Song Jiang took out a tip of ten cents: "Thank you for your hard work, and then he smiled and took the casserole back to the house."

Song Jiang is responsible for copywriting handling, and there are many things to do. After sitting for a long time, he will inevitably feel weak in his waist and knees.

Not to mention, since I took Chao Jialou’s mutton soup, my waist has stopped being sore and my legs have stopped hurting, and I always feel my lower abdomen is hot.

After a while of busyness, Song Jiang saw that it was getting late, he put away his pen and mo, got up and left the yamen, and drove to Yan Poxi. This Yan Poxi was the newly collected villa of Song Jiang. He was a young lady in her early twenties and was full of energy.

In the past, Song Jiang didn't like to go, and was always ridiculed as Saburo, but this time it was different. After taking Chao Jialou's medicinal food, it was much better than before.

The doorman was in a vain, and Song Jiang pushed the door open and turned around and bolted the door.

He went straight to the second floor. Yan Poxi had just taken a shower and removed his makeup. When he saw Song Jiang coming, he quickly beat his back and pinched his legs.

Song Jiang narrowed his eyes and enjoyed for a while, and held Yan Poxi's hand: "It's not early, so let's take a break sooner."

The two of them went to the kang to rest. Who would have thought that a pair of angry eyes outside the window looked at everything? This person was not someone else, but Song Jiang's colleague, Zhang Aishi.

It turned out that when Song Jiang had just taken Yan Poxi, he rarely came here, so Yan Poxi contacted Zhang Aisi.

Who would have thought that Song Jiang came every day recently and just blocked Zhang Aishi in the building?

This guy was wearing a small suit and hid on the second floor for more than an hour. Finally, he spat before he went down from the tree and went home.

The next morning, Song Jiang got up in a refreshing mood, and Yan Poxi was still confused.

"What did you eat recently? It's so majestic."

"What else can I eat after three meals a day? I'll go on duty, you can sleep for a while."

Song Jiang sorted out his clothes and came to the yamen to start sorting out his copywriting.

Zhang Aishi next to him sneezes one after another.

Song Jiang turned around and asked, "Zhang Aishi, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I haven't put on my clothes well, and I've suffered a cold."

"Drink some ginger soup and warm it up."

Zhang Aishi secretly said that although they were both Aishi, the Song Jiang family was a local tyrant, and the Zhang Aishi family was just a poor family and could not have conflicts with Song Jiang.

It was November in a blink of an eye. After the first snow, the weather became colder sharply. It was already the season when water drips into ice.

In the afternoon, Ruan Xiaoqi brought people, and there were more than a dozen carriages, and the wooden boxes were filled with silver carp and silver carp. They were directly pulled to the square in Chaojiazhuang Village.

"Brother, I've caught it, a total of 16,000 kilograms. All the big fish in my third uncle's house's fish pond have been completely harvested."

Chao Gai was very happy: "Thank you for a hard work, it's not easy to fish in the cold weather."

Li Kui was so happy that he picked up a big fish and gestured, as long as his upper body.

Wu Yong was puzzled and asked, "What are you doing with your brother?"

"When we promised to build a fish pond and build a cowshed, we sent fish at the end of the year. Our fish pond was full of fry, so we naturally couldn't catch it. We just happened to buy the fish from Shijie Village."

The first one was the Zhuang Ding who built the fish pond. Chen Dana looked at the account book and issued it according to the standard of one pound of fish a day. Some received more than 30 pounds, while others received more than 10 pounds.

Those who didn't go there could only watch from the side, regretting it all.

After the fish pond repair, there were still hundreds of silver carp left.

Xiaoqi gathered the fish and said, "Brother, I'll take it to the restaurant in the city."

"No, Xiaoqi has worked hard, so he took his brothers to the village inn for a drink. He will send more than a dozen cars to come when he goes back tomorrow."

"Okay, brother."

Chao Gai asked Li Kui to pull on the carriage and send fish to the elderly in need in the village along the village.

Chao Laowu is seventy years old this year and has poor legs and feet. He has planted his own five acres of land. He relies on his nephew's food to live. He can barely make a living, but it is impossible to eat fish and meat.

Bang bang bang, a knock on the door came.

Chao Laowu asked: "Who is it? The door is not closed."

Chao Gai pushed the door and entered: "Uncle Wu, it's me."

"Oh, the owner of the manor is here."

Li Kui came in with a big fish worth about ten pounds.

"Uncle Laowu, today I send fish in the village and I'll send you a big fish."

Chao Laowu was shocked: "The owner of the manor brought the fish spirit. It's too big to cook my pot."

"It doesn't matter. Uncle Lao Wu cut it into pieces and marinate it and eat it slowly."

"Thank you, thank you, coach Li."

Uncle Wu was very moved. He was old and useless, and even the dog despised him. It was already rare for the owner to think about it.

At the tenant, Aunt Zhang Si, who is over 50 years old, is sorting out the pine cones that he picked from the mountain with his eight-year-old grandson.

"Aunt Four, the village sent some fish to the needy households and two to your family to replenish the child's health."

Aunt Zhang Si's eyes were wet. If you want to say that the boss gave things to the tenant, Chao Gai could do it.

"Thank you, Baozheng. When I was repairing the fish pond, I went to Dongping to give my children food, but I couldn't do it."

"It's okay, how about daring things?"

It would be fine if Chao Gai didn't ask, but Aunt Zhang Si's tears fell like beads with broken threads.

It turned out that Aunt Zhang Si’s husband passed away early, and now he lives with his son Zhang Dadan. Two months ago, Zhang Dadan went to Dongping City to sell things. This kid is quite straightforward and saw a villain bullying a girl with a slave.

Zhang Dabang went up to argue a few words, and the evil young man asked his family to beat Zhang Dabang. Zhang Dabang was young and energetic, and returned a few fists.

The constable is coming, and he is determined to fight each other and detain him in a quarry.

Aunt Zhang Si spent more than a dozen money on this matter, and her daughter-in-law ran away in anger and did not take Zhang Dada out.

"Your home, you have a wide range of things. I have the sheepskin winter clothes I made here. You can find a way to send them to you. It's too cold in winter and it will really freeze to death."

Chao Gai took the winter clothes: "Okay, I'll think of a way to meet Dabang."

Chao Gai and Li Kui worked hard for an afternoon and sent all the hundred fish out.

Chao Gai looked at Li Kui with fish scales on his body and smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

"I received a lot of thanks, and I'm happy to give something to someone else."

"The money I have received for your mother and brother, and the old man is very good."

Li Kui grinned: "Mom just has a bad look, everything else is OK."

Chao Gai went back and called Wu Yong to tell Zhang Dabang's story.

Wu Yong thought for a moment: "Brother, I still have some impression of Zhang Dadan. The man with big and thick axle is your tenant. He is very credible and a capable helper."

Chao Gai was really like this when he touched it. Instead of rushing around to recruit people, it is better to develop some knowledgeable people from his own tenants.

"It makes sense. This matter should not be difficult to deal with. I just fought and didn't hurt anyone. I've been detained for two months. I just want some money."

Wu Yong didn't think much about it: "It should be like this. If there is anything wrong, just a fight."
Chapter completed!