Chapter 105 Dalang, take medicine
Jiang Hanyan was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously: "Didn't he just pay off the 1 yuan debt? How come he still has private money?"

"Someone owed him 5000 yuan outside, and he returned it yesterday, I heard it." Mother Jiang said angrily.

Last night a fellow butcher came, and her husband didn't let him talk in the main room, so he dragged him upstairs, sneakily, and she followed him to eavesdrop, only to realize that this man was here to pay back the money. 5000 yuan, but the husband refused to let this person tell her.

Jiang's mother was very sad, and she was sure that her husband wanted to change his wife, otherwise how could she save money secretly?

"Han Yan, your father must want to divorce me. What should I do? I'm so old, I don't have a job, and I don't have any skills. If I get divorced, I will be ashamed."

Jiang's mother covered her face and cried. If she really got divorced, she would die and go jumping in the village pond.

Jiang Hanyan rolled his eyes, and scolded impatiently: "There's no point in crying, and now I'm not leaving."

I'm really annoyed by Mother Jiang's weeping personality. Tears are like tap water. They are too worthless and can't stand up. She's not seven or eighty, she's only in her early forties, so what's there to be afraid of if she leaves?

Setting up street stalls, working as cleaners, picking up rubbish is really impossible, as long as you work diligently, you will definitely not starve to death.

Jiang's mother sucked her tears and said sadly: "Your father secretly saved money just to get a divorce so he could marry a younger one. It's all my fault for not being able to live up to my expectations and not being able to have a son..."

As he spoke, he began to cry again. The intermittent crying made Jiang Hanyan inexplicably irritable. People like Jiang's mother are both victims and perpetrators of patriarchal thinking. This idea was doubled to convey to the daughter, which led to the tragedy of the original body.

"Cry, cry, cry, what else can you do but cry? When you take back your tears, it's annoying to watch!"

Jiang Hanyan roared, and Jiang's mother covered her mouth tightly in fright, not daring to cry out, sobbing silently, which made people even more irritable, Jiang Hanyan's heart was very stuffed, fortunately it was not her own mother, otherwise she would be depressed die.

"You can only change wives if you have money. Just get my dad's money over. Don't let him have money in his pocket!"

If she hadn't used her original body and owed karma, she really didn't want to care about Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

Mother Jiang's eyes lit up, she stopped crying immediately, and asked eagerly, "What should I do with the money?"

Jiang Hanyan thought for a while, "Wait a minute."

She got up and went back to the house, and took out a few datura and aconitum from the space, which had grown very vigorously. Datura and aconitum were the main formulas of ancient Mongolian sweat medicine.

Mashed mandala and grass black into juice, mixed them together, put them in a small bottle, and gave it to Jiang Mu.

"I put three drops in my dad's meal every day. Remember, you can only use three drops, otherwise you will be a widow." Jiang Hanyan deliberately said it seriously.

Mother Jiang was so frightened that her face turned pale, she wrote it down seriously, looked carefully at the green juice in the small bottle, and asked curiously: "Han Yan, what is this?"

"The herbal medicine made my dad's hands and feet numb, his tongue numb, and he was dizzy."

Three drops are just right, they won't cause any harm to Father Jiang's body, and they will also cause dizziness.

Mother Jiang was taken aback, and asked worriedly, "Is your father okay?"

She just doesn't want a divorce, doesn't want to be a widow.

"Of course nothing will happen."

Jiang Hanyan rolled her eyes, and said: "During dinner tonight, if you drop three drops, my dad will feel dizzy. After three days in a row, my dad will definitely go to the hospital for an examination. You and he go."

"If the hospital finds out, will the police arrest me?" Mother Jiang was afraid of going to jail.

Jiang Hanyan was speechless, with just a little guts, he couldn't do anything.

"The hospital can't find anything, my dad will definitely be confused, so you let him come to see a doctor here, I will prescribe some tonic medicine, and then you take two drops of the medicine every day, slowly reduce the dose, listen to my arrangement, don't make up your own mind , and don’t let my dad know, or you’ll be divorced!” Jiang Hanyan threatened with half truth and half falsehood.

Mother Jiang nodded her head vigorously, and assured her, "You must not let your father know, Han Yan, this medicine really won't harm anyone, right?"

"Of course not, can I harm my own father?"

Jiang Hanyan rolled his eyes angrily, he was so annoying.

Jiang's mother complained silently in her heart. It is really possible for her daughter to do it now, she is cruel and cruel.

"When my dad gets the 5000 yuan, I'll give you 500 yuan, and you save it yourself. We women have nothing to fear as long as we have money in our pockets."

Slapped a sweet fruit, Mother Jiang coaxed it quickly, with a smile on her face, and went home with a bottle of Mongolian sweat medicine, and Jiang Han smoked rice dumplings, each took a dozen of salty and sweet .

It was getting dark, and Chase Lu came back by bike, his body was covered in dust, and he was also working on the construction site. He had great strength and quick hands and feet, and one person could be used as two people, saving two wages.

"Come back, eat rice dumplings tonight, do you want sweet or salty?" Jiang Hanyan stood in the yard smiling like a flower.

Lu Chen's fatigue immediately dissipated, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, "Eat all, I'll take a shower first."

His body was very dirty, so he took a shower before eating.

When he came out of the shower, there was a large pot of mung bean porridge and two pots of rice dumplings on the table.

"This pot is made of bacon. The four corners of this pot are candied dates, and the three corners are bean and white rice dumplings. You dip it in sugar to eat." Jiang Hanyan said.

Doudou pointed at the bacon dumplings, blinked his big eyes, and signaled Lu Chen to eat bacon, which is super delicious, and the candied dates are also delicious. He ate a bacon and a candied date in the afternoon, and his stomach was full.

Lu Chen smiled, took a bacon rice dumpling and peeled it off, the aroma rushed to his face, the glutinous rice was soaked in oil and cooking juice, crystal clear, and still oily, it looked delicious.

"delicious."

Lu Chen finished biting a rice dumpling in three bites, and peeled off a triangular one. It was a white rice dumpling, which was delicious when dipped in white sugar. He was not picky about food and could eat any flavor.

For dinner, he alone killed three bacon rice dumplings, two white rice dumplings, and one with candied dates, and drank two bowls of mung bean porridge. The work on the construction site was heavy and his physical strength was exhausted, so he was already hungry.

"Bring some to He Dan and the others tomorrow. I packed a lot." Jiang Hanyan said.

"Ah."

Lu Chen nodded, and liked Jiang Hanyan's way of arranging these daily chores, as if they were really a family.

I don’t know when it started, but he enjoys the life he is living now. Every day when he comes home, he will be greeted by beautiful smiling faces, delicious hot meals and hot dishes, and there will always be people chattering in his ears. Annoying, but now I feel very warm.

Maybe this is the taste of home?

He loves it.

Under the dim light, the two were very close, Jiang Hanyan was full of smiles, Lu Chen greeted each other from time to time, Doudou sat on the sofa and watched TV, next to him was Jin Shining, the simple home was full of warmth.

In contrast, the Jiang family was much deserted, and there were rice dumplings on the dining table. Father Jiang snorted coldly when he learned that it was a gift from Nv Nv. Feeling uneasy, she dripped three drops of medicinal juice into the bowl of mung bean porridge.

Jiang's father had a great appetite, drank two bowls of mung bean porridge, ate three rice dumplings, wiped his mouth, and was about to go out to play cards, but just when he got up, his eyes darkened, his head became dizzy, his body shook several times, and he seemed about to fall on the ground.

 continue tomorrow
  
 
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