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but push her man: "Why don't you go up and stop me?"

The shopkeeper of the rouge shop was pushed by his wife, and he couldn't help but step forward to start a fight: "Okay, okay, if you keep beating me, your only nephew will be beaten to death."

"Just beat it to death, it's useless."

Being pulled by the shopkeeper of the rouge shop, the shopkeeper of the cloth shop gasped and kicked the young boy, and then spat hard.

He turned around and complained to the rouge shop owner who was quarreling: "You said, I am just a nephew, how can I not love him? His father passed away in the past few years, if I didn't rely on me to take care of the family, my frail sister would

, and her blind mother-in-law, can they support this family?"

These words were said with awe-inspiring justice, and people who didn't know the inside story nodded frequently, thinking that the shopkeeper was a good uncle.

My brother-in-law died, leaving only my blind mother, sick sister, and a young nephew at home.

In the past two years, there have been constant natural and man-made disasters. Without the help of his uncle, the whole family would really not be able to survive.

Only the neighbors who knew the inside story couldn't help but sneered: "It's as if his sister and brother-in-law didn't set up the shop."

"That is, the Luo family was so poor back then. It was only because Luo Huiniang married Dong Da that the Luo family could have enough to eat."

The proprietress of the rouge shop, who had already retreated into the crowd, couldn't help but said: "Why did his sister and brother-in-law organize it? This shop obviously belongs to the Dong family."

"What?"

When the proprietress of the rouge shop said this, most people were shocked.

The town of Jiangjiaba is not a big one. When this cloth shop was open, they saw shopkeeper Luo busy in and out. Why didn't this shop belong to him?

Maybe Shopkeeper Shiluo is unpopular, or maybe he did something not honest enough.

The proprietress of the rouge shop didn't say anything. Others spoke impatiently: "I heard that Dong Da actually bought this cloth shop for Hui Niang. Luo Huiniang was also kind-hearted, so she asked her only natal brother to manage the shop.

"Who knew that Dong Da and his son had an accident in their boat at sea, and their bodies never returned. Hui Niang and her brother took over the cloth shop. It must have been Dong Da who sold it to him in the first place."

"I've heard about this too. At that time, something happened to the Dong family. Not to mention that the family didn't have the help of a man who had established a strong family background. Even those merchants who followed Dong Da to run the business were able to crush the Dong family. It was not easy for the Dong family to wait.

After selling the property and losing money, if I want this shop again, how can someone named Luo be willing to give it..."

It turns out to be like this!

The people watching couldn't help but feel unhappy with the pudgy shopkeeper Luo, and couldn't help but point and talk in low voices.

Perhaps there was some loud talking outside and Shopkeeper Luo heard it. Or maybe Shopkeeper Luo sensed something was wrong, so he left the Rouge Shop shopkeeper who was talking and walked to everyone with a piece of white material on the counter.

"Look at my material, it's the best cotton material. This color, this softness, I bought it from Yangzhou at a big price. Now my white cloth has been damaged by my unlucky nephew who didn't like it.

He killed several horses, don’t blame me for wanting to beat him, it really makes me feel bad!”

Everyone was still wondering what shopkeeper Luo meant, when they saw him lifting the white cloth in his hand to show the several damages and yellow spots on it: "Now my white cloth has been damaged by my unsatisfactory nephew.

There are several horses, don’t blame me for wanting to beat him, it really makes me feel bad!”

The bold ones immediately shouted: "I feel sorry for you, but you can't beat the child like this. This is the only seedling left in the Dong family."

"Aren't I angry?" Shopkeeper Luo looked innocent.

"The child at home has been beaten and scolded, but I can't let him lose money. I just thought, how about selling this cloth to the big guys at a cheaper price."

As soon as they heard Shopkeeper Luo saying that he wanted to sell cloth, everyone immediately took a few steps back.

Shopkeeper Luo is selfish and stingy. No one can take advantage of him.

On the contrary, Lu Shege's eyes lit up when he looked at the cotton cloth in Shopkeeper Luo's hand.
Chapter completed!