On this day, Gu Daqiang, who was sleepy, staggered out to urinate.

When he saw his father struggling to deliver a large bundle of firewood, he smiled with satisfaction.

He said brazenly: "Dad, you can put the firewood directly in the stove. Lianhua said that you have to go to the firewood pile to hold the firewood to cook."

Gu Yunkai felt sad in his heart. His second brother said that Daqiang was useless, but he was not willing to accept it.

At such an old age, he is the only son.

Although the family was separated, he couldn't bear it.

Seeing that their firewood pile was out of firewood, they worked hard to collect it from the mountain and carry it over.

Unexpectedly, his son would let him serve him to the point of speaking, and the resentment in his heart rushed to his heart.

He said angrily: "If you struggle to hold firewood, don't eat!"

He threw the firewood on the ground, shook off the rope and wanted to leave.

Gu Daqiang suddenly saw something and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Dad, wait a minute, are you wearing a new cotton-padded jacket?"

Gu Yunkai did wear a new cotton-padded jacket, but the old one could no longer be worn.

This cotton-padded jacket is the cotton and cloth sent by the eldest sister to the second brother's house. The brother-in-law and his wife made the cotton-padded jacket, and the second brother sent it to him.

When he went to cut firewood in the mountains, he put on a patched coat because he was afraid of the cold and worried about getting it dirty.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, the brat saw it with his sharp eyes.

Thinking of his second brother's words, he could only say: "It was your second uncle who gave me his cotton coat because he was afraid that I would be cold."

Gu Daqiang curled his lips and sneered, as if he couldn't tell that his father was clearly wearing a new cotton-padded coat.

My second uncle’s family is extremely poor, how can they still have money to make cotton-padded clothes?

He pleaded: "Dad, don't you still have an old cotton-padded coat? Just wear it. I don't have any cotton-padded clothes to wear, so I can't even go out."

Gu Yunkai hasn't worn a new cotton-padded jacket for several years, and he likes this new one very much.

He said dullly: "We are all separated and we can live our own lives, so don't dream about it."

Gu Daqiang was full of nonsense, "Dad, don't be like this. Is it possible to borrow my son's clothing for a few days? Someone found a job for me in the town, and I want to go take a look."

Gu Yunkai was so worried that he couldn't sleep when he saw Daqiang eating and waiting to die every day.

I heard that there is such a good thing, but I can't let my son go to work in the town wearing single clothes.

His heart suddenly softened, "Then you can buy cotton-padded clothes when you earn money, and I will definitely return this one."

"Dad, don't worry!"

In this way, Gu Daqiang tricked his father into getting a new cotton-padded jacket. He felt good after wearing it, and the khaki navy blue cotton-padded jacket looked particularly energetic.

He happily went out for a walk, and soon found that the children of his second uncle's family were all wearing new clothes, and his second uncle was also wearing new cotton-padded clothes.

The total amount of cloth coupons the whole family has earned for a year these days is enough to make one cotton-padded coat, which is pretty good. It can also provide new cotton-padded clothes for the adults and four children.

These cotton clothes and fabrics should have been sent by my aunt.

How much fabric and cotton did that woman get, and she gave so much to her second uncle?

He wanted to tell the truth and trample under his feet the aunt who had plotted against him to vent his anger.

He quickly came to the town, but couldn't find Dao Lian Lian, so he asked some friends.

Only then did I know that Dao Tiao Lian had been sentenced to death and had already been executed.

Minister Wang behind him was sentenced to ten years in prison.

As for those subordinates, they were all dismissed.

He was so frightened that his face changed, and he subconsciously touched his head.

Is what dad said true? Without the help of my aunt to say a good word, I will be sentenced too?

Look at the people in the town holding their chests out and raising their heads, as if they are full of hope for the future.

There are people selling things secretly in the streets and alleys, and it seems like no one is paying attention.

Is something going to change?

He immediately put aside his thoughts of telling the truth and retreated like a quail.
Chapter completed!