Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

Boss Song beckoned his wife to make a pot of hot tea for each of the two young men.

"Put some good tea, the two children are tired."

After speaking, two small stools were brought in: "You two take a breath first, drink saliva and then dry."

"Let's go over the scale first, we're not tired." It was Xiao Linzi who spoke, and his obvious lips were a little chapped off.

This day is not only physically exhausting, but also psychologically stressful.

Always wondering if it will be illegal to come up with so many things, and whether the police will find themselves.

I feel that this money still comes too easily.

Tired is right, but there are so many people in Hongwan Village who are not hard and tired every day.

It is not easy to pay off all kinds of arrears with income in a year.

In one day, I put people's income for several years into my pocket, and I don't panic, that's fake.

Liu Qiqiang is also on fire, he is not worried that the money will be easy to earn.

His concern is whether the trajectory of history will change? Will Shang Wu and his family suddenly run to the place where they take out their garbage in advance?

These two people are now picking up garbage on the street of Yuzhong County. If they find out, it's really troublesome.

That place is not anyone's private territory, and anyone who picks up garbage can pick it up at any time.

Garbage is also a treasure, and it is good to pick it up in your pocket.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's drink the saliva first." It is estimated that you have not drunk water for two and a half days. Look at each lip is about to crack. "The hostess has already come out with two enamel jars.

"Thank you Auntie! We weigh while drinking. The work is not finished, and I am anxious. Xiao Lin Zi rushed to say.

"This kid is good, he knows that he is in a hurry." Liu Qiqiang said with a smile to Boss Song.

"Don't make you look like an adult, you're only a few years older than me." Xiao Lin Zi was a little unconvinced.

Boss Song and his wife both laughed, their son is even older than this kid.

A man cannot live better than a man, and a donkey cannot be carried by a mule.

His son did nothing after graduating from school, and he still sleeps in the house with his head covered.

His mother asked several times with her rice bowl, but she didn't even move.

To be a mother is a, nagging over and over again for fear that his son will starve his stomach.

"Okay, you guys are holding the teacups and watching me pass the scales as you drink. Wife, you come to help me, let the two children take a good break. Boss Song's words made Liu Qiqiang feel very warm in his heart.

The tea is so sweet, so sweet that it has already overwhelmed the taste of the tea leaves.

Boss Song's tea is also very good, it is a good flower tea.

Liu Qiqiang is a person who has drunk hundreds of thousands of good tea, and it is really a waste to think about it now.

It's so bad that it doesn't taste as good as this ordinary jasmine tea.

The taste of this tea is exceptionally sweet.

None of the words introduced by the tea artist can describe the taste of this cup of tea properly.

What is like an orchid in the tongue, refreshing, fragrant and sweet, fragrant and pleasant is deceptive.

Now what Liu Qiqiang feels is one word: "cool, really cool, especially cool." This

should be the most delicious tea Liu Qiqiang has drunk in his two lives.

Xiao Lin Zi was afraid of the heat, and he gulped anxiously.

The blow caused the water on the tea noodles to overflow.

"Xiao Linzi's skill in blowing tea, your tea can wash my face." Liu Qiqiang quipped.

Xiao Lin Zi smiled awkwardly: "It's too hot, and I'm really thirsty." And anxious to work.

Liu Qiqiang looked at Xiao Lin Zi scratching his head very cutely.

Is this still the little forest who gambles everywhere and causes trouble in another world?

Not like ah! Liu Qiqiang thought silently in his heart.

Liu Qiqiang once again secretly vowed in his heart that he would also make his brother-in-law change his face when he was reborn.

Boss Song and the two of them sorted out the scrap iron neatly, and put the copper wire and copper plate into another frame.

The lady said, "Next time you load the copper and iron separately, you will save the process of picking." Liu

Qiqiang and Xiao Lin Zi said again and again that this was indeed a very low-level mistake.

Especially for an old demon like Liu Qiqiang who has practiced for several lifetimes, he can't commit it.

It seems that the body and mind are still chaotic, which is not like a mistake that a boss who used to be worth more than 100 million should make.

Boss Song and his wife are really real, and the brass that treats Liu Qiqiang and Xiao Lin Zi as scrap iron also returns to their places one by one.

This made Liu Qiqiang feel a little moved.

A few years later, the owner who collected the waste was not so realistic.

The boss is short of two pounds, and the people who sell waste products do all kinds of tricks and feet.

Waste newspapers and paper shells are filled with water, and scrap iron pipes are filled with cement or stone.

Anyway, it was Zhang San who coaxed Li Si, and Li Si thought of ways to deal with it positively.

There are not many people like Boss Song who actively help and can do business with sincerity.

"A total of 968 yuan, do you two want to look at the scale again?" Look at the list yourself and calculate it. Again, I won't admit it when I go out. "Boss Song is very serious.

Business should be like this, ugly words to the front, integrity-based.

"No, no. We believe in you. Liu Qiqiang's words are also very factual.

"Wife, take money for the two children. I don't have enough money in my pocket. Boss Song shouted without turning his head.

"This dead old man, let you carry the money you don't dare, shouting all the time, making me seem like a rich detainer." Having said that, the hostess's face was still full of happiness.

"I only have a little money in my pocket, and you are the treasurer of this house." With big money it must go through your hands, that's the rule. Men are the rakes that hold money, and women are the boxes that manage money. This is a rule left by the old generation, and we can't break it. Boss Song laughed.

Liu Qiqiang wanted to say: "It turns out that from now on, it is popular to be afraid of your wife is a virtue? This Boss Song is still very trendy.

This time, Liu Qiqiang was no longer polite, took the money and put it in his jacket pocket.

The two people finished drinking the tea and said: "Don't pour the tea leaves in the teacup, let's drink another can next time."

"Come on, I'll keep this for you." The hostess is also very happy, and the profit margin is still quite large.

The more things these two lads bring, the better.

Of course, they can also see that this thing is coming from the right path.

"Old man, did you say that these two children were taken care of by relatives who were officials?" The hostess asked.

"It must be, such a child is really cute! Relatives are also willing to help children who are not afraid of hardship! Even if there are more relationships, children can't fight for anger. Boss Song looked at the small room where his son slept and sighed.

"Little noise, if Qingjunzi listens to it, he should make trouble with us again." The proprietress is probably scared by her son.

"Looking at people's sons is good, my eyes are hot, so do I also have to envy people for having an old wife and father who is a leader?" Do I still have to envy people who live in buildings and cars? Why am I so miserable, why can't I be a good father? "His son Song Qingshun looks like he woke up early.