The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Wen Xuhai waited until the sky was slightly dark, the villagers had long since returned home from the fields, and the smell of fireworks slowly rose from each household, and then he quietly returned home.

When Zhang Chengxiu saw the sneaky Wen Xuhai, his face turned as dark as ink.

Wen Xuhai's heart skipped a beat, and then he smiled ingratiatingly, "Wife, come on, come on, you've worked hard, have some big meat buns."

Zhang Chengxiu was worried about Wen Xuhai's safety. She had never come home so late before. She was really afraid that something might happen to Wen Xuhai.

"It hurts, it hurts - Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu, let go, it really hurts." The soft flesh under Wen Xuhai's arm was pinched fiercely, and his body tilted with pain. He followed the force, trying to relieve the pain.

"Where did it come from?" Zhang Chengxiu let out a sigh of relief, and his mood turned from gloomy to cheerful. He took the big meat bun, broke it open and saw that it was really a meat bun.

Zhang Chengxiu was suspicious: "Are you going to steal something?"

"A Xiu, what you said is too much. When have you ever seen me do such a thing?" Wen Xuhai patiently put down his things and spoke slowly.

Zhang Chengxiu felt a little unbelievable when a huge pie fell on his head. "Is it true?"

"Okay, Xiu, can I lie to you?" Wen Xuhai also felt that what happened today was a little unreal, but the money was real, he spent it, and the big meat buns were really delicious.

Wen Qiaoyin couldn't sit still anymore because her parents didn't call her when they were eating.

"Dad and Mom, you are eating alone!" Wen Qiaoyin ran out.

The two looked at each other and realized that they had really forgotten about their daughter.

"Dad, you've made a fortune?" Wen Qiaoyin pretended to be scared, "Dad, you're not going to sell me, are you? If you sell me, I'll have money to eat and drink."

Wen Xuhai's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "You can sell me, but you can't."

"Then Dad, where are you going to sell yourself to? Will mom and I ever see you again? Or are you going to be someone else's father?" Wen Qiaoyin responded in a very provocative manner.

"What are you talking about! Being your father is enough, why do you want to be someone else's father?" Wen Xuhai took a meat bun and stuffed it into Wen Qiaoyin's mouth.

"Well--"

"Eat your meat bun. I, your father, have found a job." Wen Xuhai wanted to show off in front of his daughter.

As a result, the mother and daughter went for his rice and grain, and no one supported him at all.

"Ahem..." Wen Xuhai tried to attract attention.

"Cough cough cough——" Wen Xuhai pulled Zhang Chengxiu.

"Dad, go cough over there and don't block mom." The words spoken by the leaky little cotton-padded jacket were heart-piercing.

Wen Xuhai snorted slightly and happily helped his wife move the food.

"How much is a pound of white rice?" Zhang Chengxiu saw the white rice but did not blame Wen Xuhai. In the end, he ate it all himself.

"Twenty-five cents. The price has increased by two cents compared to last year. I bought three kilograms of brown rice. You can return it to your brother-in-law." Wen Xuhai knew how to repay a favor, so he would naturally return what he had eaten from others.

Zhang Chengxiu sighed: "This money is not worth spending."

"It's okay, A Xiu. I will be able to make money in the future so that you and A Qiao can have white rice to eat every meal," Wen Xuhai said casually with a caring tone.

Zhang Chengxiu felt a little warm in her heart, she knew that the person she liked would not be bad.

Wen Xuhai had other plans in mind. If Boss Wen's shop needed more people, he would specifically recommend his eldest and second brothers-in-law.

Wen Qiaoyin looked at the two affectionate backs, and Wen Xuhai who followed them wherever they went, and felt that his father really loved his mother.

With food, life at home improved visibly.

The villagers also noticed that Wen Xuhai frequently left the village to go to the town. Wen Yunjiu's delicious noodle shop was open for business, so Wen Xuhai became busy, leaving early and returning early.

Wen Yunjiu does not open the store at night and usually closes at three or four in the afternoon.

It was normal for Wen Xuhai to be seen by villagers when he returned home at this time.

The villagers were curious about what Wen Xuhai was doing with all his idle time.

Wen Xuhai did not hide it. In the future, when the villagers go to the town, they will meet him and will find out sooner or later.

He openly explained that he had found a job in town and was earning some money to support his family.

As soon as he said this, the villagers immediately asked him how he found a job.

Wen Xuhai smiled triumphantly, immediately beautified the process, described it in various ways, and finally boasted: "This is all thanks to my kindness in my heart..."

The villagers rolled their eyes as if they had heard some big joke. They believed there must be a ghost.

It must be that Wen Xuhai rescued the person because he had money. If it were them, they would be willing to rescue him too.

Wen Xuhai received a wave of envious and jealous looks, and many people were wondering why they were not the ones who had good things happen to them.

As expected, the Wen family also knew that Wen Xuhai had got the job.

Mrs. Wen and Old Man Wen felt unhappy, "This Ah Hai has a grudge against us..."

"It's really ignorant of you to not tell us such a big thing." Mrs. Wen complained.

Old Man Wen glanced at her and said, "It's you who are biased and insist on separating Ah Hai."

When Mrs. Wen heard this, she was unhappy. "Didn't you support the separation of Ah Hai in the first place? Now you blame me. It's my fault. I am biased. You are not biased!"

Old Man Wen is naturally partial. In his heart, his eldest son, who takes care of him in his old age, is the first. His second son, who brings money into the family, is second. His third son, who does nothing and eats for free, gets no attention from him.

"I wonder how much money Ah Hai can earn in a month." When it comes to money, Mrs. Wen is particularly sensitive and anxious, wanting to know the monthly allowance of her third son.

"At least two hundred wen." Working as a waiter in the store, Wen Xugang knew from seeing him that he earned two hundred and fifty wen a month.

Come to think of it, Mrs. Wen couldn't help but feel pained when she thought about hundreds of coins slipping away from her hands.

The next day, I couldn't help but go find Wen Xuhai to find out how much he earned per month.

When Mrs. Wen arrived, the family of three gathered around the table and set up their bowls and chopsticks to eat.

Wen Xuhai opened the door and saw that it was Mrs. Wen, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Mrs. Wen didn't pay attention and her eyes kept looking around. When she saw the meat buns on the table, she felt so distressed that she wanted to curse.

Being stared at by three pairs of eyes, Mrs. Wen swallowed her harsh words.

Zhang Chengxiu didn't hear her swearing, and his expression eased a little.

Wen Xuhai greeted her and asked Mrs. Wen to sit down and have dinner together.

If Mrs. Wen said anything unpleasant, Wen Xuhai would immediately get angry.

It had been a long time since Mrs. Wen had eaten meat, and her mouth was drooling profusely. She swallowed her saliva without leaving a trace.

"Mom, have meat buns. If you're not full, there's rice. It's enough for you to eat." As long as no one mentions the people in the old house, Wen Xuhai is happy to be a filial son for a while.

Mrs. Wen suppressed her anger and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Chengxiu. It must be the fault of this prodigal daughter-in-law that Ah Hai was such a spendthrift.

"Mom, do you want to eat or not? If not, I will send you back." Wen Xuhai didn't want to quarrel with Mrs. Wen for the time being.

Mrs. Wen said viciously: "Eat, why don't you eat!"

It was the first time for her to have such a sumptuous meal, and Mrs. Wen felt a little guilty as she ate alone without telling anyone in the old house.