The long-term leader can't ask for it, the white-housewife, he doesn't want to look at it at a glance.

The onlookers saw that they were not busy, but they also dispersed. The original excitement, and it was fleeting, leaving only the old lady and Liu in the autumn wind.

They haven't returned to God yet, and they are obviously asking for money. They clearly know that they are in charge. How come they end up, they become unreasonable people?

"Mother, what should I do now?" Liu has already had a cry, the husband has double arms, waiting for the silver to cure the wound, the old lady has no money left in the hands, if it is taken out to treat the big column, then Xiaofeng The tuition for the year will not be paid, and the food used for the winter is also ruined by the rain today. How has this winter been? If the injury of the big column is not cured, there may be a residual fee. How can they live in the days to come?

The road in front of me seems to be blocked by a group of black fog. She can't see the road ahead, but she can't see hope. What should I do? Now how to do?

The old lady is awkwardly horizontal. She: "What do you do? You ask me, who do I ask? When you meet something, you know that you are crying, crying is useful, can you have something difficult under this day? Useless things, even your own men are in charge I can't stop it, and it will cause trouble for me all the time. One by one, I will not stop."

Liu’s grievances are terrible. The big pillar is that her man is right, but it is also the old lady’s son. If it is the case, then it is her son who is the mother of her mother. When will she talk about her to manage the big pillar?

But the old lady looks like this now. She is aggrieved and afraid to speak.

The two stood outside the Hujiayuan, and they did not leave. They did not stay until the sky blew up again. It was about to fall down and it was raining. They just left helplessly and went back to Baijia.

When Bai Dazhu saw the two men coming back empty-handed, they looked like a wry, and they were so angry that they shouted: "I see you are thinking that I am dying here, thinking that I will become disabled?"

White old lady frowned and didn't make a sound. Liu looked at the white old lady's face and whispered: "The white man is not willing to give money, not to say that you are hurt yourself. It has nothing to do with them. We, we are If you are too thin, there is no way to take them. The lieutenant will not help us, we -- we --"

Bai Dazhu said: "So you are empty back? She does not give money, my hand will not be cured?"

Liu hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not a cure. Isn't that a way to find out?" She sneaked at the old lady and whispered: "You don't know the situation at home, you don't have much family, you go back. With both hands, after breaking the leg, plus the money to buy grain and buy ink for Xiaofeng, I have already spent seven or eighty eight."

Bai Dazhu now has no intention to listen to her account. "Let me to abolish these words. I just want to know, my hand is still cured?"

Liu didn't make a sound. When he looked at the old lady, he was drinking white soup in the house. He also went to the door of the room and looked at the silent old lady. He also wanted to know how she would choose this time. .

Will it be the same as ten years ago, in order to hold on to the silver, watching the father and the three brothers die and die?

The old lady’s dark face was finally relaxed. She looked at the big pillar and sighed: “The big pillar, not the mother does not want to treat you. You also know that our Xiaofeng spends a lot of money every year to go to school. It’s not for yourself, it’s for this family, for Xiaofeng!”

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