"Uncle San, if I knew you were doing these things outside, she would rather not wear cotton clothes." Wufu waved his hand, feeling very uncomfortable, and almost started to cry. "Besides, life is better now, I will buy the clothes for her in the cold weather. You don't have to work so hard."

If she had known that Uncle San was doing these jobs outside, she would rather count the pastry work as a part of him.

Although Liu Hongyu is not worthy of sympathy, Uncle San really makes her feel distressed.

Lian Daman waved his hand and glanced at Wufu, "Look at what you said, you bought it by you, I bought it by my heart. Your breasts are so old, and I haven't been filial to her well over the years. It's rare that I have the ability now, so you just let me do my best, can't you?"

That's right, Wufu believes that maybe because he gave the old lady twenty yuan last time, he finally made a fuss at home, and he felt uncomfortable. He must have saved some money and respected the old lady in private.

However, if the old lady knew that he was doing these jobs, she would feel distressed.

The old lady didn't want him to work at all, because she was afraid that he would endure hardships, so she didn't know that he would endure such hardships.

It was Wufu, and my heart hurt so much that it was like someone was drilling with a drill. I couldn't help crying, "Uncle San, don't do this, I feel uncomfortable when I look at it."

Lian Daman reached out and wanted to touch Wufu's head, but after all, he just carved the dead, which was too unlucky, so he finally took his hand back, "It's not uncomfortable. I don't steal or rob your third uncle. I rely on my own strength to do things. What's the point of feeling sorry for me?"

After saying that, he called Wufu to the opposite side, sat down on a bench, and told Wufu about his difficulties, "Besides, you don't know that your third aunt is not good at managing the family, and spends as much as you can. If I really give her all the money for a month, she will spend all her money, what should I do when she gives birth to a baby?"

Thinking of the things at home, he sighed, "You can't keep a family of people, just keep it. If you don't complain, I feel shameless."

Wufu understands that for a man, if he can't even support his family, he will feel that he has no dignity at all.

These are trivial matters compared to dignity.

But there are some words that she doesn't vomit at this time.

She looked at Lian Daman and frowned and said, "Uncle San, do you think you are too indulging in Aunt San. Our family is not a rich family. We are not inferior to ordinary people in the village. Why do you have to let her do that? She will give you whatever she wants? She spent all the money you earn in two months in her parents' home for a month. If this continues, no matter how many jobs you do, you can't support her."

After pausing, Wufu thought of Meileshan, and she tactfully mentioned it, "And I tell you that such a woman can only be rich but not share the hardships with you. Once you can't make money in the future, she will easily do something wrong."

In fact, I have done something wrong now, but there is no evidence yet.

But I hope Lian Daman will be mentally prepared to not be able to face it until that moment.

Lian Daman understood, but strangely, he was very confident in this matter. He shook his head, "No, although your third aunt is powerful and stingy, she still has the same heart for me, otherwise she wouldn't have tried her best to give birth to a son for me."
Chapter completed!