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Chapter 417 Regret

Author: Yan Zhi

Qian and the others came out, but they had become sick.

Hexiang could only bring people back to the "home" where the air leaked from all sides.

Old Man Qian was very lucky. After a few days of cheating on that tael of silver, Hexiang could only take care of Qian Er. He either cooked for him or served him with shit and urine every day. In just three days, she was a little broken.

The reason is very simple, Qian Er was beaten and wasted.

It’s not a fraud, it’s actually a “eunuch”.

It was not the yamen runners who took action, but Qian Er's original creditor.

Qian Er used to be unregulated. Two years ago, he borrowed two cents of silver from the man. When he borrowed it, he said he would pay it back in two months. As a result, after half a year, he didn't see him pay back a penny.

Originally, the man asked too much and didn't respond, so he wanted to think that the money was fed to the dog.

Although his family is not very rich, it is a good time.

But later, the family was in decline, and the parents died of illness one after another, and even their daughter-in-law left unexpectedly, leaving only him and a six-year-old son.

The person who used to borrow money from him was deaf and blind, and he looked at the father and son who were not full or warm in food, but he had no intention of paying back the money.

Just half a year ago, my family had no money to buy winter clothes, and the little baby was sick after being frozen.

He had no choice but to find those people who wanted them to pay back some money, at least they could buy a jacket and two pairs of medicine for their children. As a result, the money was not received and he was ridiculed.

In the end, the child died in his arms, and he went crazy, took a hatchet and injured several people.

He also asked Qian Er to pay back the two cents of silver, but Qian Er refused to admit it. In front of him, he put the last thirty cents on the gambling table.

For thirty months, you can go to the appraisal shop to buy the oldest linen clothes.

You can also go to the clinic to buy some pairs of medicines for treating cold.

But when Qian Erzhu threw away the cloth bag containing thirty copper plates, it fell on the gambling table with a slight sound. In less than half a quarter of an hour, he lost all the money.

Later, some people said that money second is a big life, and the madman was caught faster when he chopped people, otherwise he would definitely go to Qian's house to chop him and his father.

Qian Er thought he had escaped, but he never thought that he would fall into his hands.

The jailer knew about their grudges and sympathized with the madman, and he left the person to the cell silently.

So the madman was not crazy yet, so he only made Qian Er half-dead.

Two cents of silver, a child died, a crazy young man, several legs lame, and now another eunuch.

Qian Er lay on the bed and shouted it hurt. When he saw Hexiang coming in, he only felt a little more expectant in his heart.

These sisters of Hexiang should be rich, so they will always lend her some, right?

"Hexiang, how about it? Have you come back after borrowing the money?"

Qian Er held out and raised half of his body in one breath.

He had never applied medicine in prison, and the wound on his butt had long been ulcerated and pus. In addition, the injury in front of him was also injured, so he could only lie down on his side. After moving slightly, he felt that it was painful to pull the wound.

"You drink some water first." Hexiang didn't answer directly, but just handed over the warm water in her hand.

In just ten days, Hexiang's face was already so haggard that she looked at Qian Er, and now she looked at Qian Er with fatigue.

"I didn't borrow the money, they both annoyed me and didn't want to lend it to me."

Hexiang felt tired and looked at the man on the bed and felt a sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.

She regretted it a little.

Qian Er took the water bowl and took a few sips when he heard Hexiang say that he had not borrowed the silver. The smile on his face froze and he instantly changed into a look of suspicion.

"They really didn't lend you a penny?"

He didn't believe that He Xiang would really lose money.

"No." Hexiang's face also became cold.

The sweet days passed, and the freedom I yearned for had not come. The person who had vowed to protect himself now has become a waste who could only be slumped in the bed and let him take care of him.

"Hexiang, my tone just now was a little worse. I was not afraid that you would work too hard. I wanted to get better quickly and make money to support you? Blame me, don't be angry."

Seeing her face change, Qian Er quickly changed his mouth and a smile appeared on his face.

He still needs someone to take care of his appearance now.

My father can't count on him anymore. He Xiang bought it for money after spending money. She couldn't just get rid of the people before she saw the benefits.

Besides, my injury was caused by her...

"You have a rest first, I'll cook some porridge." Looking at Qian Er's sloppy and obscene appearance, a hint of disgust flashed in Hexiang's eyes, but he covered him with a quilt in his hand, and then he went to the kitchen.

It was said that it was a kitchen, but it was just a small and broken house with a collapsed roof, with only a torn stove and a rusty iron pot.

The Qian family had nothing else to eat, only half a pound of chen rice in the clay pot, which was bought by Hexiang a few days ago.

In fact, she still had one or two taels of silver on her, but after these three days, she had already backed down.

During the seven days when Qian Er was in prison, she was still full of longing and always hoped that he would come out and go to the county government to get rid of his slavery.

Then the two got married and lived their own lives peacefully.

But reality gave her a big slap.

He sniffed the layer of gauze that had been in front of her before.

Qian Er is not the one who really wants to marry her.

The home in his mouth was just two old houses with leaks and broken air.

What she calls freedom is that she cannot eat enough and wears warmth, and she has to take care of Qian Er all day long.

When she was still in that yard, she only used to boil jam every day and packed things with her sisters, so she could pass by leisurely in one day.

You can also get about one or two cents a month.

Looking at the sparse rice grains in the pot, He Xiang couldn't help it, and a few drops of tears fell.

She regretted that Qian Er had a quarrel with her sisters, and regretted that she had not seen everything clearly and believed him foolishly.

I regret not listening to my boss.

The marriage between Wang Jingzhi and Miss Zeng was on the ninth day of next month. At the end of the month, the Zeng family had a Sanweiju banquet.

Although Wang Jingzhi was married into the family, Mr. Zeng didn't want his son-in-law to be looked down upon. He only asked someone to set up a banquet at Sanweiju and booked the entire restaurant that day.

Nanzhi naturally agreed, and asked Xu Chou and Master Lu to set the menu in advance, so that everyone could prepare it together.

The business of the hot pot building only lasted half a month, and the further it went on, the worse the business became.

Even the regular customers from Sanweiju came back here to eat and drink.

"Boss, those familiar customers are back." Liu Da's eyes were filled with joy.

They thought their business would be so bad this month.

Nanzhi was not too surprised.

After all, the world has limited supplies, and it will not be too low to make a delicious hotpot.

If the cost is high, it will naturally not be cheap.

In addition, the hot pot tastes strong, and Yancheng has a slightly more than status, and doesn’t like other flavors on it.
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