Chapter 28 Don't work hard, where will the money come from?
Yang Lina smiled happily. For the first time in this family, she was completely respected.
Li Jingcheng and Li Jianguo could not help but raise the corners of their mouths.
After the family sent Li Jingxuan to the entrance of the village, Yang Lina said hello and left first. Although today's tofu has been prepared, she bought wall paint and paint and planned to paint all the walls except the courtyard wall and use paint to eat.
The table and stools should be refurbished and painted to make living more comfortable.
Yang Lina has experienced life and death, and she doesn't want to waste every minute or second.
If it hadn't been for this time travel, she would have hardly realized that life is short, and surviving even one day is a great luxury.
Because accidents are everywhere, and life is spent encountering hope amidst conflicts and difficulties.
Wang Ying felt very uneasy when she saw Yang Lina's back. Yang Lina said that she wanted to divorce that day, which made her feel confused.
"Old man, Mrs. Yang said that Jing Ming has agreed with her that they will divorce at the end of this year. Do you think this girl's mentality in life now looks like that of a divorced person?"
Wang Ying wanted her old man to give her a tranquilizer. After all, he was the head of the family and had seen much more than she had.
"When did it happen? Don't talk nonsense here again. Now that your life is finally stable, don't bother the young couple. I think the girl from the Yang family is more than capable of matching Jingming now."
No matter how good his son is, his leg is still lame.
Li Jianguo held a tobacco bag behind his back with one hand and a tobacco bag in the other, turned around and walked towards his home.
"Old man, listen to me, the girl from the Yang family told me personally.
If you don’t believe it, when Jing Ming comes back, we’ll call him and ask him.”
It's not that Li Jianguo doesn't believe it, it's that Wang Ying has a soft ear. If anyone makes a casual gossip, she will break the casserole and get to the bottom of it, especially if it's about Yang Lina.
"No, when Jing Ming comes back, we have to ask him to give birth to a child for Jing Ming as soon as possible.
After having a child, a woman's heart is tied to the child, and it depends on whether she can escape when the time comes."
If Yang Lina really ran away, she could throw this person away, but her money-grubbing mother and brother couldn't afford to throw him away.
Wang Ying was probably getting older, and as he kept thinking about it, he thought about Yang Lina running away after giving birth.
After Yang Lina returned, she still locked the door alone.
Children who grow up in single-parent families are extremely insecure and long for the warmth of home, but they are not attracted to anyone casually.
Yang Lina didn't want to be disturbed by others, nor did she want to discuss the bizarre events that happened to her with them.
She focused on renovating the house.
The wall paint came in a big bucket. Yang Lina changed into shabby clothes, folded a hat with newspapers and put it on, and started painting from inside the house.
The brush is twenty centimeters wide, and it can be brushed very quickly. In a short time, the first pass of the house was finished, and by the time the outside of the house was finished, the inside of the house was already dry.
In this way, she brushed it three times, and the whole yard looked more beautiful and unique.
In the evening, the painted tables and stools were drying.
Yang Lina plucked green onions in the yard and made herself cold tofu with green onions. She made a simple dinner.
Since making tofu, we have dried tofu and tofu skin at home.
Yang Lina did not sell the dried tofu and tofu skin, but thought of drying them and eating them during the winter.
In just over a month, I have saved a bag of dried tofu and a bag of dried tofu skin.
There happened to be something dried in the yard. Yang Lina put it in a cloth bag and planned to give it to Tian Li. Her family had many children. Zhang Kaikai went to the mine with Li Jingming again. Her mother-in-law saw her giving birth to four daughters again, so she was very interested in Tian Li.
He was so unruly and unreasonable that his four children simply couldn't get enough to eat.
Just when she was about to go out, Tian Li's eldest daughter Zhang Xiaojuan came to buy tofu with a dollar in her hand.
Yang Lina weighed four pounds of tofu and went to Tian Li's house with the dried tofu skin.
Tian Li's mother-in-law and her father-in-law went to her eldest daughter's house. Tian Li's mother happened to bring a few kilograms of white flour. Tian Li sent her eldest daughter to buy tofu and make dumplings for the children.
When Yang Lina went in, Tian Li had already made noodles and was picking leeks in the yard. She saw Yang Lina holding something in her hand, dropped the leeks, wiped her hands on her pants, and took what Yang Lina was holding.
"Why did you send it here yourself? It's so troublesome for you.
You go sit in the room first, I just want to make dumplings for us to eat together."
Tian Li thanked and admired the woman in front of her who was several years younger than herself from the bottom of her heart.
Not to mention her past, in terms of how she behaves now, no one in the village can compare to her.
In terms of business, the tofu sales are booming, the quantity is sufficient, and the taste is good. If you buy more, you will get more.
The house is kept clean and orderly by one person inside and outside. Anyone who marries such a woman is simply blessed.
On Yang Lina's side, she has been too lazy to cook since Li Jingming left. More importantly, she just has to make do with whatever she wants. Gradually, her appetite has decreased and she has lost weight.
Hearing Tian Li talk about eating dumplings, he swallowed his saliva, but when he thought they were stuffed with tofu, he didn't want to eat them much.
Thinking of the steak, hot pot, bibimbap, spicy hot pot, barbecue, and braised pig's trotters in the past, I can't help but want to swallow.
"No, sister-in-law, I just ate it. Xiaojuan is less than five years old, so it's too heavy to carry so many things.
This cloth bag contains dried tofu and tofu skin. If your child is greedy, you can change it.
When eating, soak it in cold water in advance, stir-fry, stew, or serve it cold."
"Sister, you are so attentive. I take advantage of you every time. I don't know how to thank you."
Tian Li felt very guilty. She knew that Yang Lina had always wanted to help her, but she felt embarrassed after too many times.
"There's no need to say more words of thanks. If you do, I'll go back first. There's no one at home to watch the door."
Yang Lina greeted Tian Li's mother, turned around and left with the cloth bag. Tian Li quickly found another bag and poured a few kilograms of white flour into Yang Lina's face, which was considered a favor to her.
She couldn't give more, so these few kilograms of white flour were the most valuable thing in the house.
"Sister, you can take these few kilograms of white flour and make dumplings to eat. I don't have anything to give you. Don't refuse, or I won't eat your tofu in the future."
Yang Lina couldn't resist it, so she pursed her lips and took it.
Even if she wants to help, she has to rely on Tian Li herself.
After nightfall, Tian Li packed up the dried tofu and tofu skin and found a dollar inside. This money was the money she asked Xiaojuan to buy tofu.
Tian Li grabbed the money, her eyes red. After a long time, she silently wiped her nose and tears and put the money into her trouser pocket.
The weather was getting warmer and warmer. Li Jingming was wearing clothes when he went down to the cave. When he came out of the cave, he was carrying dozens of kilograms of coal. He was sweating all over, so he simply took off his clothes.
The double shoulder straps of the backpack were crushed by the weight, causing red marks on Li Jingming's shoulders. Over time, the skin on his shoulders also became scratched.
When carrying coal in and out of the cave, Li Jingming's body was covered with coal powder. Over time, the strangulation marks turned black, like tattoos, which penetrated deeply into his flesh and could not be washed away.