Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 61 Homecoming
Zhujiachong, a small village more than 20 kilometers away from Longcheng.

A red suv was driving slowly on the country road. It had been away for more than two months, but it seemed like it hadn't come back for several years.

There are a few more beautiful new houses in the village, there are also a few more restaurants, there are people selling motorcycles here, and there are more aluminum alloy doors and windows installed.

A four-wheel box tractor was parked by the side of the road, and a middle-aged man just got off it.

Fan Chengfeng rolled down the car window and called uncle.

The middle-aged man turned his head to take a closer look, and shouted a little uncertainly: "Cheng Feng?"

The reason why he was uncertain was mainly because Fan Chengfeng's change after going out for two months was too great.

What he experienced made him mature in an instant, and this SUV worth more than [-] yuan also gave him a lot of points.

Dressed in casual attire, if Fan Chengfeng hadn't taken the initiative to call him uncle, if he met him in another place, he might really have thought he had admitted to the wrong person.

"Um,"

Fan Chengfeng nodded, and from the co-pilot disassembled one of the two yellow furs that had been prepared a long time ago and handed a bag to Fan Jianhao, "Didn't you go out today?"

Fan Jianhao saw that it was Huang Fu, so he didn't refuse. He took it and said with a smile: "I've been packing rice for your home these days. I've been busy for a few days. Let's take a rest."

"Cheng Feng, you've gotten rich outside recently."

"What brand is this car? It's pretty good-looking, and it cost a lot of money?"

Fan Chengfeng waved his hand, "Low-end cars worth more than [-] yuan, many cars are very cheap now."

Fan Jianhao was surprised by his tone of voice, and couldn't help being speechless, "It seems that he has indeed made a fortune outside."

"No, it's just someone working for someone else."

Fan Chengfeng acted very modest, it was definitely not an act of pretense, because he knew that his old man would only feel relieved when he knew that he was promising.

Although he is not his own uncle, but the two are close neighbors, if there is anything in the family, he only needs to say hello, and he will help if he can.

"Now it's a part-time job, and I will be my own boss in the future."

Fan Jianhao said with a smile.

"Haha, thanks to my uncle."

"Come on, among the people in our village, you must be the most promising one."

Fan Jianhao patted Fan Chengfeng on the shoulder with appreciative eyes.

"Uncle, then I'll go back first, how about having a drink together later?"

Fan Chengfeng said with a smile, Fan Jianhao nodded and said: "Go, I will definitely come over for a drink later."

"See you later then,"

Fan Chengfeng couldn't wait to drive to the house, and he saw a figure looking forward to it on the lawn in front of his house.

"mom,"

From far away, Fan Chengfeng shouted excitedly.

Fan Chengfeng's mother is Wang Haiyue. She is 45 years old this year. Because she has been farming at home all year round, her forehead has been covered with wrinkles and her hair has gray hair.

Seeing her son get off the car, Wang Haiyue was also a little excited, "I'm back, it's good to be back."

But then he asked suspiciously: "Whose car are you driving back?"

"Our own,"

Fan Chengfeng said with a smile.

But when he said this, my mother was even more puzzled, "You have only been out for two months, how can you get so much money to buy a car?"

My son was thinking about switching from night shift to day shift more than a week ago. How could the security guard afford a car with that little salary?Wang Haiyue couldn't help but have a question in her heart.

"Let's go back and have a glass of water and talk about this matter slowly, but you can't get too excited."

The money to buy the car was bought by selling the small wooden box. Maybe my mother would not believe the sky-high price of 16 yuan for a small wooden box, but Fan Chengfeng used his mobile phone to find a lot of antique auction records on the Internet to prove it. Looking at the transaction amount of each one, Fan Chengfeng talked about some selling points of the small wooden box.

Of course, Wang Haiyue also asked, where did such a valuable box come from.

Fan Chengfeng had thought up this script a long time ago, just like those pig feet in the novel picking up leaks in the antique street, he just bought it because he thought it was a good thing, but his beautiful manager saw it, ah, baby.Apart from anything else, he took him to the provincial capital to find a shop specializing in antiques. After the appraisal, it was indeed an antique.

The story was very bizarre, Fan Chengfeng tried to keep his tone normal, it was a white lie at best.

Fan Chengfeng didn't plan to tell anyone about the drifting bottle.

Anyone who is ignorant of the world knows that things that can be traded with other planes are too heaven-defying. When there is no strength to protect it, the best way is to weave a hard shell with lies to confuse everyone.

Until the day when the shell of lies was completely exposed.

If at that time, he still does not have the strength to protect this thing, then what awaits him is a catastrophe.

The family members who don't know the truth may have a chance to survive the disaster safely.

This is Fan Chengfeng's small hope. The drifting bottle can bring him great benefits, but there is also the risk of losing everything inadvertently.

So, the fewer people who know, the better.

Although she felt a little unbelievable about her son's words, Wang Haiyue couldn't find any reason to refute, and finally could only say helplessly: "A windfall from the sky may not be a good thing."

Fan Chengfeng's family also had some small businesses in the early years. According to his mother, when they were making coal balls, others earned only a dozen or 20 yuan a day, but his family had an income of hundreds of yuan a day.

Later, I also sold fruits and vegetables in other towns.

However, after so many years, Fan Chengfeng's family is still struggling to make ends meet.

To sum it up in Wang Haiyue's words, this family has no fortune.

Fan Chengfeng was also very helpless about his mother's thoughts.

"By the way, where's dad?"

Fan Chengfeng and his mother, Wang Haiyue, explained for more than half an hour. During this period, they hadn't seen their father, so they couldn't help asking a question strangely.

"Your little uncle said a few days ago that you were coming back. By the way, he would help transport the collected rice to Shannan, and asked your father to continue to collect it. So, he has been busy in Shitou Township for the past two days. He has been out for more than a week. It's an hour, let's see if I can come back after three o'clock in the afternoon."

Speaking of the rice, Fan Chengfeng also asked about the price, and his mother said that because of the large harvest and the quality of the rice, he was willing to sell it for one yuan and four catties.At present, there are more than 1 catties of rice in the family, all of which were transported back with the help of my uncle Fan Jianhao.

"Okay, mom, you can continue to keep it at home, and ask the old uncle and the younger uncle to help out together, and they won't treat them badly."

Parents are getting old, and these years they often suffer from back pain and back pain. Fan Chengfeng doesn't want them to be tired, and he would rather spend a little more money to hire someone to do it.

　Thanks to Qidian book friend Black Dawn 198 for the reward of [-] book coins and the counterfeit shopkeeper’s [-] book coins, because I usually rely on mobile phones to upload in the mountains and don’t pay much attention, so thank you for coming a bit late, sorry!
　　
　
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