I saw Zhu Fugui wearing a green PLA soft hat, rolling the bedding into a twist roll, with pillows, basins, tea jars, towels, toothbrushes, and messy things tied together to turn into a huge piece of luggage, and then carried the oversized luggage embellished with a messy "twist roll" on his back.

That's not all, because some old clothes and old pants can't be stuffed in, so he wears these things on his body in a mess, layer by layer, and he is not afraid of covering the prickly heat in the summer.

If the trick of putting clothes fully demonstrates Zhu Fugui's cleverness, then wrapping three or four pairs of broken shoes together with adhesive tape and hanging them around his neck fully reflects Zhu Fugui's intelligence.

"Cousin, do you think I'm okay like this? I wanted to take those cans and bottles with me, but I couldn't fit them. Zhu Fugui looked at the three neatly placed, pitiful, canned fruit pineapple bottles that were originally filled with his own small miscellaneous items.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but rub his temples vigorously with his fingers, he found that he had always underestimated the "intelligence" of this cheap cousin.

"Actually, you don't have to bring so many things, just bring useful things. Song Zhichao tried his best to calm his emotions and his tone became kind.

"It's all very useful. You see, this basin is used to wash your face, the towel is used to wipe your face, this tea jar can not only brush your teeth, but also drink tea, and this sock......" Zhu Fugui took out a large handful of stinky socks from his pocket, put them in front of his nose and smelled them, and hurriedly covered his nose: "Although I haven't washed it yet, I can still wear it--- like this nylon texture, I want two or three cents a pair on the market!"

Song Zhichao pointed to the broken shoes hanging around his neck, "Don't tell me, these shoes can still be worn if they are repaired......"

"Hey, cousin, how do you know, no wonder my mother said that you are smart, you have said everything in my heart!" Zhu Fugui looked surprised.

Song Zhichao gritted his teeth and pointed to the oversized "twist roll": "Put this thing down first." ”

Zhu Fugui unloaded the twist roll, raised his face and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Don't. ”

"What?" Zhu Fugui looked at the hemp flower roll, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he was a little reluctant.

"Shoes around the neck, throw them away!"

"And your layers of clothes, take them off!"

"Socks, throw them all away!"

"The hat is off!"

Song Zhichao kept ordering, and Zhu Fugui kept acting.

Soon it was all gone.

Looking at the pile of things thrown away, Zhu Fugui's face became ugly, although he didn't dare to refute, he pursed his lips with a look of reluctance.

When Zhu Fugui was about to plead, Song Zhichao immediately took out a hundred yuan, stuffed it into his hand, and left a sentence: "Don't speak, keep silent--- I bought your luggage!"

……

"Cousin, you're losing money, but my luggage isn't worth that much money. Zhu Fugui happily held a hundred yuan bills, and his eyes were a little bright.

"Cousin, this pile of things is actually sold as scrap, and it can be sold for seven or eight yuan at most. ”

He watched, rubbed, carefully folded a hundred, unfastened the waistband of his trousers, and carefully tucked a hundred into the pocket inside his panties.

When the two of them packed their luggage and prepared to leave the familiar dormitory, Zhu Fugui couldn't help but glance back---

"Cousin, let me take that basin away, okay? I can wash my face with it. ”

"Cousin, can I carry that teapot in my hand? I can use it to brush my teeth. ”

"Cousin......"

"Shut up, open your mouth again, and return a hundred yuan!" Song Zhichao said with a briefcase.

Zhu Fugui hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and said in his heart, "It's good that I didn't make a sound, otherwise the money that was just hot would be gone." ”

……

When Song Zhichao officially left the dormitory with Zhu Fugui, the group of migrant workers who used to live with them talked about them.

Everyone didn't understand the situation, and only thought that Song Zhichao and his cousin Zhu Fugui were fired from the toy factory and kicked out.

It is not uncommon for people to be fired by their bosses while working in the south, but it is generally difficult for those who are fired to find a job again, after all, this circle is small, and if one boss does not want it, other bosses will not accept it.

So the big guys are very sympathetic to Song Zhichao and Zhu Fugui.

Zhu Fugui is an honest man, when he sees everyone talking about himself, he greets others, and they don't dare to talk to him for fear of being implicated by him. Zhu Fugui said that he and his cousin didn't want anything in the house, and they would take it if they wanted it.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the gang took action.

Although they didn't dare to talk to Song Zhichao and Zhu Fugui, for fear of being implicated, their things were good and they wouldn't bite.

A group of people rushed into the dormitory behind the two and began to rush the garbage "luggage" discarded by Song Zhichao.

"This teapot is mine!"

"This futon is the first thing I saw!"

"The basin is mine, don't grab it from me!"

"Fuck you, this old dress is mine!"

"Lose your mother, I want all these shoes!"

A bunch of working boys swear a lot of dirty words, crazy to grab the pile of rags.

……

Outside, Song Zhichao beckoned to a noodle car.

Zhu Fugui has never been in a car when he is so old, and when he was a child, he took a four-wheeled tractor called "Dudu" when he went to the city to catch the market, so when his cousin asked him to get in the car, Zhu Fugui was excited, he didn't know which leg to take, got into the car, touched and looked, and said to Song Zhichao with a trembling mouth: "Brother Chao, I'm in a car, I'm really in a car!

It made the driver think that he had a nervous disorder.

In fact, there are many "neuropaths" like Zhu Fugui in this era, who have never been exposed to fashionable things in their lives, and are very envious when they see a car that can run, thinking that only leaders can sit, and when they sit on it, the feeling of satisfaction and pride is incomprehensible.

The driver saw that Song Zhichao was still normal, no, to be precise, he looked like a big man, whether it was dressed or temperament, it was too different from the turtle next to him, so he asked him where he was going.

Song Zhichao lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, held the cigarette out of the car window with his fingers and flicked the cigarette ash, then squinted and said, "Longtai Hotel."