As the days passed, the fragrance of osmanthus flowers became lighter and lighter, and the green on the mountain became less and less. In the blink of an eye, it was December. Tang Xiaonan had already changed into a thick cotton jacket, which was a big red jacket made by Xu Jinfeng. She also tied two small braids and tied a red ribbon, which was more festive than the boys in the New Year pictures.

Tang Laifeng bought a brand new sewing machine, which Tang Laijin brought to her from Songcheng. Tang Laifeng, who had a sewing machine, joined Xu Jinfeng and others. They no longer made summer clothes, but specialized in winter clothes. The styles were popular in the south. After they were finished, they had to iron them. Zhang Manyue and the others contracted them.

This small workshop has already become a clothing factory, but the staff is still too small. Tang Peng is already considering applying for a factory. He plans to communicate with the superiors to see if the superiors support it. If the factory is started, the whole village can live a good life.

The Tang family lived a prosperous life, but it was the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. Chai Boliang was fired by his unit. Although the reason was not disclosed and the fired, everyone in the unit knew that it was because of lifestyle problems. Those photos almost made the director angry to death.

The director called Chai Boliang and threw the photo on his face. Chai Boliang, who was still trying to defend himself, saw that he and the little widow who were not mosaiced in the photo, had a face as if he was ashen and the little widow, and his heart was ashamed, and knew that it was irreversible.

Without work, the whole family had to eat and drink, and his parents had to take medicine, and they had no savings, so they could only rely on their four sisters to help. However, over time, the four brother-in-law had an objection. Once the support was cut off, the Chai family really couldn't even afford to drink porridge.

The young widow, who was so kind to Chai Boliang in the past, also changed his face. Chai Boliang wanted to borrow some money to ask his lover to deal with the emergency, but the young widow didn't even let him in. It was cold and cold, and his words were colder than ice knife. Chai Boliang realized at this moment that all the sweet words the young widow said before were acting, just for his money and for his care.

Now that he has no job, the young widow turns his back on his face.

At this moment, Chai Boliang thought of Tang Laifeng's good things. In the past, he only had to pay his salary and keep some pocket money. Tang Laifeng would arrange his family in an orderly manner and often eat meat. He didn't have to worry about anything when he went home and lived a free and comfortable life.

Now the house is barely covered, there is not a grain of rice in the rice jar, there is no oil in the oil pot, and I can't get any food out. The house is filled with the sighs of my parents, and my eldest son is lying motionless in the quilt, and the house is so deserted that it is gone.

"Bai Liang, is it time to eat?" Chai's mother came out tremblingly. She was almost starving to death and could not even walk.

"No."

Chai Boliang lowered his head in shame. He was too incompetent.

Chai's mother's eyes turned dark, she shook her body a few times, and she didn't fall to the ground while holding the wall. She said resentfully: "It must be Tang Laifeng's doing it. She just can't stand us well."

Chai Boliang also looked angry. No one would report him except Tang Laifeng. A couple is kind to one day. Tang Laifeng is too cruel. Even if she doesn’t care about her former husband and wife friendship, would she not even care about her eldest son’s life or death?

Chai's mother was so hungry that she was dizzy. Even in the most difficult time before, she had never been so hungry. She swallowed the water and said powerlessly: "Bailiang, you...you go and ask for something to eat. No matter what it is, as long as you can eat, mom is so hungry."

Chai Boliang was even more ashamed and helped Chai's mother lie on the bed. Chai's father looked gray and he coughed a few times. Since he stopped taking the medicine, his spirit became worse and worse. Chai's father had already felt that there was not much time left.

But he couldn't rest assured.
Chapter completed!