"You bastard, kneel in front of the Bodhisattva and your father, don't learn, learn to speculate, who are you worthy, snap!"

In the living room, the old mother was practicing family law, it didn't matter if the stick was served, and there was a handful of snot and tears, Guo Yongkun really couldn't stand it, so he could only push the door out, planning to go outside to breathe.

Guo Xiaomei also tiptoed out.

"Third brother, what's wrong with the eldest brother?"

"Don't ask what children shouldn't know. ”

Guo Xiaomei straightened her already large-scale chest, and said unconvinced: "Who is a child, I will be 18 in a few months." ”

"I'll tell you in a few months. ”

"Eh~you......"

"Xiao Kun. At this time, there was a voice at the staircase, and it was Hao Jinjin who touched it.

He stepped forward quickly and asked in a low voice, "How is your mother?"

"What else, sad. ”

"I said you children, save some snacks, your mother raised you alone, it's not easy. ”

Guo Yongkun nodded, and said in his heart, don't I know, because of this, everything goes along with her old man after coming back from the countryside, she said that when she enters the factory, she will work in the factory, and she says that she never goes to the left and never to the right.

However, he managed himself well, but he didn't know what his brother had done......

He still hasn't figured out why things are going wrong, unlike in his previous life, he doesn't seem to be too involved in his brother's work or life.

He decided to ask his brother later.

This made him a little nervous, and it was the feeling that things were suddenly out of control and became erratic.

This wiped out the advantage of his rebirth.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Hao Jinjin asked.

Guo Yongkun shrugged, it was obvious that he wanted to do it, but the old mother was angry, afraid that making a move would make her even more upset.

"Let's go, go to my house to eat, I'll go order some noodles, and I'll bring your mother a bowl later." ”

To tell the truth, at this moment, Guo Yongkun really wanted to marry his mother.

Although she is very strong, she is a woman after all, and she needs to be considerate and cared for, and these cannot be given by herself as a son.

But...... Uncle Hao, you are so special to add oil, there is a bird for flirting every day, my mother's eyes are hairy, and it is not like you who wears glasses, so you can't see it at all, okay?

Is it difficult to teach this guy to soak his own mother...... Why does Guo Yongkun feel that this matter is particularly twisted?

The corridor on the second floor is still lined up with Maza, and Guo Yongkun and the three of them squeezed into Hao's house easily, I have to say that people in these years are really good-tempered, so they are not annoying, if he changes him, he may smash the TV.

Canned beef braised noodles, plus chopped green onions and eggs, although the ingredients are simple, Uncle Hao's first-hand cooking skills that he has practiced for so many years are really good, and they are just as delicious.

Guo Xiaomei, a big foodie, is too little to eat, and Guo Yongkun sandwiched a big lump of noodles for her.

After she finished eating, she went into the room to play with Hao Tongtong, and Guo Yongkun came downstairs with two bowls of noodles.

In the living room, the eldest brother was still kneeling in front of the chest of drawers, and the old mother was sitting at the dining table next to her, sobbing quietly.

"Mom, let's have something to eat. ”

"I can't eat it, I can't eat it. ”

"Mom, you want to open something, the matter is over, and the eldest brother knows that he is wrong. Right, brother?"

"Mom, I really know it's wrong, and I won't dare to do it again. Guo Yongnian nodded again and again.

Li Xiumei looked at him with tears in her eyes, sighed and said, "You are the boss, if you don't take the lead, who will you let the people below learn from?"

Guo Yongnian looked ashamed, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely change it in the future." ”

"Get up......"

Guo Yongnian was relieved, seeing that his mother was persuaded by his younger brother to eat noodles in small bites, and his heart really settled down, picked up his bowl of noodles, and entered the room with his head drooping.

Night.

Guo Yongnian was lying on the lower bunk, Guo Yongkun was lying on the upper bunk, and neither of them was asleep.

"Brother, why did you suddenly do this, your idea, or Brother Tietou's idea?"

"It's hard to say whose idea, let's go to Gan Province, the pears over there are big and sweet, and Tietou mentioned it, I think it's feasible, so I did it. ”

"Feasible? You haven't thought about the consequences of speculation?"

"In fact, a lot of people in the factory do this, and they will bring something back by the way when they go on a business trip, but they generally don't bring so much. It's not like we haven't done it before, and things can be sold without leaving the factory. ”

"Those are two different things. Guo Yongkun smiled bitterly: "If something doesn't enter the market, it's not speculation, it's good, you guys are good, you come back with a small half car of pears, and you go to the vegetable market to sell them, who do you catch if people don't catch you?"

"I ...... Isn't it thinking about making more money, it's almost the New Year, Huihui is coming back, how many years has the family finally reunited, I want to make some good New Year's goods, add some guys or something, you see, Uncle Hao's house upstairs has bought TVs......"

Guo Yongkun was silent for a long time before he said: "Brother, don't worry about money in the future, don't you still have me? Besides, our family is not short of money now, so why take that risk?"

"Okay, okay, I got it. ”

"So you entered the pear, the money I asked my mother to give?"

"That's right, otherwise where would I get so much money with the iron head? ”

The culprit has finally been found.

