Both the old lady and Liu's complexion changed drastically, and they rushed forward and made a circle around Bai Dazhu and Bai Erzhu. The two came back empty-handed, where there was a half-star shadow.
"What's the matter? How can I make it look like this? What about the white noodles?" the old lady asked anxiously.
Bai Dazhu muttered something, and then pushed the arm of Bai Erzhu beside him: "You said."
Bai Erzhu smiled dryly: "You are the eldest brother, for you."
The old lady finally recovered. Seeing the appearance of her two sons, not only did she not make a profit, but she also wasted a hundred dollars and even brought back her injuries.
She glanced at the curious and mocking gazes outside the courtyard, and immediately became cold, and said solemnly: "Go in the house and talk about it."
The old lady rushed into the room, and Bai Dazhu and Bai Erzhu twisted to keep up.
Entering the house, the old lady said to Liu, "Close the door."
When the old lady taught Zhao Lan and Bai Zhi, she never avoided others, and even deliberately taught them in front of outsiders, so that she could show her status in this Bai family and show her ability.
But she taught her son, but she seldom stood in front of outsiders. As far as she was concerned, her son was the face of the Bai family.
"Say, what's going on?" The old lady sat down at the table and stared at Bai Dazhu and Bai Erzhu with a cold face.
Bai Erzhu hurriedly pointed at Bai Dazhu and yelled, "Big Brother, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't lose."
Hearing this, Bai Dazhu raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Blame me? I haven't said to blame you. You only ate a few? I ate two more than you. Why do you blame me?"
The two brothers quarreled with each other, and the quarrel made Granny Bai's expression worse and worse.
"Shut up all of you, didn't you say that you will definitely bring the white flour back? What about the things?" Old lady Bai asked.
Bai Erzhu shrank his neck, his eyes dared not fall on his mother's face, and said dryly, "I, we also want to bring the white noodles back, but, but we lose, the white noodles will naturally be out of our turn, so, so —"
Old lady Bai felt that her brain hurts a little, so she suppressed the evil fire fiercely, and then asked: "Since the white flour has not been earned, how about the 100 cents I gave you? Can you get it back?"
The brothers glanced at each other, then quickly lowered their heads, and neither of them would speak.
Old lady Bai was very angry, and roared: "Why are you dumb when I am talking to you? Did you get the hundred cents back?"
Bai Dazhu saw that his second brother was still unwilling to say anything, and he couldn't hold back anymore. He finally said, "Don't mention it. For this hundred dollars, Erzhu and I had a fight with the boss. Instead of asking for the money, Was beaten and wounded back."
They are not badly injured. They are all skin injuries. They just look ugly. They will get better in a few days. The clothes were torn by themselves. They just want to make themselves look a little worse. I hope their mother can watch them suffer. For the sake of a beating and a wound, he didn't pursue the matter of the white flour and a hundred pennies with them. . .
The old lady was very angry. The copy guy wanted to beat these two unsuspecting guys, but looking at their injuries, she couldn't get rid of them. After all, they were her own sons, not the two Zhao Lan Baizhi. Bitch.
"It's nothing, I shouldn't believe you yesterday. How can there be such a good thing in the world, the white flour is free, and the boss must not lose money?" As the saying goes, there is absolutely no pie in the sky for no reason.