Chen Yang smiled: "No way, I'm in business, I also have to eat, and I have to do my own thing." He bought a hundred pounds of peanuts at once, and I could go home an hour early. As you should know, I still have to take care of the kids, and time is really precious. ”

Sometimes when I lie in bed, even though the alarm goes off, I wish I could sleep for another two hours.

But the cruel reality doesn't allow him to sleep longer. So the sooner this peanut is sold, the better it will be for him.

Although the people queuing up to buy peanuts didn't want Chen Yang to sell peanuts to the big fat man, there was no way to stop it. After all, they are just a buyer, and they can't interfere with the seller's freedom at all.

Since the fat brother bought a hundred catties of peanuts, the remaining more than 100 catties of peanuts are naturally not enough.

After the last pound of peanuts was sold, there was just a little familiar little boy in line.

He's just an ordinary teenage boy with nothing particularly noticeable.

If I have to describe something, it is that the cartoon T-shirt he is wearing is actually very faded, the original crimson has turned into a whitish burgundy, and the hem of the big shorts on the lower body is also broken with a few small holes.

A pair of sloppy sneakers were stained with mud, and the original white laces had turned black and gray.

Maybe it's because the summer is too hot, and he likes to wear T-shirts and shorts, his skin is not white, but a little dark.

But the black is even and delicate, just like a cartoon villain made of clay. A pair of bright big eyes are black and white, which matches the sockets of his missing teeth, which is completely in line with the age of a teenager.

He held the rim of the large aluminum pot with both hands, stood on tiptoe and looked in, only to see a pot of dark yellow salty water.

He took a step back impatiently, scratching his ears and cheeks, and exclaimed, "Why are there no peanuts again? Yesterday it was like this, why is it like this today?"

Scratching his scalp, he tilted his head to the side and looked at the tabletops on either side of the large aluminum pot.

Helplessly, I didn't see the extra peanuts on the table today.

It seems that good luck will not accompany him every day.

Chen Yang smiled: "Little boy, you still want to steal peanuts today, don't you?"

"What do you mean by stealing peanuts?" the little boy protested loudly with his hands on his hips, "how can the matter of giving money be called stealing? ”

"Prostitute?" Chen Yang frowned slightly, why did he think it made so sense?

"I have to buy peanuts today. The little boy cried, "You must give me peanuts." ”

"What the hell. Chen Yang said while packing up his things, "It's all said, the peanuts have been sold, and I can't give them to you." ”

"No, you must give me a pound of peanuts. The little boy sat down directly on the small wooden table and said, "If you don't give me peanuts, I won't leave." ”

Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh with a smile on his face: "Don't say that you sit on it, even if you lie on it, I don't have peanuts for you." ”

"I don't care, you must sell me a pound of peanuts. The little boy really lay down on the table.

Chen Yang ignored him, directly grabbed the two corners of the table, flipped the little boy to the ground, and then put the small wooden table on the carriage.

The little boy got up, ran to the side of the pickup truck, blocked Chen Yang's road, and pressed his back against the door to prevent him from pulling the door.

Chen Yang said helplessly: "Little friend, I really don't have peanuts." ”

"I don't care. I don't care. The boy said firmly, "I want peanuts." ”

"Aren't you being vexatious? Chen Yang pulled him by the shoulders and tried to pull him away from the car door.

But this kid turned over and pulled the doorknob directly with both hands, looking like he was going to live and die with the car door.

Who knows, he pulled, and the car door was opened.

Light shines into the car.

Xiao Qian, who was on the safety seat, tilted his head, looked at the unfamiliar face blocking the door with a confused expression, his mouth gradually deformed, his eyes instantly moistened, and he cried loudly.

What the hell is this? People are, why would a stranger suddenly appear?

The little boy was obviously taken aback by the sight in front of him.

He never expected that there was a baby lying in the car.

He looked back at his uncle behind him with an innocent face: "That, I didn't mean to. ”

"Go away, go away. Chen Yang pushed him away, quickly picked up Xiao Qian in the car, and coaxed softly, "Baby, baby, dad is here, dad is here, let's drink milk @ milk, okay?"

Xiao Qian buried his little body in his father's arms and sobbed softly.

The little boy stood aside in a daze, looking at Chen Yang and the little baby lying in his arms, with a complicated expression, and he didn't know whether it was self-blame or envy.

Chen Yang ignored the existence of the little boy, fed Xiao Qian milk powder, changed the diaper and drove away.

The little boy was standing under the tall camphor tree, alone, a little lonely.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped on the dilapidated and painted bicycle next to him, and even half of the sponge had been detained from his bag, and rode hard in the direction of the square.

When he returned home, Chen Yang wrote in a small notebook: 980 yuan.

Then he calculated his income and expenses in the past few days, and was surprised to find that after excluding expenses, he still had more than 2,000 yuan.

Haha, although it hasn't been bound by the system for life yet, this feeling of making money is also very good.

Moreover, more than 2,000 yuan is really a lot of money for him now.

Oh, no, he still owes the village chief two hundred and forty yuan, and he has to buy a baby stroller for Xiao Qian.

In this way, there are more than a thousand left.

Speaking of the baby stroller, Chen Yang felt that he could not delay any longer, and he had to return the baby stroller to the village chief as soon as possible. Although we are poor or depressed now, this cannot be a reason for us to occupy other people's things for a long time.

Even if the village chief doesn't care about this, he cares. He didn't want others to think that Xiao Qian was suffering with him.

So he had to do his best and give the best to Xiao Qian.

Although he doesn't have much money, he would rather be bitter for himself than for his son. Therefore, the purchase of a baby stroller is very necessary in his opinion, and it must not be saved.

After buying a baby stroller for Xiao Qian on the Internet, he opened WeChat and transferred 240 yuan to the village chief.

At the same time, I also opened the village's WeChat group and took a look.

The acquisition information he sent out yesterday has been brushed to the bottom of the sea by countless messages, and he didn't bother to read the chat records, thinking that you and I would like to sell peanuts, anyway, the information has been released, and it is up to the villagers themselves to sell it or not, and it is useless for him to say more.

Sometimes if he talks too much, others may think how much black money he has made.

After glancing at the useless information in the group, seeing that he didn't wait for the pot heads, he took Xiao Qian to push the wheelbarrow to the peanut field.