In the shade of a tree, two boys were sticking to a bamboo pole. The old man sat on a wicker chair with a pu fan, and teased the birds from time to time. Several aunts got together to chat about family life, and in the public telephone room at the entrance of the alley, young men in floral shirts were still happily soaking in telephone porridge.

A vibrant scene, a leisurely and quiet daily life in the capital. Of course, ignore the floral shirt that is still nibbling on the phone. It's been months, the flower shirt has occupied the telephone room rain or shine, spent countless phone bills, negotiated a variety of business from Indonesian splints to Soviet rebar, promised to make a fortune, invite the neighborhood to the whole banquet is countless, anyway, so far, everyone has not even seen a sparrow leg.

It was only when Cao Bing passed by with two followers that the neighbors greeted him warmly, because they knew that Cao Bing was the real big money in the neighborhood......

Hu Biao was sweating profusely carrying honeycomb coal, Zhou Mei brought out a large bowl of tea, fed Hu Biao a few big mouthfuls in distress, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead. Seeing that the two were showing affection, Pingping on the side rolled her eyes and consciously left to play outside. She was still complaining in her heart: "I'm about to go to elementary school, I'm a big girl!"

However, just as Pingping was out of the courtyard, Cao Bing and the others passed by and stood at the gate of the courtyard: "Yo, Sister Mei and Biaozi, are they all there?

With this question, Zhou Mei and Hu Biao's faces were a little ugly. It stands to reason that the money left by Jing Jian is enough for Zhou Mei's family to live. But Zhou Mei was dead-eyed, and the treasury bills of more than 200,000 yuan were kept for Jing Jian, and she listened to Jing Jian's instructions and spent money to turn the storefront on the street into a three-story building, and ...... This is still Jing Jian's industry, and Zhou Mei is already satisfied with keeping the yard behind, and even the rent is saved for Jing Jian.

And the rented bookstore, Zhou Mei has already given it to Wang Ruolin's family. The cassette tape and photocopying business? Needless to say, criticizing bourgeois liberalization and vigorously cleaning up the cultural market, it has not opened for half a year. In such a situation, he has to continue to treat chronic diseases for Dalin's parents, not only sitting on empty seats, but also owing a lot of debt.

Hu Biao opened his mouth and said: "Bingzi, can you slow down for a few days? I heard that the wind outside is not so tight, so I am going to set up a stall today." ”

Unexpectedly, Cao Bing refused: "Pull it down." How much can I earn by setting up a stall? When can I pay back my more than 7,000? If I don't pay it back today, then I can only be sorry for you, Sister Mei, and I will take away all the machines in your store. Don't say that my soldiers don't care about friendship. Ask you, Sister Mei, I will pay 20,000 yuan for your yard, and I heard that my aunt is going to have surgery, and the money is enough. If the front stores are willing to sell, I'll give you a whole 100,000, what?"

"The storefront in front is not good, it is built by Ajian. Zhou Mei flatly refused.

"Sister Mei, it's your name in that room book. Cao Bing persuaded. With the development of these years, Cao Bing has become one of the tape kings in this territory, and there are dozens of people who take goods and eat with him, and he is no longer the small role of setting up a stall.

And Cao Bing heard some time ago that this place was included in the renovation of old houses, so he used Zhou Mei's brains here. A widow from a foreign place who has no foundation? Cao Bing, a local, is not a casual bully? As for Jing Jian and Zhou Mei's earliest helpers? Who cares whom?

"The storefront will definitely not work. Zhou Mei refused again. But she was somewhat hesitant to sell her yard. In fact, this is the sadness of the lack of labor at home, the old and the young, even with Hu Biao's help, the work still becomes intermittent. Without a stable income, it is certainly difficult to have a stable life.

"Forget it. Cao Bing didn't wait for Zhou Mei's decision, and waved his hand to his attendant, "Pull the machine!"

Cao Bing deliberately let the debts accumulate slowly, just for the two suites in Zhou Mei's hands. Now that the machine has been pulled away, Zhou Mei's economic source has been completely cut off, as long as it takes a long time, Cao Bing will succeed sooner or later. Especially the store in front, Cao Bing is bound to win.

"Slow, slow. Hu Biao hurriedly stopped. Like Zhou Mei, he is relatively honest, and he always feels that he still has to take care of his debts, "Bingzi, can you allow a few days? I will borrow it? Without the machine, Meizi's family will have no income." ”

"Biaozi, what do you think you have become?" Unexpectedly, Cao Bing taught people a lesson, "If you want to be good with Sister Mei, no one can stop you, but she came from the countryside, and all the expenses are yours, and you are still with the old and young, aren't you a ghost with a bottomless pit?"

"Eh, you want to take care of my business?" Hu Biao was suddenly unhappy. And Zhou Mei behind her was already red-eyed, she felt wronged, and felt that Hu Biao had really paid a lot over the years.

"Who cares about your?" Cao Bing turned around and ordered his followers, "Let's go, let them fall in love, let's pull the machine!"

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At the mouth of the alley, Pingping was avoiding the two leather monkeys who wanted to play with her, disgusted with their dirty. Suddenly, a big hand touched the top of her head, Pingping looked up, revealing joy: "Hey, Uncle Xiaojian, you're finally here!"

"Huh?" Jing Jian was suddenly amused by Pingping's little ghost, "Where's your mother?"

"In the house, with Uncle Biao. My mother said that Uncle Biao likes to tell nonsense about her, but I found that my mother likes to listen to it. Pingping tilted her little head and said seriously.

"Haha?" Jing Jian felt more and more interesting the more he listened. The corner of his eyes swept over, and he vaguely heard Cao Bing's words at the gate of the courtyard, and saw him turn to leave, so he quietly glanced at Xiao Miao behind him, and Xiao Miao nodded understandingly.

Jing Jian lowered his head and asked with a pleasant face, "Uncle brought you a lot of things." There are clothes, toys, do you like it? It's almost time to go to school, right? ”

"Hey——! I don't have time to play after school. You men know how to bully women!"

"Hahaha!" Jing Jian laughed, "Little girl, learn your mother's talk again, and beat your ass to bloom!"

"Hee-hee. Pinkie wasn't scared at all. She regained the child's agility and held Jing Jian's hand with a smile.

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Stepping into the courtyard gate, Zhou Mei and Hu Biao were greeted with surprise eyes. Jing Jian put down the suitcase in his hand and nodded to the two: "Sister-in-law, Biaozi, I'm back." Then, he added, "Don't go!"

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At the door of the copy shop in front, Cao Bing directed several people to load the photocopier and other machines onto the tricycle. On the other side of the road, Xiao Miao and a few companions sat in the car, smoking silently......