I sat there for about half an hour.

Jiang Que's so-called second uncle came back wearing bucket shoes, carrying a big bucket in one hand and a fishing rod in the other.

His hearty laughter was full of energy and he didn't sound like a man in his fifties or sixties at all.

Behind the second uncle was a middle-aged man wearing a sun hat, a light blue shirt and a gray vest, who looked as elegant as a gentleman.

"Xiao Que is here. Hey, is this... your classmate?" The second uncle's gaze fell from Jiang Que to Zhou Jin, his eyes were weathered but extremely sharp.

"Second Master, are you going fishing with my uncle again?" Jiang Que stepped forward and took the initiative to scoop out the catch in Second Master's bucket, blocking Second Master's sight for Zhou Jin.

Don't scare him away.

Speaking of fish, the fisherman was very happy and kept catching fish.

The middle-aged man who had been quiet and gentlemanly behind the second uncle turned his steady gaze to Zhou Jin again.

Zhou Jin felt the gaze, and when he looked over, he just took off his hat and put it on his chest, smiling politely.

Pulling the sleeve of the chattering Second Master, he said, "It's time to eat."

The second uncle just remembered and slapped his head: "Look at my memory. You guys sit down and I'll go cook."

Then he took the bucket to the kitchen and started to get rice.

The middle-aged man went upstairs to change his clothes.

Facing Zhou Jin's doubts, Jiang Que sat over and put a handful of peanuts he had just picked up in the kitchen into his hands, and explained: "The one fishing is my second uncle, and the one going upstairs is my first uncle. My second uncle used to be a gangster, and my first uncle is a rich man."

At a young age, one was willing to clear his name for the sake of the rich master, but was beaten half to death by the gang and had two fingers chopped off; the other spent all his family wealth to save others.

Finally, after going through many hardships, he retired to the mountains.

Fortunately, the wealth that the old man gave away was only his own share, and did not implicate the original owner's grandfather, otherwise he would not be rich now.

Although the two have retired now, they still have shares in the Jiang family, and can make a lot of money from dividends each year.

The second uncle is younger than the uncle, but he is not as good at taking care of himself as the uncle, so the two look like they are a generation apart.

After hearing this story, Zhou Jin was stunned.

So they both...

Are they a couple? ?

Two... men? ?

Macho man Zhou Jin felt that his three views were washed away.

Especially when Jiang Que pinched his own hand, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

"Then what should I do here?" Zhou Jin was a little confused.

"Chatting with the two old people." Jiang Que said seriously, "They have no children, and they like the younger generation to come over the most. Your job today is to make them happy, and then ask them for their wages."

Zhou Jin: “…”

So simple? ?

Something feels wrong.

Although something was wrong, Zhou Jin still had the nerve to do it.

for money! !

Take care of the lonely elderly!!

The second uncle was cooking in the kitchen, so Zhou Jin went over to help. The uncle was watering the plants in the greenhouse, so he went over to help.

After dinner, someone cleaned the small yard.

The second uncle saw him busying around and smiled at Jiang Que with ill intent.

Jiang Que raised his glass and clinked his teacup with the second uncle, his eyes flashing with a deep meaning that could only be understood but not expressed in words.

The old man saw that the two of them were acting suspiciously, so he called Zhou Jin over to have tea with him.

My sister-in-law came back just in time, and the five of us got together to play Landlord.

The eldest uncle and the second uncle are in one group, Jiang Que and Zhou Jin are in one group, and the youngest uncle is the landlord.

As the fight went on, the little girl felt something was wrong and decided to stop playing.

They all go in pairs, obviously bullying singles.

It was getting dark, and Jiang Que and the others were about to leave.

After all, it’s still some distance to drive back to the city, and they have classes tomorrow.

Before leaving, he gave red envelopes to Zhou Jin and his sister-in-law respectively, but Jiang Que received none.

My aunt wanted to go back to the city, so she took Jiang Que and his friends' car.

It was cold when driving at night, so Jiang Que pushed the top of the convertible sports car back down. Zhou Jin sat in the passenger seat, and his aunt sat in the back counting money.

There was one thousand yuan in the red envelope from his aunt-in-law. Zhou Jin didn't dare to open it, but after feeling the thickness, it felt like a hundred yuan.

One hundred bucks, not bad.

He only got 80 yuan for handing out flyers for a day.

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