Chapter 3

The Milky soup rolled in the pot, and the fish slices were crystal and delicate, silky and snow-white.

Mother Jiang, who was not greedy for food, swallowed her saliva and stared at the fish soup on the table.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Knock, knock, knock."

The neighbors were attracted by the fish soup and asked, "what did Mrs. Jiang stew? It's so delicious?"

"What else can you stew? Let Tao stew the crucian carp sent by small money."

Tao Tao?

The neighbors looked incredulous.

Just that child, others don't know, they can't know.

This kind of house is not soundproof. They all see Yantao's past appearance. No wonder he is hated by people.

Can you stew fish soup?

Come on.

He's almost as good as fish stew.

You have to know yourself if you want to show off your grandson.

Boring.

The neighbors scattered in twos and threes. Yantao scooped out a bowl of fish soup with scallion and coriander floating on it. The smell made people swallow their saliva.

Mrs. Jiang picked up the spoon and drank the soup with a sense of eagerness.

"It's delicious!"

The old man couldn't say anything praising. He just kept trying to make Yantao drink as soon as possible.

"Grandma, I'm losing weight."

This fish soup is a great tonic. Tangtang Yan can't go out with this broken shell.

That shame will go to the stars.

"Ah, you are so thin these days. Grandma looks distressed."

Mother Jiang's face was distressed. In the eyes of the old man, no matter how fat the child was, it was thin.

Yantao pulled at the corner of his mouth.

The door suddenly rang and was knocked open. The drunken man broke into the door, "dead old woman, take out the money."

"Dapeng, how can you drink like this?" mother-in-law Jiang stepped forward quickly to help him. Liu Peng gambled all night yesterday and lost all his money. He pushed mother-in-law Jiang away. "Old and immortal, where's the money?"

"Where am I rich?" Yantao gave her a hand, and Mrs. Jiang stood firm. "Didn't she just give you three hundred a few days ago? I have no money!"

"Bah! Three hundred dollars is a fart!" I lost the bet in one game.

Liu Peng is the eldest son of mother-in-law Jiang. He is a rural man in his forties. He is typical of male chauvinism. He has formed a family with a son and a daughter. He has much more money than mother-in-law Jiang. He also runs to play the autumn wind from time to time.

"Don't fool around with me! Where's the money for school, little bastard? Give it to me!"

"No!" gave him, Tao Tao still how to go to school!

She's sorry enough.

Liu Peng walked forward drunk, and when he was drunk, he scolded more and more, "This little bastard Yan's family doesn't want to throw it to our family as junk! It may be that he cheated on goods and colluded with others. Liu Cheng didn't know he was wearing a green hat. But you are old and immortal. You don't know whether you are close or not. You regard the baby born by Liu Cheng as a treasure and the seed of me as a treasure! What's Yan Tao TM? Liu's family, I'm kind to take him in!"

"Take out the money."

Mrs. Jiang's eyes were red with anger. This is her son.

One by one.

She was so angry that she burst into tears.

Subconsciously protecting the back table, Liu Peng looked at it and saw the mottled rusty iron box.

He grabbed it and opened it. There were all kinds of coins and notes in the iron box, all of which were picked up by Mrs. Jiang.

"Hum, old and immortal, I haven't said yet."

Mother Jiang rushed to protect the money. "These are for Tao Tao's school. You can't take them away."

Yantao grabbed Mrs. Jiang's arm and pushed her to a chair to sit down. "Grandma, don't worry. Will you leave it to me?"

Every time Liu Peng comes, he searches for money.

A strong man is a melon counsellor outside. He only knows that he is horizontal in his nest. Yan Tao hates this kind of man most in his life.

One hit her at the muzzle of the gun. Don't blame her for being cruel!

"Tao Tao, don't go!"

Mrs. Jiang wanted to catch Yantao, but she caught nothing.

Liu Peng was taking out a note and stuffing it into his trouser pocket. His arm was suddenly caught. He looked at it and sneered. Completely ignoring that it was his nominal nephew, he raised his foot and kicked it.

"Ah --"

A shrill scream resounded through the sky.