Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

"Eat quickly!" Sui Dongfeng was not in the mood to eat now. It concerned his sister. He was afraid that his cousin was also the "intermediary" in Duan Jiajia's mouth.

The reason why he was unwilling to stay in the factory was also related to these things.

Call him timid or cowardly.

He doesn't want to stay outside, he would be happy to learn a craft and come back to open a shop!

Sui Jiali didn't dare to say anything. She lowered her head and took big mouthfuls of rice noodles. While chewing the radish, she didn't forget to look pitifully at Duan Jiajia.

"Eat slowly and ask questions when you go back later. Since you are relatives and there is a way to take you to the southern factory, then ask your relatives and friends who work there. If they come back during the Chinese New Year, just give them a pack of cigarettes and thank you. Anyway, You're not leaving tomorrow, you have time to check." Duan Jiajia hoped that the "Sui Rong" in the book was not Sui Jiali.

This is exactly what Sui Dongfeng planned.

Seeing that Duan Jiajia was still comforting Sui Jiali, she said apologetically: "The meal this time does not count. I will treat you to a restaurant next time. Just go to the Cymbidium Restaurant over there."

This restaurant is famous for its delicious food in the surrounding streets, but the corresponding price is a bit more expensive than other small stir-fry restaurants.

Even though the factories in the forest farm seem lifeless, many stores have opened in recent years.

After all, there are so many employees and family members in the forest farm, and the population of a town is so large that these newly opened stores will not make a fortune every day, but they can still make a small profit.

Duan Jiajia knew that Sui Dongfeng's attitude meant he accepted him.

He smiled and said: "Okay, then I will definitely not be polite to you."

Sui Dongfeng also liked Duan Jiajia's generous style and expressed his warm welcome.

In the end, when Sui Dongfeng paid the bill for rice noodles, Duan Jiajia almost put an arm into the boss's money box to stuff money, but Sui Dongfeng easily lifted it away.

Seeing her confused look, Sui Jiali whispered: "My brother is very strong. Before he went to work, he fought all over the three streets around my house and he never lost!"

Duan Jiajia clasped his fists: "He's still a master."

Then I complained in my heart that the cousins ​​really lived up to their blood relationship.

Brother and sister, don't tell anyone about the other, they are all the same!

After separating from the Sui brothers and sisters, Duan Jiajia took the snacks bought from the roadside tuck shop and prepared to go home and copy out the manuscript while eating.

She found a lot of what were later called nostalgic snacks in the canteen.

What spicy strips, rice crackers and bubble gum.

In her previous life, Duan Jiajia always saw bloggers posting about nostalgic snacks and saying in the comment section that the taste had changed and it was no longer the same taste as before.

She wanted to see what the original taste of this nostalgic snack that had been remembered for decades was now.

Is it as delicious as those people say?

Humming a song, I walked to the entrance of the courtyard, and by chance I bumped into the Fubao family who were returning home.

Fu Bao's dad still looks like a good old man, but when he speaks, it makes people feel harsh: "Jia Jia went out to buy food? Didn't the doctor say you hurt your stomach before? You started eating spicy strips so quickly? Can you eat it?" "

Duan Jiajia found it funny.

It's been less than half a month since she quarreled with Fu Bao, but this man is still biting her.

Is this the father of the heroine in the book who dotes on his daughter, protects his wife, and is tolerant and generous to everyone around him?

She is the same age as Fu Bao, wouldn't Fu Bao's father feel embarrassed bullying a junior?

"My dad has been working hard in the hospital for so many days. No matter how bad I am, won't I still have to make my dad work hard?" Duan Jiajia held a pack of spicy strips, as if he didn't know that someone had come out to watch the fun, and said, "I not only want to eat Latiao, I also ate salt water popsicles today. Uncle Meng, can't you?"

Dad Fubao originally wanted to ridicule Duan Jiajia, but by the way, Duan Jiajia was blamed for his ignorance.

This can also make his Fu Bao obedient and sensible.

But he didn't expect Duan Jiajia to be so strong that he would directly confront him.

Fu Bao's dad smiled honestly: "I'm just reminding you what I said."

"Oh. Thank you, uncle. Then Uncle Meng will also keep a close eye on Fu Bao. She was the first one to eat spicy strips in the yard." Duan Jiajia caught a glimpse of Fu Bao's frozen little face and covered her mouth in panic: "This is Can't you tell me? But all the children in the courtyard know it!"

I don't know whether it was Duan Jiajia's luck or the ice cream in the afternoon, but Old Man Huang's eldest grandson was sitting at the door eating with his rice bowl in hand.

Just as they were watching the excitement, they talked about eating spicy strips.

The young man sat on a small woven bamboo chair, which made a creaking sound: "Yes. We didn't have any pocket money when we were young, so the first time we ate spicy strips was Fu Bao's treat."

"Uncle Meng, be careful!" Duan Jiajia smiled and walked briskly toward home, carrying the bag of spicy strips.

Fu Bao's father did not expect that he would lose the rice by stealing the chicken. Instead of teaching Duan Jiajia a lesson, he instead brought up the matter of his daughter secretly eating spicy strips.

Fu Bao huddled behind his mother and looked at his father timidly.

"Okay!" Fu Bao's mother didn't have so many ideas. She just didn't want anyone to scare her baby daughter: "Eat some spicy strips. That happened so many years ago! Do you need to dig it out now? Let's go, let's go. , there are a lot of mosquitoes at night, and I feel my legs are itching to death after standing for a while.”

As if he had found an excuse, Fubao's father also laughed a few times: "Yes, it happened many years ago. Look at Jiajia, she can remember things that happened so long ago. I just care about that child, isn't it all the same?" Dead? I’m about to eat spicy strips, it’s really enough to make Lao Duan worried!”

The old neighbors on both sides smiled and said nothing.

The Duan family and the Meng family have long known that they are not willing to deal with them.

They were a little worried at first, but don't make a big fuss. They will become a joke on the street.

It turns out that Fu Bao's father always seems to be easy to talk to, but Duan Shunan is even more direct.

He didn't talk much at all.

Everything has been going well till now.

Fu Bao's father didn't get any response from the neighbors, so he finally lost his temper, smiled perfunctorily, and took his wife and daughter home.

Old Man Huang sat on a bamboo chair at the door and smoked. He looked at the backs of Fubao's family and shook his head secretly.

He actually argued with a child. I don’t know where Meng Guoqing’s face came from!

It's really getting better and better!

Duan Jiajia didn't care what Fu Bao's father said later.

Anyway, she hasn't been at a disadvantage in a head-to-head confrontation yet.

I don’t know what the protagonist’s family wants.

Even a mosquito bite standing at the door would say these useless words.

Duan Jiajia opened the door, the lights were on in the room, and Duan Shunan was sitting in the living room with a calculator in his hand, seeming to be calculating something.

"Dad, I'm back." Duan Jiajia changed her shoes after entering the house and put on breathable slippers and asked, "What are you busy with?"