Author: Shang Xia seeking locks

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent for a moment.

Sixty thousand may not be a big deal in the city, but it is a huge sum of money in the village.

Farming and raising sheep, hard work, year-round, I can earn 40,000 to 50,000 yuan, and the consolation money alone is 60,000 yuan.

envious!

The jealous stomach regurgitated acid water.

It feels like I drank two pounds of mature vinegar.

Wang Liang was eating boiled pork slices when Ms. Yang Jinhua called.

"Hey, Mom"

"Xiao Liang, the leader has sent another 60,000 yuan in condolence money. What kind of work are you doing now?"

"I have been admitted to a formal employer, I have a staff, I have an iron rice bowl. Have you sold the sheep?"

"Okay, okay, well prepared, sheep. I haven't bought them yet. It's spring now. They're too thin and can't be sold at a high price. I'll sell them in the autumn."

"Hurry up and sell it. I've made money. I'm going to buy a house and bring you to the city to enjoy the happiness."

"You eat well and drink well. The pigs haven't been fed yet. Mom is going to feed the pigs."

Yang Jinhua hung up the phone, glanced at Wang Mancang, and said with a smile: "Did you hear that, your son asked you to sell sheep?"

"Autumn sale"

Wang Mancang put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, got off the kang, went to the kitchen to pack three sugar pancakes, put his hands behind his back, and went out. He didn't want to put a burden on the child. As long as he could move, he would earn his own food. He couldn't move.

, then there is nothing we can do.

Wang Liang shook his head slightly. Don't think about it. He would definitely be reluctant to sell the sheep now and he would have to suffer for more than half a year. Fortunately, he would sell them in the autumn and finally no longer had to herd the sheep.

Herding sheep is his psychological shadow.

During the summer vacation, I had to go out to herd sheep every day, under the scorching sun above my head, and over the mountains. The wind on the mountain was strong. It was hot when I wore a hat, and my head hurt when I didn’t wear a hat. After the summer vacation, I looked dark and thin, as if

From the black coal kiln.

It's really painful.

His dad has been herding sheep for half his life, and he doesn't want his dad to suffer anymore.

But you can't go back and sell the sheep by force. If you sell it, you will definitely feel sad for several years. Be filial, be filial, and just follow his ideas. It's just for this year anyway.

After dinner, I rested for a while and quickly answered the questions in Section 1, trying to get my driver's license as soon as possible, buy a car, and become a car owner.

After brushing it three times, I quickly practiced flying needles and drawing circles.

The "progress bar" must never be left behind. This is what he needs to live and work on. As long as he has time, he must practice diligently.

I was practicing vigorously when, "beep", a text message came. I glanced at it and saw that 3 million had arrived, which was the work reward. The account balance reached "103299310.21" and the extra 50,000 was the interest for the past few days.

Wang Liang did some calculations and found that the deposit was more than 100 million, and the daily interest alone was nearly 2,000, which was about 60,000 a month.

Too much money.

You can't spend it all, you can't spend it all at all.

Hahaha.

Practice for a while, rest for a while.

At 6:30 in the afternoon, a day of hard training ended. The progress bar came to [Flying needle: 210000/300000], [Circle: 60000/300000]. Get dressed, take your phone and keys, go out, and ride the shared electric bike.

Get out of the car and go straight to Wangji Charcoal Barbecue on Gongye Road.

This is also an old store.

There is a ceramic stove embedded on the table, with red charcoal placed in the stove. An iron mesh is placed on the stove for barbecue, and a range hood is hung above it. The beef, mutton, and pork are all fresh and bought on the same day.

Come.

Calculated by the kilogram, it is only a little more expensive than what is sold in the vegetable market, and the profit earned is labor cost.

It's not expensive and delicious, so naturally many people come here to eat.

When Wang Liang arrived at the store, it was packed. Fortunately, Yang Shuwan came earlier than him, took a seat, and had already started eating. He was still eating while inhaling. It must have been spicy because of the dipping sauce. He quietly walked around behind Yang Shuwan and patted his shoulder.

, said: "Whoever lets you eat first?"

Yang Shuwan was not frightened as she imagined. She stood up and scratched him. Instead, she said very calmly: "Can you stop being so childish and be more mature?".

"If you're familiar with it, that's fine. If you're familiar with it, you'll lose the crumbs."

While Wang Liang was talking, he came to the opposite side, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of roast beef, blew on it, and put it into his mouth. It was soft, tender, and fragrant. The roast beef was indeed delicious.

"Have you had any weird dreams in the past two days?"

"have!"

"What did you dream about?"

"Dream. You tell me first."

Yang Shuwan gave Wang Liang a look, picked up a piece of grilled sizzling pork belly, dipped it in some dry ingredients, and said while eating, "I dreamed about a foot."

"What feet?"

"Human feet are very big. Plus last night, I dreamed about them twice in a row."

"Where are Wei Hu and the others?"

“No contact, don’t know”

Wang Liang frowned and poured himself a glass of Lei Bi. Just as he was about to drink it, a hand full of age spots snatched it away. He turned around and saw that the strange old man had come over out of nowhere. The old man took a sip of Lei Bi.

He smacked his lips, frowned and said, "This soda tastes really bad!".

"It tastes bad, but you still drink it?"

"In life, you always have to try new things, and when you try new things, you will always get hurt, don't you think?"

"Why do I feel like there's something in your words?"

"Are you going to let me, a seventy or eighty-year-old man, stand and talk to you?"

Wang Liang smiled sheepishly, sat inside, and made room for the strange old man.

The old man sat down, took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecue, put it into his mouth, chewed it and said: "Life is so good now, it's like heaven. In our time, how could ordinary people eat barbecue?"

A meal of white noodles will make you happy for several days."

As he spoke, the chopsticks turned into afterimages, and after a meal, he ate all the meat grilled on the iron grill. He wiped the oil on his mouth with his hands, then stroked his white beard with oily hands and gave it a

maintainance.

Wang Liang was stunned for a moment. He had never seen such an operation before.

So sexy!

After taking care of his beard, he took out a cigarette pot that was almost a stick long from his sleeve. The pot part was made of copper, and the stem was made of jade. It was white and moist, and it looked like it was not ordinary at first sight. The cigarette holder was also made of copper, and it was close to the cigarette pot.

There was a small tobacco bag hanging on the place. The pot of tobacco was put into the small tobacco bag, pressed it with his thumb, loaded the tobacco leaves, and took it out.

I didn’t even order it, so I just started smoking it. I don’t know how, but after a while, it started to smoke.

The smoke is not choking, but also very fragrant and smells good.

Wang Liang looked at Yang Shuwan and wanted her to introduce this strange old man and explain how the cigarette was lit, as if by magic.

"Don't look at me. I don't know. Apart from eating and drinking, I've never seen him do anything serious." Yang Shuwan said as she put some meat on the iron fence.

"You haven't slept for the past two days, okay?"

The strange old man smiled, took another sip of Rebi, frowned instantly, pursed his lips, and put on a mask of pain.

Wang Liang and Yang Shuwan looked at each other and asked, "Master, do you already know the secret? Please clarify."

It's strange that the old man didn't speak. He coughed "cough cough cough" and then coughed "cough cough cough" and then coughed again.

"Waiter, two bottles of wheat beer, thank you"

The beer was brought quickly. Wang Liang smiled and poured a glass for the strange old man and said: "Master, please."

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