Chapter 81 Burn Money
He Ximei was cooking in the kitchen, Su Peng tending the fire, and Su Xiaofeng was outside greeting the guests, occasionally coming into the kitchen to lend a hand.
In the main hall outside, Su Xiaofeng poured tea for three people.
The kitchen had wooden windows, half covered with oiled paper, half uncovered, allowing the smoke and the aroma of meat to drift outside.
Every household, smelling the meaty fragrance, knew that Old Su Guaizi was hosting a dinner tonight. They swallowed saliva and, looking at their own dishes lacking oil, gobbled up their meals.
After feeding the pigs, Ma Donghua returned home, smelled the meaty aroma from her elder brother’s place, and scoffed, "This elder brother of ours just doesn’t know how to live properly. The mine just lost fifteen hundred, yet they act as if they have ten thousand, imitating others by eating big chunks of meat as if they’ve never seen money before."
"Been poor all our lives, this must be the first time they’ve seen so much money," Su Zongming snapped his cigarette, "I’ll go to his place and see, and ask if they still want the land. If they do, they better bring the money soon."
"Exactly, they even talk about building a house. When they have money they squander it so freely, and the house won’t be built before the money’s gone," Su Guisheng threw down his chopsticks, "I’ll go with Dad to check on the elder brother’s house."
Su Zongming walked ahead, Su Guisheng behind; perhaps it was too dark at night, Su Guisheng didn’t see the moss on the ground, stepped on it, and fell head over heels.