After selling the grain, Mrs. He carried a bag of copper coins, thanked Uncle Yun and was about to leave. She was guessed that she would come to the town to go to the market today and her sister-in-law, Mrs. Li, who had been waiting all morning, called out:

"Yesterday, I heard Xiao Wu of the Xiao family say that Mei Ya and Xiucai broke off their engagement?"

He said 'Hey', and Li's face sank. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "The second son's family is getting more and more outrageous. He can do such things. Let your eldest brother go back and beat him some other time. Don't

Do things extremely well."

Mrs. He smiled bitterly, "We understand sister-in-law's kindness. If it doesn't belong to Meiniang, it doesn't belong to her. No one can take it away from her. From now on, everyone will live their own lives. Just have less contact, which will save me from being unhappy.

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Li sighed, but she knew this was true.

Since the death of Mr. Yun, Mrs. Yun has become more and more partial to her second son, and her daily actions have chilled the hearts of Uncle Yun and his family.

In addition, the shop has been very busy, and I haven't been back to Baohe Village to celebrate the New Year in several years. I only have people bring back a lot of things to Mrs. Yun during the New Year and holidays.

Naturally, most of those things belong to Lao Er's family. Everyone knows it very well, but they just turn a blind eye.

After all, mother-in-law is the elder, and both Li and He are virtuous. No matter how many mothers-in-law they are, it's hard to argue with them.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, can my uncle and sister-in-law go back to celebrate this year?" Seeing that Li was silent, Mr. He wanted to change the subject.

Li and He have always had a good relationship. They were very helpful when they were together. Although they don't interact often now, Li is also very enthusiastic every time He comes to town.

If the uncle's family can go back to celebrate the New Year this year, Mr. He would be happy to see it.

Hearing Mr. He's question, Mr. Li nodded, "This year the shop has not received much grain, and the price of rice has remained high. Not many people can afford to buy grain, and business is much worse than in previous years. I think there will be no food at the end of the year."

I'm very busy, and your eldest brother wants to go back to celebrate the New Year. But my mother-in-law lives with my second uncle now, so it might be inconvenient for us to live there..."

Before Li finished speaking, He laughed and said: "It's not a big deal. Although my family is a little small, it's not a problem to accommodate the four members of my sister-in-law's family. If you can't live with your second uncle's family, you can live with me."

When the family is ready, let Yueniang and Meiniang live in the same room, the three of them live in the same room, and our sisters-in-law live in the same room, so that we can talk about ourselves."

Mrs. Li also smiled: "That's very good. I'll tell your elder brother later and it's settled."

The two sisters-in-law talked about the household chores again, and Mrs. Li sent Mr. He out of the shop. Outside the shop, she saw Yunmei Niang with a sentimental look on her face.

The two of them just thought she was sad because of the scholar's affairs, looked at each other, and pretended not to know.

Mr. He took Meiniang to the cloth shop to pull out several feet of floral cloth and weigh several kilograms of cotton, which cost less than a hundred yuan in total.

Food is expensive this year. Those who have spare money buy food and store it at home. Things that look good but are not filling, such as clothes, are very cheap.

Even during the Chinese New Year, not many people buy cloth to make clothes, so the relative price drops a lot.

After buying the cloth, Mr. He originally wanted to buy some meat to eat during the Chinese New Year, but after going around the market for a week, he didn't see a single meat stall.

Presumably the farmers kept the pigs for their own consumption, and it was not easy for the butchers to go and collect the pigs.

In desperation, Mr. He had no choice but to buy some small items such as pots and pans. Of course, they were all very cheap.

When they arrived at a shop selling bowls, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl selling bowls gave He a mysterious wink and motioned for her to follow him into the shop.
Chapter completed!