Guo Yongkun was in a complicated mood for a while, he didn't want to wronged his family and make their lives better, why did he just cause trouble?

"Do you still have any money?"

"No, their trouser pockets have been searched, and none of them have been left, hundreds of yuan, alas, ......" Guo Yongnian sighed, feeling distressed.

Guo Yongkun was thinking about whether to give him money at the moment.

If he doesn't give it, he probably doesn't even have money for food, and it is impossible to open his mouth to his old mother at this juncture.

Can be given ...... Money is really not a good thing sometimes.

Shilly-shally.

'Alas...... That's it. He thought to himself, 'If he can't let his family live a worry-free life in this life, and go to live a life of eating soil, then what's the point of him being reborn? ’

It can only be said that life is a table, which is changeable and cannot be completed from the beginning.

"Brother, huh. Guo Yongkun ordered a hundred yuan and handed it under the bed.

"Xiao Kun, do you still have money, why am I embarrassed to use your money all the time?"

"Don't worry, I still have it. Take it, or what will you eat, just don't do those illegal things. ”

As soon as he said this, Guo Yongnian took the money, "I know, it won't." ”

......

The community began to put up lights, the smell of the New Year became stronger and stronger, and Guo Yongkun became less and less distracted from going to work, basically one day at a time.

Anyway, the work was completed ahead of schedule, and Chen Zhiyong helped him cover up, as long as there was no trouble in the factory, it would be easy for the old mother to solve it.

In Guo Yongkun's words: Your son's job is good!

In these years, there are many people who occupy the pit and don't and eat empty salaries, which is not unusual.

On the eighteenth day of the lunar month, Hao Jinjin ran to the door, still holding a letter in his hand, and said with a smile: "Xiao Kun, Bayi Factory has replied!"

Guo Yongkun was at the dining table in the living room, carrying a dead old hen in his hand, helping his mother share the housework and chicken feathers, isn't this the New Year coming soon, ready to pickle a few old hens, and wait for his sister to come back to eat, the girl is just like this, and she didn't react for a while, "What Bayi......"

"It's the sketch you had last time, they took a fancy to it, and I sent the manuscript for you. ”

As soon as Hao Jinjin said this, Guo Yongkun suddenly realized, "What did you say in the letter?"

"See for yourself. ”

Guo Yongkun immediately put the old hen on the table, took the envelope and tore it open, in addition to a piece of stationery, there were actually 120 yuan.

"It's definitely the manuscript fee. Hao Jinjin said with a smile.

Guo Yongkun was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect to have this income, thinking that as the other party promised, he would be done with a name in the screenwriter column.

Then he spread out the letter paper and looked at it, and sure enough, the "Pepper Noodles" he wrote to Si Ge was about to be put on the stage, and the other party praised him, and this one hundred and twenty yuan was the manuscript fee.

"This money is quite easy to make, if you can make money like this......" Guo Yongkun thought to himself, then there is a lot of cultural output in his head.

Recently, his purse has been tight, and he will also need money at the receiving and scrap yard after the beginning of the year, and he is looking for a serious way to make money.

Thinking about it, he looked at Hao Jinjin with a smile and asked, "Uncle Hao, what is the most profitable thing in your cultural circle?"

"You said a submission or something?"

"Yes. ”

"That's a lot!" Hao Jinjin smiled, sat down on the chair next to him, and snapped his fingers and said, "What writes performance scripts, such as sketches, cross talk, storytelling, including movie scripts, songs, literary readings, novel miscellaneous, etc., as long as you have the goods in your head, you can still write them, and others can take a fancy to them, you can make money." ”

"No, I'm asking what makes the most money?"

"It's the most profitable......" Hao Jinjin thought about it and said, "Even if you have to write a novel, preferably a martial arts novel, I'll tell you ......"

"Wait, wait!" Guo Yongkun waved his hand to interrupt him, and said in surprise: "Martial arts novels, can you still write this in these years?"

As far as he knows, due to political reasons, chivalrous novels are banned, and ordinary people are secretly reading them in private, including him.

He likes it too.

Especially Boss Jin's "Flying Snow Shoots White Deer in the Sky, Laughing Book Hero Leans on the Blue Mandarin", he has seen them all, and some of them have been masturbated more than once.

"You don't know this, you have already let it go!" Hao Jinjin said proudly, "Who are you Uncle Hao, I don't know, there is nothing I don't know about the cultural circle, let me tell you, last year, there was a divine book that swept the entire publishing world, in the second half of the year alone, more than a dozen provinces and cities across the country rushed to publish, with a print run of 4.46 million sets, breaking the record of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign literary and artistic works published in China for more than ten years!"

"What book?"

Guo Yongkun said curiously, he didn't pay attention to this aspect of things, but thinking about it, Jingu Huangliang Wen hadn't officially entered the mainland in the past few years, and Huang Yi hadn't even started writing yet.

"Three Heroes and Five Righteousness"!"

“......”

I'll go, Guo Yongkun knows this book, it was written by people in the Qing Dynasty, and it can be a big seller?

So how hungry is the market?

He squinted slightly, his eyes bright.