Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

The next day, it was bright and clear.

Shu Zhiqiang got up and went straight to the dry pit room, kicked the boards on the ground away with his feet, and milky white objects came into view instantly.

He frowned, feeling sick again that he hadn't felt in decades.

Even though it has been reborn for several days. But he still couldn't get used to this thing.

You don’t have to buy a house in the city for the time being. This dry pit must be repaired when there is time.

Fortunately, I bought toilet paper before, otherwise...

After enduring the discomfort and emptying his stomach, he went to the kitchen and found that his mother was already making breakfast.

"Mom, eat the remaining white flour and boiled egg noodles. I'll buy some when I come back at noon."

"Hey, okay!"

After saying hello to his mother, Shu Zhiqiang washed up and went straight to his master Shu Qingshan's home with a mandarin fish in hand.

The door to Master's house was not closed, maybe because she knew he would come to get the cart.

He walked into the front yard and saw Shu Bingwen and a young woman walking out of the front door carrying a bowl.

The woman's name is Tan Fang, the daughter-in-law Shu Bingwen married last year.

He is hard-working and hard-working, and the work he usually does is not much less than that of men.

"Brother Qiang, are you here? Come and have breakfast."

Shu Bingwen's eyes lit up when he saw Shu Zhiqiang, and he quickly invited him in for dinner.

"I won't eat anymore, my mother is cooking it." Shu Zhiqiang waved his hand and handed the fish over.

"This is the mandarin fish I caught last night. I will give it to my master and my wife to try at noon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the master's wife's voice came from the main hall.

“Qiangzi, you brought the fish here again, you haven’t finished the fish you brought yesterday;

And this thing is a waste of gas, so why not just sell it? "

Shu Zhiqiang was not here to reminisce about the past, so he went straight to the topic after stuffing the fish to Shu Bingwen.

Shu Bingwen was stubborn and could only hand the fish to Tan Fang and then help Shu Zhiqiang push the trolley.

A few minutes later, a brand new bamboo cart appeared in front of Shu Zhiqiang.

Dozens of four-meter-long bamboo boards are neatly formed into a rectangular platform, supported by two iron frames underneath.

On both sides are fences made of seven or eight bamboo boards stacked up, and on both sides is a cylindrical bamboo handrail, with some extra lines on the handshake to prevent slipping.

At first glance, you can tell that a lot of effort has been put into this scooter. It looks very eye-catching and is very safe.

The periphery of the bamboo board is also specially smoothed so that hands will not be scratched by bamboo thorns.

"Brother Qiang, my dad was busy until twelve o'clock last night to help you finish this pallet truck;

Even the lights, which I usually hate to turn on, were turned on until half past twelve last night. "

Shu Bingwen looked back at the main hall, then approached Shu Zhiqiang and spoke softly.

Hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang was immediately moved.

He patted Shu Bingwen on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Master is interested."

"Just wait a few more days. I will arrange a job for you in a few days. The salary will not be lower than the iron rice bowl."

Shu Qingshan gave him a taxi without paying for it, but he couldn't give him nothing.

If possible, improve their living standards in disguised form.

Hearing the promise he made, Shu Bingwen was so excited that he pulled him in for breakfast.

Shu Zhiqiang could only quickly say that he would sell fish and would definitely have a drink with his master next time.

After being polite, he broke away from Shu Bingwen and pushed the cart out of Shu Qingshan's house.

Looking at the spacious, stable and beautiful truck in front of me, I feel as excited as owning my first car in my life.

Now that he has his own cart, he finally doesn't have to look at the face of the village elder's wife.

Back at the door, Shu Zhiguo happened to be back carrying the floor cage.

When he saw the cart in Shu Zhiqiang's hand, his eyes lit up and he ran over.

"Wow! Brother, this cart is much prettier than the village chief's. Did Uncle Qingshan make it?"

Shu Zhiguo reached out and touched the outline of the cart, just like a man who sees a sports car he likes.

Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly, the same way he did when he bought his first car in his previous life.

Every man has a dream of a sports car, and the same goes for a small car.

"I will return the cart to the village chief later and bring him a bream to express my gratitude."

Shu Zhiqiang pushed the cart into the courtyard dam and pointed to the cart that had been with him for several days.

"Bring him fish again?" Shu Zhiguo was surprised, with displeasure written all over his face.

When I sent fish to the village chief's house in the past two days, it was obvious that the other party had taken advantage, but he was still scorned by the village chief's wife.

Now that you can't beg the other person, why should you give him a fish for free?

“When it comes to the country, we need to enlarge the pattern and take a longer-term view;

After all, he is the village chief. We can't offend him because of such a small profit, right? "

Shu Zhiqiang patted his brother on the shoulder and said seriously.

Shu Zhiguo couldn't understand it for the moment, but he understood that what his elder brother said must make sense.

So he nodded and said that the cart and fish would be sent back to him immediately.

Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly and then went inside to have breakfast.

A few minutes later, while he was eating egg noodles, Shu Zhiguo ran back happily.

"Brother, this feels so good!"

Looking at his radiant brother, Shu Zhiqiang asked him curiously, how did he feel so good?

Shu Zhiguo smiled and told what happened when he returned the trolley to the village chief.

It turned out that Song Huaji was still complaining about the trolley, saying that she had suffered a big loss.

When he heard that Shu Zhiguo wanted to return the cart, he panicked.

He smiled apologetically at Shu Zhiguo and asked him to take the cart back and use it for a few days.

One fish a day, who wouldn't be willing to do such a good thing?

She keeps talking about it all day just because she doesn't want people to think she's taking advantage.

"Brother, you don't know how tough I was when I returned the cart to her;

I still can't forget that woman's crying face! "

Shu Zhiguo became more and more arrogant as he spoke. Fortunately, Shu Zhiqiang held his shoulders in time, otherwise he would have flown up.

He patted the other party's shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, hurry up and eat. After eating, help mom dry the rice."

"Ah?" Shu Zhiguo was stunned and looked at Shu Zhiqiang in disbelief: "Brother, you won't take me to sell fish?"

After his elder brother sold two fish, he became more and more obsessed with the feeling of counting money.

For a few dozen yuan a day, you can eat meat for every meal, so why do you do farm work?

“Dad wants Tieniu to plow the land, and mom is the only one left at home, so you’re not allowed to stay and help?

I went to the market to sell fish today, and it was enough for me. "

Shu Zhiqiang ignored his brother's sad eyes and asked him to move the fish to the new cart.

Ten minutes later, after sending his sister to school, he went straight to the market in Huangling Township.

Today, the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, is the day to go to the market.

Shu Zhixuan ran into the school empty-handed, and bumped into someone again the moment she entered the campus.

"Ouch!!" Two exclamations sounded at the same time. Shu Zhixuan covered her forehead and looked at the person opposite.

"Ah! Teacher Xiao, are you okay?"