Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

"Well, I generally understand."

Although Banggeng was still a little confused, he nodded out of trust in Zhang Weiguo.

Seeing Banggeng nod, Zhang Weiguo took out a bag from his bicycle, took out everything inside, and said:

"Here are your tools, three garbage bags and a pair of gloves. Remember to wear the gloves to avoid hurting your hands."

In this era, if you were scratched by rusty iron, there was no tetanus vaccine, so Zhang Weiguo carefully prepared gloves for Banggeng.

Bang Geng picked up the bag, put on gloves, took a deep breath, and began to step into the garbage dump carefully.

Following Zhang Weiguo's instructions, Banggeng began to look for recyclable waste, such as scrap iron, scrap plastic, and scrap paper. He then picked them out from the garbage one by one and put them into bags according to their categories.

At the beginning, Banggeng was a little uncomfortable, thinking that the air here was polluted and the garbage was dirty and smelly.

But as Zhang Weiguo spoke, he gradually became excited.

"Yeah, that scrap metal is worth one cent."

"These few tattered books are worth one cent."

"The scrap copper under your feet is one cent."

"Keep working hard, Bang Geng. You've already earned 3 cents."

"Great! That's 5 cents."

"Bang Geng, don't you want to be a man? Why, you can't do that now?"

With Zhang Weiguo's PUA, Banggeng's current status is like this.

"Scrap metal, one cent."

"Waste paper, one cent."

"Scrap copper, one cent."

"Great stalk, one point."

After several hours of hard work, Bang Geng finally filled the bag with waste.

Zhang Weiguo looked at the full bag in front of him and smiled with satisfaction. He patted Banggeng on the shoulder and said:

"Great job, great job."

"Come on, your cousin will take you to sell it for money."

After about half an hour, the two arrived at the scrap collection station in Sijiu City.

"The total value of these things is 9 cents." The staff at the scrap yard handed Zhang Weiguo another receipt and said, "Take this receipt and go over there, someone will settle the bill for you."

After a few minutes, Bang Geng looked at the 9 cents in his hand and asked blankly, "Uncle, did I make money?"

“Well, you made money.”

Hearing Zhang Weiguo's answer, Banggeng suddenly became excited.

"I've made money! I'm a man!"

"I've made money! I'm a man!"

Zhang Weiguo looked at the excited Bang Geng but did not disturb him.

After five minutes, Bang Geng, who had calmed down, said, "Uncle, are we going to pick up trash tomorrow?"

"not going."

As soon as Zhang Weiguo finished speaking, Banggeng became anxious.

"Uncle, why don't you go?"

"Bang Geng, let me ask you, are you tired of picking up trash today?"

Bang Geng hesitated for a moment, but still said truthfully:

"tired!"

"So do you want to pick up trash for the rest of your life?" Zhang Weiguo asked again.

"For a lifetime! Picking up trash!"

Banggeng hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to answer this question. Although he wanted to be a man, he didn't want to be a garbage collector all his life.

"Uncle, I...I don't know."

"Then my cousin asks you, is it more respectable to work in a factory or to pick up trash?"

"Of course it's respectable to work in a factory!" Banggeng replied without hesitation.

"Is it more respectable to be a leader? Or is it more respectable to work in a factory?"

"Of course, to be a leader." Banggeng replied quickly again.

"So, do you want to be a leader?"

"Ah...can I...can I be a leader?" Banggeng said somewhat unconfidently.

"Why not? How about this, as long as you get into college, your cousin will find a way to make you a leader."

"Uncle, are you serious? As long as I get into college, you can help me become a leader?" Bang Geng asked anxiously.

"It's true."

Hearing Zhang Weiguo's answer, Bang Geng immediately said loudly:

"I want to go to college! I want to be a leader!"

Zhang Weiguo looked at the excited Bang Geng and felt a little guilty for deceiving a child.

College students of this era are basically guaranteed jobs, and most of them are cadre positions, the only difference is the rank of the cadre.

"Stop shouting, let's go home."

As soon as the two men rode to the courtyard, they saw Xu Damao leading a beautiful woman towards the backyard of the house.

Zhang Weiguo didn't care. He stopped his bicycle and let Banggeng go back.

Jia family.

Banggeng put the 9 cents in his hand on the table and said to Xiaodang, "Xiaodang, where do you think my brother got all this money?"

"Brother, have you taken grandma's money again?" Xiaodang said in a low voice.

"What grandma's money? This is what I earned today." Banggeng raised his head and said proudly.

"You earned it yourself?" Xiao Dang looked puzzled, and then said, "My brother is lying. Mom said that children can't earn money."

"You!!" Bang Geng was a little anxious and said quickly, "I really earned the land by myself. If you don't believe me, I will take you to find my cousin Weiguo. He can prove it to me."

Banggeng said as he was about to take Xiaodang to find Zhang Weiguo.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw Jia Zhang picking up the 9 cents he had just placed on the table.

He muttered, "When did I leave the money on the table?"

At this time, Xiao Dang said, "Brother, you are a liar. Look, grandma has taken all the money."

Bang Geng also saw that Jia Zhang stuffed all the money she earned from collecting garbage into her own pocket, and immediately ran over anxiously and said:

"Grandma, you're taking my money."

Seeing Bang Geng's anxious look, Jia Zhang also wanted some pocket money for her grandson, so she took out 9 cents from the 2 cents and handed it to Bang Geng, saying:

"Come on, grandson, use it to buy popsicles."

"Grandma, that's my money. It's really my money."

Bang Geng couldn't explain it and was so anxious that he almost cried.

Finally, after Banggeng's constant "explanation", Jia Zhang reluctantly returned the money to Banggeng.

At Xu Damao's home,

On the table inside the house, a plate of attractive Quanjude roast duck was cut evenly, and the aroma of roast duck filled the entire empty room.

"Feifei, sit down quickly."

Xu Damao had a flattering look on his face and diligently moved a chair next to Huang Feifei.

However, Huang Feifei did not appreciate it. She frowned slightly and said in an unhappy tone: "Xu Damao, I have told you many times, please call me by my full name, Huang Feifei."

Huang Feifei paused, with a hint of indifference in her eyes, and said coldly:

"I've made it very clear to you before I came here. I'm not interested in you. This time, I came here just to shut my parents up. It's not my personal wish."

After saying that, Huang Feifei turned around and said, "Xu Damao, I've been to your house before. Now I'm officially informing you that we're not compatible."