Comeback 1992

"Why don't you ask Songcai to go with you?"

Call Han Songcai together?

Han Songlin knew what Liu Yuyan was worried about. In this day and age, it is quite dangerous to go out with 6 yuan.

"Okay, I'll go and talk to him."

Han Songcai rented a store in the county for decoration, and usually put some materials and tools.

In the past, Han Songcai was tidying up his things. When he saw Han Songlin coming, he casually let him sit by himself.

Han Songlin didn't care either. If he was polite to you, he would treat you like an outsider.

"Are you new to these tiles?" Han Songlin picked up a tile and looked at it. The large tiles we often see in the future are still relatively rare.

Or, it has not yet entered thousands of households because of the high cost of manufacturing.

Many things that were commonplace in the future were still high-end products in the 90s.

Therefore, the floor tiles that Han Songlin is holding now are not very large.

"Well, just came in!"

"Business is good now, isn't it?"

Han Songcai had a smile on his face: "It's okay, I have several decoration lists in my hand."

"are you free tomorrow?"

"What's the matter with you?"

"I'm going to Yanghe tomorrow to buy a house."

Needless to say, Han Songcai understood that this was telling him to embolden himself!

"Seller, is there a problem?" Han Songcai asked a little strangely. He knew about Han Songlin's force.

Not long after Han Songlin came back from the army, he had a conflict with someone in the county seat. He confronted a dozen or so people by himself, and all of them fell down.

The police came, but nothing happened to Han Songlin.

Chapter 40

"There is nothing wrong with the seller, but the seller probably owes some money, and now the creditors are waiting for him to sell the store to pay back the money." Han Songlin carefully put down the floor tiles, but they were broken.

Han Songcai: "This way, okay, why don't you go tomorrow for a long time?"

"Leave at nine o'clock!"

"no problem!"

Han Songlin really didn't know that he had such a brilliant past.

No one ever talked to him about it.

In fact, sometimes, some things can be shown clearly.

For example, when Han Songlin opened a store in the county town, when he first started, no one who seemed dubious went to his store to buy things.

Han Songlin was also surprised.

After a period of time, only this kind of people came to buy it, and it was a fair transaction. Of course, Han Songlin had no reason not to do business.

Back at the store, Liu Yuyan had already gone to the opposite Universe Bank to withdraw money and returned.

They were all brand new hundred-yuan bills, and they looked blue when put together.

The current hundred-yuan bill is not red yet.

"I'll put the money on the bed! Be careful, I'm going to pick up Han Ting!" Liu Yuyan whispered to Han Songlin.

"I'll pick it up!"

Liu Yuyan stared at Han Songlin for a while: "Well then, don't buy her popsicles, eating too much will be bad for your health!"

Han Songlin spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, I didn't bring a dime with me."

If it's not something special, Han Songlin usually doesn't say anything about carrying money with him.

It is also a habit brought about by the future.

They all paid by mobile phone, and the longest time Han Songlin hadn't touched the money seemed to be two or three years.

Yes, that's how long it is!

When going out or something, I will definitely not forget to take my mobile phone with me, it has become a habit.

By now, Han Songlin had been used to it for a long time before he got used to it.

"father!"

Han Songlin squatted down a little, and hugged Han Ting up.

"Are you good in kindergarten?"

Han Ting seemed very confident: "I'm so good, the teacher praised me and even gave me two little red flowers!"

Looking at the little red flower paper-cut in Han Ting's hand, Han Songlin didn't know what to say.

So old-fashioned!

"Well, not bad, keep it up in the future!"

"Father, you see that I got two little red flowers, shouldn't I be rewarded?"

Han Songlin suddenly realized that Han Ting seemed to be smarter than he thought.

What will Han Ting grow into in the future?

He really doesn't know.

After all, Han Songlin will go to work in Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the future, so even if Han Ting wants to see Han Songlin, she won't say go back to the village.

"Reward, tell me what you want first?"

"Spicy sticks!"

Spicy sticks!

Han Ting pointed to a canteen next to it. The canteen was near the elementary school. Apart from selling all kinds of stationery, it also sold all kinds of snacks.

A row full of snacks.

Like fruit peels, spicy cubes, white rabbit toffee and so on.

Some, Han Songlin has memories.

"No, your dad and I didn't bring any money when we went out today?"

