Yun Ziqing curled her lips in disdain. He had always felt that Zhang Dafu was as stupid as the pigs she killed every day. He might have been deceived by someone again.

"What you said is wrong. Why don't we in Plum Blossom Town deserve to use these good things? Dafu, thank you for remembering us!"

Before Zhang Dafu could explain, Wang accepted the soap with a smile and glared at Yun Ziqing.

Zhang Dafu touched his nose awkwardly, shook his head nonchalantly and said, "I thought the person selling this soap was pretty good, so I believed her, but I didn't expect this thing to be really useful."

Zhang Dafu saw the contempt in Yun Ziqing's eyes, and she wanted to tell him that she was not deceived.

The soap seller was her regular customer. He always had money and goods, and he never owed her anything.

"Do you know that person?"

Wang held the soap and asked casually.

"Well, that man and his husband came to me to buy half a pig before. Later, they came here often to buy meat. Over time, they became familiar with her. That girl is a very nice person."

Zhang Dafu quite likes Su Qiruo, who is straightforward and neat. She is generous and informal, not like ordinary people in the market.

When Yun Ziqing heard this, a figure instantly appeared in his mind.

"You mean the person selling this soap is the woman who bought you half a pig that day?"

Zhang Dafu could sell a few pigs every day, but he bought so many pigs at one time. Except for holidays or banquets at home, there were almost none on weekdays, so Yun Ziqing was sure that the person Zhang Dafu mentioned was that day.

The wife of Yun Zimu whom I met.

"Exactly."

Zhang Dafu nodded heavily, feeling happy that Yun Ziqing took the initiative to talk to her.

"She... sells... this in the town every day?"

Yun Ziqing pointed to the small wooden box in Wang's hand, forgetting what the thing was called.

In other words, he didn't even listen to what Zhang Dafu said just now.

"I don't see her every day, but that girl often comes back to my shop to buy lard."

Zhang Dafu thought about it carefully before saying.

"Buy lard?"

Yun Ziqing frowned in confusion. It was okay for people with better family conditions to come here often to buy meat. But what was the reason for coming here to buy lard?

"The girl loved her husband very much. She said that her husband loved fried food the most, so she bought some lard every time she went to town."

Speaking of loving his husband, Zhang Dafu couldn't help but blush and glanced at Yun Ziqing secretly.

She will definitely love her husband very much in the future.

Yun Ziqing pursed her lips tightly and squinted her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Zhang Dafu originally wanted to chat with Yun Ziqing for a few more words. After all, the girl came to his place yesterday and ordered a lot of lard, but before she could speak again, Yun Ziqing stood up and walked out of the door.

Looking at Yun Ziqing's thin back, Zhang Dafu couldn't help but feel distressed.

She knew that Wang was partial and only doted on her own daughter, so Yun Ziqing's life at home was not satisfactory.

After she marries him back, she will definitely make delicious food for him every day and raise him until he is fat and white.

"Ahem..."

Wang's slight cough brought back Zhang Dafu's thoughts, and Zhang Dafu hurriedly stood up and said goodbye.

"Um...Uncle Wang, there is still something to do in the shop, so I will go back first."

"Stay and eat before leaving!"

Wang pretended to be polite, but in fact he had no intention of keeping Zhang Dafu at all.

He still wants to wait for his daughter to come back from school in the evening to eat these two kilograms of meat!

If Zhang Dafu stayed to eat and had to eat half a catty, then his Ziqin would have to eat half a catty less.

"No, no, the shop is still busy. I'll come see you another day...and Ziqing."

Zhang Dafu hurriedly waved his hand and refused. It was not like she couldn't see Wang's hypocrisy.

"That child Ziqing has been spoiled by me on weekdays. Don't argue with him. I will talk to him later."

Wang said this deliberately, and never asked Zhang Dafu to stay for dinner.

"Uncle Wang is fine. Don't talk about Ziqing. He is in a bad mood today. I will come over another day. If there is anything missing at home, just tell me and I will bring it to you next time.

"

Zhang Dafu exchanged polite words with Wang and left in a hurry. Wang went to close the door, then his face became cold and he went directly to the backyard to find Yun Ziqing.

Zhang Dafu was stupid and couldn't see anything, but Wang, the father, could see clearly.

Yun Ziqing is clearly interested in Yun Zimu's wife. Doesn't he think there aren't enough things at home?

"Ziqing, open the door, it's daddy."

Wang knocked on the door several times, but there was no response, so she opened her mouth and shouted.

After waiting for a long time, Yun Ziqing slowly opened the door.

Wang glanced into the room before walking in, sat down on the stool, and started scolding.

"Dad knows that Zhang Dafu is not outstanding in appearance, so you may despise her. But you have to know that your mother has gone and everything in the house has been stolen by those little foxes. We, father and son,

It’s really not easy for people to get to where they are today!”

Wang's eyes turned red again as he spoke. He felt sorry for the family property, which should have belonged to his daughter.

"Although this rich man looks ugly, he has a great heart. If you marry her in the future, you will only be waiting for happiness. What's the use of a good-looking woman? That's the truth if you treat you well."

Wang talked for a long time, but Yun Ziqing didn't react at all. He had heard these words eighty times if not a hundred times, and his ears were about to grow calluses.

Wang's face turned cold when she saw that Yun Ziqing was unwilling to listen to what she said so loudly and angrily.

"I know what you have in mind. Since we have sold the old house and moved out, we are not allowed to deal with those people from the past in the future. Whether they live well or not, it has nothing to do with us. Don't mess around.

, if you cause any trouble that affects your sister's career, don't blame me for not caring about the relationship between father and son."

After saying that, without waiting for Yun Ziqing to say anything, Wang strode away, completely losing his previous demeanor as the head of the family.

A wry smile appeared on Yun Zimu's lips, and he murmured with red eyes: "Yes! You only have your daughter in your heart, so what do I mean? I'm just a tool to make money for you!"

By promising him to Zhang Dafu, he could not only receive a lot of gift money, but also be able to go to Zhang's house every day to ask for meat and things. He said that he had found a good family for him, but he didn't ask if he was willing.

What's the difference between this and selling him?

No, there is still a difference.

At least the bastards he sold will no longer have to endure his exploitation in the future.
Chapter completed!