Tong Bolai and Wen A San were muttering in the room. Madam Wen lay behind the wall and listened to their conversation. ⊙When he heard her husband say that only the name is worthy, not the actual sentence, he felt very unhappy.

She was already embarrassed by her two-pair standing on the street with her bare ass. What else is Madam Wen afraid of now? Not to mention the unbearable past that she had been looking back on for half a lifetime, because she deliberately walked out with a calm face and shouted: "Damn turtle, you are a man, you are not capable of making money to support your family. You are not ashamed to live by relying on me to hook up with men? Tell you, I would rather beg for food by myself than let you have a soft meal."

Now Wen A-san has finally become decent, fearing that his neighbors will hear him from the wall, so he quickly smiled and begged: "Don't shout anymore, I'm just chatting with Lao Tong here, and I never said that I want you to sell yourself to support my family, don't be angry. Don't believe it? Just ask Lao Tong."

He said at the same time, and he walked out quickly. Thirty-six strategies were the best, which meant that Tong Bolai would persuade him.

Sure enough, as soon as he carved his eyes, Madam Wen stopped getting angry and whispered to Tong Bolai, "Your plan is nothing more than to get messy water and take the opportunity to catch fish. Can you hide it from me? But if I don't make things difficult for him just now, he will always remember the word "occupy" in his heart, and always beware of us. Now, I have been clear about it. The turtle has no idea at all. Let's do some time. When he can't make money, he will still have to come and care for you."

Tong Bolai's eyes lit up, and he hugged the woman who was still charming, and put his hands into his skirt quickly. Soon, Miss Wen's eyes were as charming as silk and panting.

"Slow down, oh!" Mrs. Wen gasped, bowed her body to his mercy, and said intermittently: "At that time, you will say that the people who set up a circle must have me change their minds and ask him to ask me again and again. I asked him: 'I'm afraid I'm willing. You have to suspect that I'm having sex with others and are constantly making noise at home. It's useless to explain. If you make enough money, who will I go to forge a divorce? If you have to force me to do this business, you must first write a document he forced me to do. I will do my best to be angry in the rest of my life.'"

Tong Bolai said convincedly: "My wife has made a plan, it is really better than Zhang Liang, so I should act according to the plan."

After four or five days, all seven incidents were missing in the family. The money he earned was not willing to use, so he kept it for a coffin book. Secondly, he needed to handle all kinds of things when he started a gambling game. He was definitely not alone in earning money, and thirdly, he had to spend money when moving and opening a casino.

Without the flow of money to support daily expenses, Wen A San was so anxious that he was so busy that he was sent to blackmail. He paid a large amount of protection fees and had no choice but to discuss with Tong Bolai again.

Tong Bolai followed the instructions of Madam Wen and said, "It's useless to find me. My sister-in-law has to nod my head in this matter. Brother. Go and beg your sister-in-law, otherwise our family will have to drink the northwest wind."

Wen A San had to go begging his wife again, but Mrs. Wen refused to do so. She had to spend money to buy food and drink every day. She was so anxious that she cried.

Mrs. Wen felt the time and forced him to take the bait. Wen A San sighed inwardly and said, "I am hungry and I am not willing to eat." Don't say that I can write a guarantee letter, but I am willing to write a thousand copies. Anyway, my wife doesn't sleep with others once or twice. She is living with Tong Bolai in private all day long, so it's better to sleep with a fat sheep."

In this way, when the Wen family returned to their old business, Tong Bolai transformed himself into a idle man and went around to attract gamblers. Mrs. Wen applied makeup at home and dressed up extremely charmingly. The seduced gamblers were fascinated and ran to the Wen family to gamble money every day.

Mrs. Wen said that there was a shortage of rice at home, and someone immediately rushed to send rice. He asked for silk, but someone sent silk. During the day, the rich guys gambled outside and stayed overnight at night, giving them tips.

In less than a month, the Wen family became lively again and made a lot of money. Someone asked Wen A-san, who was gambled, "What do you call this beautiful lady in the house?"

Wen A San said seriously: "This is Lao Tong's wife. My younger brother and Lao Tong have known each other in the past. The couple borrowed my house to live in for the sake of making a living."

Because those people in the past stopped interacting, these people believed it. However, Lao Tong, a turtle, gambling all day long, and his good wife attracted customers to make money for Boss Wen every day. She was simply a fool. Everyone speculated that Boss Wen had an affair with his wife.

Of course, it doesn't matter to me, and no one deliberately said it, let alone if Tong Bolai said it, would you care? The fact is just the opposite. Mrs. Wen took a break from her busy schedule and had the chance to have sex with Tong Bolai, and now she doesn't avoid Wen A-san.

After all, Wen A-san is a man and he can't help but find a wife to have sex. As a result, Mrs. Wen didn't give him a good face and refused to let her husband get close to her.

After a long time, Wen A Sanda was dissatisfied. On this day, with some alcohol, he yelled and scolded at home, beating his wife, and expelled Tong Bolai.

After cursing for a while, he mentioned the matter of selling his body contract and kept calling him a slave. Tong Bolai is no longer afraid of him, so he couldn't help but go forward and scold him, asking, "Where is the contract of selling his body contract? Who is your slave?"