Han Ting pouted. Of course she knew that she couldn't buy things without money.

She also has no money, and her money is kept by her mother.

I wanted to ask my mother to ask for it, but my mother said that I would save it for her and buy new clothes in the future.

"Then next time you come to pick me up, remember to bring money!"

Han Songlin smiled and said, "Okay, I will definitely remember it next time."

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't bring any money, Han Songlin would have bought some to try. The fruit peel in his memory must be sour!

The taste is quite unique anyway.

When I was young, I always liked to eat it, as well as the hawthorn slices.

On the second day, Han Songlin carried a bag and drove Han Songcai to Yanghe on a motorcycle.

According to the agreement, they were waiting at the door of Yang Shufen's restaurant at eleven o'clock.

When Han Songlin arrived, a rolling shutter door of the restaurant was opened, and he could see many people sitting in the restaurant.

Yang Shufen sat quietly inside, staring at the ground, wondering what she was thinking.

A man was talking to everyone.

With the arrival of Han Songlin and Han Songcai, the noisy hotel suddenly became quiet.

The two parties are looking at each other!

Han Songlin smiled slightly, he was not afraid of these dozen people.

Although Han Songlin didn't know his previous achievements, he inherited this body after all, so he naturally knew how strong it was.

When people fight in society, where there are any rules, it depends on courage and ruthlessness.

"Sister Yang, what is the situation?"

Yang Shufen looked carefully at the man beside her, obviously waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Hi brother, I am the owner of this store!"

"Hello, I don't know how to call you?" Han Songlin seemed a little cynical.

Coupled with his handsome face and hair shape, he looks a bit evil.

Anyway, from what Han Songlin saw, he was not a simple person.

In Yanghe, there are very few people who can spend tens of thousands of dollars at a time.

"My name is Li Dayong!"

"It turned out to be Brother Yong. I don't know about the 6 yuan we negotiated to buy your store. Is there any problem?"

"Li Dayong, hurry up, motherfucker, I have been waiting here for a long time, hurry up and pay back the money!" A bald fat man with tattoos on his body shouted, not giving Li Dayong any face.

At this time, Han Songlin glanced at Han Songcai slightly, and he remembered that in the future, Han Songcai lost tens of thousands of dollars in one day.

In the end, even the house in my hometown was sold.

Uncle Songlin bought it for the takeover.

At that time, Han Songcai was really not a person. He sold it to outsiders for [-] yuan, but if he sold it to his brother, he insisted on asking for [-] yuan!

Uncle Songlin finally bought it.

One year during Chinese New Year, when Uncle Songlin came back, he was full of helplessness when talking about this matter.

The house was built by an old man, so you can't just watch it with your own eyes. It must have been sold to someone else.

Han Songlin pulled out an empty stool, and then sat down. Talking while standing up was quite tiring.

Why stand when you can sit?

"Brother Hu, right now, right now!"

Brother Tiger!

Han Songlin felt a little funny for a moment, and called Brother Hu, but this guy tattooed a cat on his body!

Very interesting!

"What the hell are you laughing at?"

Han Songlin spread his hands: "I'm not laughing, I just think your name, Brother Hu, is quite powerful and domineering, and it goes well with your tattoo!"

As Han Songlin's words fell, the people following Brother Hu couldn't help laughing.

Who doesn't know this, Brother Hu hates the most when people talk about his tattoos.

"You fucking looking for shit!"

Speaking of which, a brisk walk is to push Han Songlin. Before a fight, there is always a push and a shout.

But Han Songlin didn't care about these things, he directly grabbed Brother Hu's fist, and then squeezed it hard.

I don't know if it's because of rebirth, or Uncle Songlin is so powerful, anyway, Han Songlin is quite strong.

No, as soon as Han Songlin exerted his strength, Brother Hu's face immediately turned red.

Then it was so painful that I squatted down directly.

"Usually, I hate people who call your mother to talk about. They look particularly lacking in quality. It will be the 21st century soon. Tell me, should you improve your quality?"

With such a skill, Han Songlin directly silenced all the people present.

Brother Hu is nearby, so why is he a famous No. [-] person!

"Yes, yes, I won't dare again in the future!" Brother Hu wanted to speak harshly, but the huge pain in his hand made him dare not say anything.