My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

"Sister, your red envelope!"

"Er Ming, Zheng Zheng, this is yours."

"Qingqing, Yingying, call me brother, if you don't call me, I won't give you!"

"Third Uncle...don't look at me like that, how can a nephew give a red envelope to an uncle, why don't you give me one?"

A group of people were distributed with red envelopes, and the atmosphere was immediately aroused. Qin Run got off the poker table and went to help in the kitchen.This eldest sister is kind-hearted, but not good at speaking. Her brother-in-law is a soldier. There is no father or mother in the family. Only one younger brother goes to school.

After the eldest sister left, Qin Kun looked at the poker table: "Hey, third uncle, Liangzi donated a lot of money this year, right? Are you playing the 5 cents game?"

Qin Kun leaned over to make a joke.

Qin Manfu said unhappily: "There is nothing to show filial piety. I will be satisfied when I bring back a daughter-in-law old man. Kunzi, you are a big brother, and you don't even look for Liangzi!"

Qin Kun handed out a cigarette and lit it for Qin Manfu: "Third Uncle, don't pressure me! Liangzi looks like a dog now, and girls who like him are queuing up, but Liangzi doesn't like him, what can I do?"

Qin Manfu was overjoyed when he heard this.

That's right, the son is now promising, and his career is the main focus, and it's not that he can't find a wife.

"You can't help it. Is it possible that I can do it?" Although Qin Manfu was happy, he still refused to let go.

Qin Kun puffed out the smoke: "A man's career is the most important thing. I have no objection to Liangzi doing this! If you have an opinion, you can raise it."

"Hmph! I don't have any opinion... You should tell your third aunt, so that she won't be nagging me all day long!"

After Qin Manfu muttered, the crowd laughed, and he laughed too.

The atmosphere in Qinjia Village has always been very good. The three brothers of the previous generation are contented and happy, and they also lead the next generation to be of one mind.Seeing that his third uncle stopped playing, Qin Kun wanted to find his two older brothers. Qin Kun asked Qin Xue and Du Qinghan to fill the empty seats.

Mahjong during the Chinese New Year is a family game after all, to connect emotions.

Sitting at a table with brothers and sisters who have not been in touch with each other very much, chatting about homework, schoolwork and work, relaxed and comfortable.

"Qingqing, Yingying, how are you two studying?"

Qin Kun showed his eldest brother's score and asked.If I remember well, last year Qin Qing was in his third year of high school and Qin Ying repeated his studies. During the Chinese New Year, he was not very happy. It seemed that it was caused by a lot of pressure. This year he didn't bother to ask.

Qin Qing stuck out her tongue: "Brother, we are doing well... My sister is in Nanshan Medical University, and I am in Nanshan Normal University."

"Oh! It's two college students again!"

Qin Kun took out two more red envelopes, but the two younger sisters shook their heads and refused to accept them.

"Brother, you have already given it...Second brother and third brother also gave it, we have enough..."

"What's enough? Take it, go to the provincial capital to study, don't feel bad about yourself, make more friends, and go to a party to gain insight. There are still many tests in the world of flowers in the future. These are all experiences."

The two red envelopes were several times thicker than the one just now, and the two sisters blushed, but also a little moved.

"Thank you, brother..."

"Don't thank me, our Qin family finally produced a few college students, so we have to pay for them~"

Qin Kun left in a cool way. The child was playing with Qin Ming's daughter and Qin Run's son. Zou Jingyan also wanted to go with Qin Kun, but was left behind by Qin Xue as a military adviser, so Qin Kun wandered around the village alone.

After the orchards of my father and the three brothers improved, the village head mobilized the enthusiasm of other villagers, and the days of Qinjia Village became more and more prosperous day by day.

When it was Chinese New Year, Qin Kun saw a rich middle-aged man directing road construction from afar.

This is the outskirts of the village. Now that the orchard is formed, the business of the fruit growers is easy to do, but the transportation is still a bit troublesome. The dirt road will not be able to transport the fruit after all. The fruits from the back mountain have to be transported to the front village by tractor. The rough roads are not easy to walk. The trucks in Qiancun are limited by their transport capacity, so opening the road has become the key.

"Village Chief, the first day of the new year, can't we do it after the new year?"

"No! There will be things after the next year. This period will be over tomorrow at most. What are the quarrels? I won't be with my wife and children anymore. There is nothing to complain about."

The middle-aged man was dirty, and it seemed that he had done a lot of work just now. After Qin Kun approached, he smiled in surprise: "Uncle Changlin, are you still busy after the Chinese New Year?"