"Not good." Wen A-san quickly walked into his wife's room and looked for a contract for sale everywhere, but he couldn't find it, so he asked his wife to hand it over.

Madam Wen scolded, "What kind of body contract? It's a ghost, no."

"Do you guys and women still want to rebel?" Wen A San felt something was going to happen, so he didn't want to drink and fell asleep on the bed.

Mrs. Wen said to Tong Bo: "He forgot the promise after making money. He will make a statement tomorrow and will give him a break. I will give him back. Is it okay to lose my reputation? You have to wear a hat for him for many days, so you won't be laughed at by others? I think that if you don't kill yourself, you'll be punished by heaven and earth, it's better to find a way to be a long-term couple for you and me."

Tong Bo said, "This dead turtle has ended his life, which is too cruel. I have a magical prescription for the ancestral dumb medicine. I will buy it at the pharmacy, synthesize this medicine and mix it in tea to pour it into him. If it works, he will become a fool and become a fool. Even though he is still alive, he will die. How about it?"

Mrs. Wen shouted angrily: "You have this prescription, why didn't you say it earlier? Really, go and do it quickly, don't let him wake up."

I don’t know if there is this medicine, or if Wen A San is not lucky, he has been hit. Anyway, the next day, when Tong Bolai came over and saw that Wen A San’s eyes were crooked like puppets, and he couldn’t say anything. He was drowsy all day long and became a useless person.

Wen A San harmed others and himself, and now he had no choice but to do a living turtle, becoming a dementia turtle, giving his wife and property to Tong Bolai for free.

In November winter, at night, in the living room of the formerly rich Tong family courtyard, a fire was set at the foot of the wall. A pot of slurry for feeding pigs tomorrow was boiled, emitting a smell of smell and fragrance.

The firewood was saved and I was reluctant to cook, so I put the big iron pot of boiling water on the stove, and the pot was boiled with the embers inside, and the smoke and dust in the room made people cry and snot.

It was nine o'clock in the evening. As we were used to, the family who should have been sleeping in the bed had not yet been willing to sleep.

Mr. Tong, who has been living a life of luxury, has almost dropped the title of Mr. Tong to "Tong Laogong" this year. In just one year, he has been curled up in the backrest chair in the living room, covered his head with a strong wind hood that he doesn't need to take off even when he sleeps. He only exposed his white and thin face, his hands were cages of the blue cloth robe, his feet wrapped in cotton trousers, and he wore big cotton shoes like coffin.

This year's year is unfavorable. First, he offended Xu Hao for no reason and sent Zhonglai. Then his eldest son was jealous of others in the brothel. His companion accidentally injured his life. The deceased was the son of a high-ranking official. He was not counted on his impunity for his son to be resigned, and he compensated him with another 5,000 taels of silver.

First, the youngest son ruined the Tong family at least 3,000 taels. With these 5,000 taels, the Tong family was suddenly seriously injured. Xu Hao took advantage of the situation and publicly let his second son's inspection disappear. Soon the trees fell and the money scattered, and the walls fell and everyone pushed them. The relatives of the Tong family seized the fields, claiming that they were passed down by their ancestors and were seized by the eldest prince.

This incident was a big deal and alarmed the government. Xu Hao also summoned the county magistrate to investigate it thoroughly. The prince ignored it and the court did not make any noise.

The tenants such as Wang Siliu, supported by Xu Hao, filed complaints, listing the crimes of how the Tong family borrowed natural disasters and made money to make land. The county magistrate cut off the lawsuit and allowed the families to redeem the land with their former principal. So Xu Hao gave everyone free money and forced himself to buy back his own land at a price far lower than the market price.

That's not all. Over the past few months, various old things have been exposed, such as lending loans, bullying the market, occupying women, and forcing maids to death, the Tong family will die, and many unjustly will die. The county's real estate has been sold one by one and paid fines, and even the ancestral home in the large yard is only one-third.

The living room was forced to the northeast corner of the backwards from the main hall. Mr. Tong was burning and looked demented. His parents' throne was set up in a quiet place against the wall. The chair next to him was piled with the eldest son who disliked the countryside, with his back hunched, and no longer looked tall. He was wearing a torn jacket and trousers, and the coat was shining his father's cotton coat with his cotton exposed, and a pair of goldfish shoes without a head and tail on his feet.

At least the couple had some savings left, saving a little bit of decency. But he had nothing, and was listless, holding his fluffy head with both hands and putting it on his knees.

On the chair next to him, his thirty-year-old brother was sitting, and he was considered a backbone of the Tong family. Since the incident happened, he has been frowning for half a year and rarely speaks.

The two wives were no longer as noble as young grandmother. They sat on the backrest chair in the corner, one squinted his eyes and the other half-skinned his chest, feeding the child.

The candles in the house were very dim and dark. Anyway, no one wanted to see each other's mournful faces clearly. Everyone in this family seemed to be afraid of light and they all liked this dark environment, so children didn't count.

Apart from the occasional spitting and coughing, all five were melting into the darkness, silently, as if the embers of fire were about to be extinguished.
Chapter completed!