"Dad, grandpa's credit."

Zhuo Lin dared not say that it was his credit, but Zhuo Dajun didn't care who it was. He was more happy than anything else to get back his salary.

A bucket of millet is equivalent to 12.5 kilograms, but two buckets of rice are not 25 kilograms? Zhuo Lin just looked at the weight, and it was only more or less, at 20 or 30 kilograms.

It seems that this family is really afraid of illness, but they don’t know if they have given them guidance. Otherwise, based on their urinary nature, how did they think of taking grain and paying back money to pray for forgiveness? Could it be that they really think that someone has touched the Feng Shui of their ancestral grave?

Zhuo Lin sneered and decided not to pay attention. She originally thought that if these people didn't come, they would go there again. Now, everyone is happy.

My mother looked at the millets and was so excited: "This is Xiaomi. How long has it been since I saw it? Come over with a cloth bag and decorate your uncle's house. Da Jun, is it really the result of that old man's help?"

Zhuo Dajun shook his head, "I don't know this either. OK. Since I have given the money, I have brought apologies. Even if this matter is over, you can give this rice to the child and her grandfather. You have collected the money. I will go to the city again today to see if I can find a living."

Zhuo Dajun was thinking about making more money and supplementing nutrition to his wife and children. Previously, due to the bad habits of the Liu family, he was in a depressed mood for a long time.

Now that I have gotten back the wages, I feel relaxed. When I walk, my feet are in my feet, and my serious face is not so serious.

Wang looked at her husband gratefully. She was naturally worried about her parents' family, but she had four children to raise, so even if she took Xiaomi, she only prepared a pound of pounds, so she still asked her eldest son to give it to her.

"Ayuan, go and go back to Ang when you arrive at your grandma's house. I won't be able to go there with your youngest brother. I'll give you a careful greeting to your grandparents."

Not only did Wang prepare a pound of millet, but he also smashed some bean dregs and the toon buds that Zhuo Lin gave birth to.

Since Zhuo Lin wrapped the Chinese toon trees around them, they have never grown up. They will be pulled out after being sent out. Anyway, they have not thought of growing up before they have eaten enough. Who made the Chinese toon buds taste very delicious after being cold? Zhuo Lin likes it, so he didn't plan to let go.

Wang's mother's home is about two or three hours away from Ximu Village. When Zhuoyuan goes, Zhuoran also wants to follow him. It is not the first time that the two brothers have gone there. Wang is quite relieved, but Zhuolin is not interested. One is that her legs are short, and the other is that she is not familiar with her.

The millet of about 26 kilograms was given to Wang's parents' family one kilogram and the eldest uncle's family five kilograms. The remaining twenty kilograms were carefully collected by Wang's family. This was the food for their little daughter and son.

The brother and brother have suffered a lot in the past six months. After having Xiaomi, they have to find ways to supplement their nutrition.

Zhuo Dajun, after the two children left, Wang took Zhuo Lin into the house to pack up his things. First of all, Xiaomi and Qian had to lock the cabinet, and it was only a short time. She saw her mother counting the bills at home. Twenty yuan was the only money in this family. Thinking about it, it was not easy for the past six months. My father had not worked and there was no food in the field. He usually had a worldly manner and the child had to pay for medical treatment when he was sick. Without this little money, the family really couldn't operate.
Chapter completed!