The middle-aged man turned his head with joy on his face: "Kunzi? I haven't seen you for several years!"

The youngest son of the fourth master's family, Qin Changlin, is also the current head of Qin's Village.Qin Changlin can be regarded as the most promising person of the previous generation. He learned bamboo weaving when he was young, had his own bamboo product processing factory, and was the first person in the village to buy a car.Later, no one did it anymore, and the young people didn't want to stay in the village. After the workers couldn't work anymore, the factory closed down.

Qin Changlin was depressed for a while, and then joined the village committee to do things for the village.

Qin Changlin is young and has extraordinary knowledge. The orchard and sales of Qin Kun's house are also thanks to Qin Changlin's advice.

"Uncle Chang Lin, I have to tell you this, you are a very busy person."

"Come on this!"

The uncle and nephew chatted for a while, and Qin Changlin heard that Qin Kun had a good life in the city, so he asked, "Kunzi, next year other orchards in our village will also bear fruit. Brother Mangui said you know a lot of people, give uncle Recommend some."

Qin Changlin was not embarrassed, he had the cheek to say something selfless, Qin Kun patted his chest: "No problem, as long as there are good fruits in the village, I promise not to sell them cheap."

Li Chong's hot spring villa and Chu Qianxun's supernatural town are big sellers. Fruits, who doesn't like better quality?Putting on a fruit plate and squeezing a juice, for them, it means reprocessing the purchase price, and the profit is doubled. They have a lot of traffic in their hands, and they are not afraid that they will not be sold. Even if they hit their hands, there is no loss. Stable income.

Qin Changlin was overjoyed, and Qin Kun replied bluntly, giving him reassurance.

"Okay! Uncle will wait for your good news."

"Okay, Uncle Chang Lin, you send the signature fruit of our village to my dad, and it must be the best!"

Qin Changlin found that Qin Kun seemed to be able to finalize this matter now, and he was also interested, and asked curiously: "Why do you want the best? What about the mediocre ones...?"

Qin Kun said: "Priority and secondary are clear. As long as the best one is sold, it can be sold together in the future! I don't know much about this, but don't worry, the method I said is correct."

Qin Changlin shrank his head: "What if they don't accept it when it's sold..."

"I beat them."

Qin Changlin couldn't laugh or cry: "We can't buy and sell by force..."

Qin Kun smiled: "Don't worry, I was just joking."

After bidding farewell to Qin Changlin, Qin Kun strolled to Qin Donglei's door after a while.

Qin Donglei's house is still deserted.

It's New Year's Eve, and Qin Donglei is a village clerk, and no one likes to get too close to him, which is somewhat unlucky, so not many people come to visit.

The steaming bowl placed at the door means that the New Year will be prosperous.

There are also sweet rice and candies, implying the sweetness and beauty of the New Year.

For the altars of other people's homes, when passing by, some children would touch a candy or two and put them in their pockets. Qin Donglei's, no one else touched it.

As the incense candles on the altar wafted, Qin Kun picked up a piece of sugar, peeled it off and fed it into his mouth.

Walking into the courtyard, there were paper horses and wreaths all over the place. A silly young man with a runny nose saw Qin Kun and yelled in horror: "Dad! Dad! Someone is going to beat me!"

"Who beat my Daman?!"

In the room, a man who made paper figurines ran out wearing presbyopic glasses, and laughed when he saw Qin Kun.

"Kunzi? Should I call you... Master Qin?"

Qin Kun smiled, and after hearing Uncle Donglei's ridicule, he said to the silly young man next to him: "Qin Daman, you heard me, your father has to respect me, you are unprotected today!"

Qin Daman panicked and was at a loss. When Qin Donglei found out that his son was being bullied, he laughed angrily and said, "Daman, pour a cup of tea for your brother. How could your brother beat you?"

Under the eaves, Qin Donglei tied paper figurines, Qin Kun drank tea, flipped his palm, and conjured up a bottle of Coke, which Qin Daman threw to him in surprise.

Qin Donglei saw this move, and said in a low voice: "The handwriting of the door scroll? Kunzi, you are amazing now. I heard that you first worked in a funeral parlor. Did these two Fengdu disciples teach you? "

Qin Kun smiled without saying a word.

Then I changed the subject: "Uncle Dong Lei, I was teased by you today, how are you doing?"

"It's all fine."

