In Changping Village, the Guanyin Temple is being built in full swing. Because the person who paid for the construction of the temple is General Luo, Blacksmith Luo spends time here almost every day, working with the craftsmen and supervising the work.

Supervision is something that always needs someone to do, otherwise if no one is watching, no one can tell whether they will cut corners or not.

Luo Fengtang gave the craftsman Baotou an extra amount of food money and asked him to use the money to solve the problem of food and drink for the craftsmen while they were building the temple.

As long as these foremen work as foremen and lead people to work, and cook and cook, they all use their own mothers-in-law or sisters-in-law and so on. If the master gives money, they can more or less get some oil and water out of it. No matter how bad it is,

, it also solves the problem of food and drink for the family. If you can save a mouthful of food for the family, it is a mouthful of food!

Everyone has his own place.

In the village, Ms. Liu gave Yang Huaming the key to the house where she lived in the town, "Go ahead and buy vegetables in the town. You don't have to buy vegetables and fruits. You can just get them from our own stall."

What you want to buy is meat and vegetables, and you also have to buy wine."

Yang Huaming took the key in his hand: "I'm going to town to buy groceries. Why do you give me this key? Do you still have meat dishes in your house?"

Ms. Liu glared at him fiercely: "I don't have meat and vegetables in my house, but I have money in my house. If you don't have money, how can you buy meat and vegetables and drink?"

If this had been said in the past, it would have been something Yang Huaming had dreamed of hearing.

But now, he is not happy to hear it.

Throwing the key on the table next to him, he said with a face: "You look down on people, I, Yang Huaming, don't gamble or go whoring now. I save every penny I earn. If I can't buy two tables of food, am I still a man?"

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Mrs. Liu raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Yang Huaming, who was holding his head high and his chest upright in front of him, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Come on, a dog can't change his habit of eating shit, gambling or whoring, but he can't guarantee that the money will end up in the pockets of Widow Zhang, Widow Li and others. You'd better go buy groceries with my money and don't dig it when the time comes.

It’s so shrunken that it makes people laugh.”

Liu's bar key was put into Yang Huaming's hand again, and Yang Huaming was really annoyed.

He grabbed Mr. Liu and forcefully pushed the key back, "I don't want it if I say I don't want it, but I can't let a woman like you look down on me!"

He turned around and left. Mrs. Liu called him from behind, but he didn't even look back.

Mrs. Liu stamped her feet: "I can't be bothered to care about you, you little elm pimple!"

"Whose mother are you with the surname Liu? I am his mother, don't be so blind!"

Mrs. Liu was busy complaining to Yang Huaming, but she ignored Mr. Tan, who was sitting at the door of the east room with his hands in the sun. No, he was choked by Mr. Tan.

Unless absolutely necessary, Mrs. Liu tried her best not to provoke Mr. Tan.

"Isn't this because he was angry? It's just a catchphrase..." she explained.

Mrs. Tan snorted, raised her nostrils and glared at Mrs. Liu: "Words are not enough. If you want to compete with me for seniority, there is no way."

Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment. She really couldn't say anything in front of the old lady. She could pick out the bones from the eggs for you.

Mrs. Liu would let Mrs. Tan go once, but not a second time. Anyway, she was no longer the wife of the old Yang family, so what was she afraid of?

"Should I say that you, an old lady, think too much? Or do you want to put your face on yourself? Steal your seniority? Ha, even if you want to be with me, I'm too lazy to do it..."
Chapter completed!