So, Bao Jiaxin stuck to Zheng Shaoqiu like a fart.

Every day at about six or seven o'clock, I came to the scrap yard to guard, from morning to night, except for following Zheng Shaoqiu every step of the way, other trivial matters were handed over to my subordinates.

Zheng Shaoqiu knew that the Bao family had taken a fancy to their lotus dzi.

Because of all kinds of mysterious and mysterious reasons, when Bao Jiaxin saw the dzi for the first time, he felt a feeling.

It is no exaggeration to say that no matter what the price is, he will get his hands on this supreme lotus dzi.

Bao Jiaxin didn't have any young master shelf, he was born familiar, and he soon got along with the neighbors in the shantytown, and when the scrapyard was in full swing, he would even lower his net worth to help, not caring about the six-figure fashion clothes on his body at all.

This made Zheng Shaoqiu a little surprised.

Time passed minute by minute, and a few days passed in a blink of an eye, Bao Jiaxin did not have the idea of giving up, and stood guard at the door at a fixed time every day, which was exactly the same as the previous Huangpu Army, Li Henian and others.

As long as Zheng Shaoqiu showed signs of going out, he didn't say a word, and drove the Cadillac with the armored chassis over.

However, Zheng Shaoqiu didn't appreciate it, and walked straight to the electric three-wheeler, and just about to start, Bao Jiaxin rushed over, jumped onto the body, and laughed twice: "Brother Zheng, go out...... Where you're going, I'll follow. ”

His body was covered in white lime powder, and his hair was sticky and sticky, and he looked no different from those migrant workers.

Not to mention, this kid is really not ordinary.

The Bao family can develop to this day, and the strict family style is a crucial part.

However, Zheng Shaoqiu didn't see anything grandiose on Bao Jiaxin's face, even so, it would be no problem to be an Anlehou in the future.

Going around and around, he bought some rice, flour, grain and oil, and then drove Bao Jiaxin in the direction of the North District.

In a short time, they came to a suburb, with low, scattered houses, vast farmland, green and green, milky white greenhouses like waves on the sea, reflecting a dazzling luster, and a few frogs chirping in the scattered ponds.

Fresh shallots, red peppers, a few old dogs lazily lying on the muddy path, sticking out their long tongues, a graceful posture.

Zheng Shaoqiu brought a big horn when he came out, but the power ran out after shouting for more than ten minutes, and immediately, he glanced at Bao Jiaxin.

Bao Jiaxin is also a thoughtful master, so he immediately gathered his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted at the top of his voice: "Specializing in repairing rainy leaky houses, cracks in the roof ......"

"Wrong. ”

Zheng Shaoqiu knocked him on the head.

Bao Jiaxin laughed twice, and then shouted again: "Collect the rags......"

"Color TV, refrigerator, washing machine, books, newspapers, ......"

"Beer bottles...... Collect the rags......"

His Chinese language was still a little sloppy, and it was extremely funny to say these two sentences, and many simple villagers walked out of the courtyard, looked curiously, and let out bursts of good-natured laughter.

Now it is a new countryside, and every family lives in a small western-style building, which looks clean and tidy on the surface, and the decoration inside is also extremely eye-catching.

Bao Jiaxin, the heir of the chaebol, was secretly speechless while watching.

I have to say that the development of the whole of China is changing with each passing day, but after decades of hard work, it is already a strong national strength that should not be underestimated.

The two walked on a straight asphalt road, bypassing a row of villas, and then came to a bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is vast, very dense, one or two hundred meters behind, a blue brick house can be faintly seen, the style is still the old style, it looks dilapidated.

There are a few cracks in the wall, which looks shocking.

There is a vacant lot in front of the house, which is full of melons, fruits and vegetables, and the greenery is pleasant.

In the corner, there is also an earthen stove, the smoke is faint, and the fragrance of firewood is overflowing.

In front of the stove sat a rickety old man, holding a burning stick in his right hand and two sticks of firewood in his left hand, and his movements were extremely familiar.

Zheng Shaoqiu bypassed the small bamboo forest and came directly to the yard, and without taking two steps out of the car, he called Granny Qian.

The old man followed the prestige, and a moving smile bloomed on his face full of ravines.

"Little boss, why are you here?"

"Quick, quick, please sit, please ......"

This old woman is the mother-in-law who sold Yuan Datou in Yuanbao Villa a few days ago.

While speaking, Granny Qian stood up with difficulty with her hands on her knees, and then stretched out her hand to signal Zheng Shaoqiu and Bao Jiaxin to sit down.

The little Maza, about 50 centimeters tall, looks old and dilapidated, just like this room.

Granny Qian trembled into the back room, and when she came out again, she had two more crude black glazed tea bowls in her hands, and after brewing the tea leaves, she walked to the open space on the side, collected a few dried bamboo shoots, cleaned them twice, and put them on a plate.

The old man's steps were very slow, just looking at it was terrifying, Zheng Shaoqiu took two steps forward and said with a smile: "Don't be busy." ”

Granny Qian waved her hand when she heard this, and said softly: "Little boss, you said you should come, and what rice and noodles should you bring, it is really too polite." ”

"Don't leave later, eat together, it's all some mountain goods, that's all there is left at home, don't dislike it. ”

The sound of the wind came into the dense forest, and the bamboo leaves rattled, like waves, and the slightly yellowed leaves swirled in mid-air and fell quickly.

Autumn is getting stronger.

Bao Jiaxin sat honestly on the matza and looked at the plate curiously.

To be honest, he has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of sun-dried bamboo shoots.

After a while, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity, and put a piece in his mouth, his face suddenly turned red, and he took a small breath and stuck out his tongue.

Zheng Shaoqiu looked around in the courtyard, then looked at Granny Qian, and said with a smile: "I walked all the way and saw all the new villas, Granny Qian, how do you still live in the old house?"

At this moment, Granny Qian opened the lid of the pot that was pasted black, took out a large plate of soup and vegetables, put it on the table, and then picked up a small medicine jar, put it on the stove, and talked while fanning the wind.

It turned out that Granny Qian's family was counting on her son's dead salary.

A mere 4,000 yuan, in Pingjing, is nothing at all, except for ensuring daily expenses, there is no surplus.

Building a house is something you don't even have to think about.

"Let's eat first, then eat and talk, the food is not good, it is not as good as the people in the city, you will eat." ”

As she spoke, Granny Qian took two bowls of rice and put them on the table.

Zheng Shaoqiu didn't say anything, just took the spicy dried bamboo shoots and devoured them.

Seeing him like this, the smile on Granny Qian's face also increased a lot, a gust of wind blew, and her trachoma eyes were a little moist.

"Xin Doll, you can eat quickly, don't be restrained, just like your own home. ”