Looking at the clothes drying in the yard, Qin Kun asked curiously, "Is this a lot of money? Are you going on a blind date?"

The Chinese style clothing is upright and elegant, the style is exactly the same as that of the old tailor, but the details are quite different, but it is undeniable that this thing is purely handmade and the price is expensive. Unless it is an important occasion, I will not wear it.

Qin Donglei gave Qin Kun a blank look: "What a blind date, a dog can't spit out ivory."

After a pause, Qin Donglei stroked his beard and said with a light smile, "You should know that the little Patriarch of Taichang Street is about to do something good. I'm a paper horse craftsman from outside the school, and I'm lucky enough to be invited to Sangyu City. In fact, I want to I think it should be thanks to you."

Oh?

Han Yao is getting married soon.

However, the date has not been set yet. Seeing that Uncle Dong Lei prepared the clothes early, it must be because he attaches great importance to this invitation.

"See you then."

"Hey... the old Qin family, He De He Neng, you are born."

Qin Donglei seemed to be feeling emotional, seemed to be happy, Qin Kun watched Qin Daman playing with paper figurines alone in the room, and asked, "Do you want Daman to inherit your craftsmanship in the future?"

Qin Donglei looked at his silly son, and shook his head sighingly: "I asked him to try, but he couldn't do it. But I have saved a lot of money over the years, and it will be enough for Daman to have enough food and clothing in the future. This is a poor child. It is the one who suffers..."

This cousin is really pitiful, he didn't feel much when he was bullying him when he was young, but when he grows up, he realizes that ordinary people are much luckier than fools.

"Let him learn to blow and play. Even if the child can have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life, he can't always stay at home."

Qin Kun painted the ground as a prison, "This place is not for people to live in."

Qin Donglei was thinking, and then took out a bottle of wine.

"Don't talk about this, drink two glasses with me!"

Thoughts are complicated, there are many trivial things, men's escape is wine, born to be happy and need wine, born to be sad and need wine, life is so difficult, even if you move forward bravely, you can't solve your immediate worries, it is better to drink, it is better to drink.

"Okay."

Qin Kun did not disappoint, opened the lid and filled it up.

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp. The wine filled their stomachs, and the aroma was overflowing. A voice came from the side.

"Father, I want to drink too!"

"How old are you?"

"I'm 26..." Qin Daman wiped away his snot, and stood timidly by the side.

Qin Donglei held the cup and remained silent. After finishing, he looked at Qin Kun. Qin Kun turned his head and smiled and said, "You don't even know how to mix cold dishes. What kind of wine do you drink? Without your father's skills, you don't even think about drinking."

Qin Daman muttered: "Then, how can you drink it?"

"I..." Qin Kun rolled his eyes, "I know how to make paper figurines, cook rice, and play the suona. I can do what your father knows, and I can do what your father can't. Can you do it?"

Qin Daman scratched his head: "I don't seem to be able to."

"That's it."

"But I can keep bees!"

what?

This sentence made both Qin Kun and Qin Donglei stunned for a moment, the detour was really a bit big.

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Qin Daman paused and said, "I went to the orchard last summer to play, Erming brother gave me a beehive, and I raised a beehive."

The year before last?

"Where's the bee?"

"Still in the orchard."

Qin Daman patted his forehead, seemed to remember something, took out a stack of scattered banknotes from his dirty clothes pocket, grinned and said, "Father, this is the wages Erming brother gave me at the end of the year, I respect you you!"

"The year before last?"

"The one from the previous year is dead, this is the one from this year."

A total of 712 yuan was wrapped in a handkerchief and handed to Qin Donglei. In an instant, Qin Donglei's eyes turned red and tears rolled down his face.

Holding the handkerchief with trembling palms, Qin Donglei pursed his lips tightly, snot and tears streaming out together: "Silly boy..."

Qin Daman sniffed his nose and said with a smile: "Brother Erming said I'm not stupid, and he plans to let me raise another hive of bees next year, and all the wages will be mine! He said that if he raises well, he can earn 2000 yuan!"

Qin Donglei was moved but moved, but after calculating the numbers, it wasn't quite right.

If you work part-time, you will get more money.

In terms of independent income, the money is a bit less.

Qin Donglei remembered the loss, and asked in a low voice: "How many bees have you raised to death for Qin Ming?"

"Twenty boxes." Qin Daman scratched his head.

At this moment, Qin Donglei wiped away his tears, and exchanged a glance with Qin Kun. The two smiled wryly, and then laughed.

"My son is on vacation."