"Let's pass the New Year first, don't worry too much. Let's try it first, if it doesn't work, I'll come to my mother in the evening and ask her to steal 300 yuan from my father for you for the New Year. We are brothers and sisters, even if I am beaten by my father, I must help you. Zhenhua said.

"Okay, let's go to the town first!" Qi Lei finally made up his mind and stood up.

Zhenhua also stood up, and together with Qi Lei, turned west and headed in the direction of Hedong Town.

"Qi Lei, Qi Lei, don't go yet!"

At this moment, a figure hurriedly ran in the direction of Xiao Gezhuang, waving and shouting.

When Qi Lei looked back, it was Wang Yaoyan, the foreman of the contractor.

"Damn, I don't want any money, what is this grandson doing here, wanting to fight?" Qi Lei stood up and rolled up his sleeves angrily.

Zhenhua also stood still and looked at Wang Yaoyan coldly.

Wang Yaoyan trotted in front of Qi Lei, took Qi Lei's hand and said, "Qi Lei, fortunately you helped me speak today, and those who asked for accounts just left." ”

Qi Lei rolled his eyes: "You just ran over to tell me this?"

Wang Yaoyan looked around, and suddenly took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into Qi Lei's hand: "Qi Lei, we will be brothers in the future! You take the 500 yuan for the New Year, in addition to the 300 yuan you owe you, there are 200 yuan that is considered a fixed money, after the beginning of the spring, you will still follow me, and I will take you to make a fortune together!"

Qi Lei looked at the money in his hand, as if in a dream, and asked in astonishment: ", it turns out that you have money!"

Zhenhua was also stunned, he didn't expect such a turn.

That's fine, you don't have to go to Zhang Kexiang to borrow money.

"Shh......h Don't shout!" Wang Yaoyan hurriedly stopped Qi Lei, and said: "I'll give you five hundred for one thousand yuan, and the remaining five hundred will be celebrated by myself." Don't tell anyone, otherwise, the creditors will come to my house tomorrow to block the door!"

Qi Lei nodded and grinned: "Wang Yaoyan, you said that your wife ran away, it's all lying nonsense, deliberately prevaricating the workers, right?"

Wang Yaoyan shook his head: "It's hard to say, let's talk about it later." In short, if you follow me next year, I won't treat you badly. ”

"Okay, we'll talk about it in a few years. Qi Lei nodded.

Wang Yaoyan waved his hand and turned back.

Zhenhua and Qi Lei looked at each other, each was silent, and after a long time, the two of them burst into laughter!

Qi Lei sat down on the ridge and said with a smile: "Zhenhua, I have thought of a good way to make a fortune!"

"What's the way?" asked Zhenhua.

"I can learn from Wang Yaoyan!" Qi Lei smiled and said:

"I can also be a contractor and take people out to work. At the end of the year, he hid his wife, and then told the workers that his wife had stolen the money and ran away...... After the New Year, I will bring my wife back!"

"Wake up, wake up, don't dream in broad daylight. Zhenhua patted Qi Lei's shoulder and said, "First of all, you are not a contractor, and then, you don't have a wife." ”

"Get out of your uncle, it's really boring to talk to you!" Qi Lei stopped talking, stood up and patted his ass and left.

Zhenhua smiled and returned to Dongwan Village with Qi Lei.

The next day was the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Qi Lei came over again early in the morning and asked Zhenhua to accompany him to the town to buy New Year's goods.

Zhenhua didn't have anything to do at home, so he said hello to his parents and accompanied Qi Lei to the market.

Chinese New Year's Eve, is the last set in Hedong Town, commonly known as "Light Egg Collection". Because only the poor will rush to this day to buy New Year's goods. People who can live their lives have already prepared all the New Year's goods and hid at home for the New Year.

Most of the businessmen in the bazaar have closed their stalls, and not many are still open.

Zhang Kexiang's tailor shop has been closed, and the Spring Festival couplets have been pasted.

Zhenhua glanced at it twice, and there was a sense of melancholy in his heart that the house was empty.

Qi Lei also stopped and looked at the Spring Festival couplets in front of the tailor shop: "Zhenhua, you also wrote this pair, right? What time is the snowflake and a little rain, half of the winter scene and half of the fragrance...... Not bad, not bad, the fragrance of Zhang Kexiang. ”

"I wrote it casually, I didn't think about it that much. Let's go, hurry up and go to the New Year's goods. Zhenhua said.

Like a big man, Qi Lei walked on the streets of Hedong Town with his head held high, bought some firecrackers, tobacco and alcohol, bought brown sugar and rice cakes, and went to Wang Xiang's meat stall and added seven or eight catties of lean meat and a fan of lard.

Wang Xiang was still righteous after all, and he also knew Qi Lei's family situation, and said with a smile: "Qi Lei, why did you come to buy New Year's goods today? Is it inconvenient to have your hands on it? Take this meat back, you don't have to settle the bill, and you will talk about it after the year." ”

"What does Uncle Xiang mean? Look down on me Qi Lei? I only came to buy pork today because I only eat fresh, not because I don't have money!" Qi Lei squinted at Wang Xiang, took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket, drew a large bill to settle the bill, and waved his hand:

"You don't have to look for it, the rest of the money will be put here for you, and when you eat meat in the new year, you will slowly deduct it!"

Wang Xiang was choked lightly, and sneered: "Young people still have the ability, and they can earn money when they go out!" But I'll give you this money, I don't have a good memory, and it's easy to make mistakes after a long time." ”

Qi Lei raised his head very domineeringly: "Whatever." ”

Zhenhua watched from the side, angry and funny. Yesterday he borrowed money with a sad face, and today he Qi Lei is on display!

The two of them made New Year's goods and left Hedong Town to rush back.

Wang Xiang happened to also accept the meat stall, and Zhenhua Qi Lei went all the way, chatting while walking.

Qi Lei naturally took a ride and threw all his New Year's goods on Wang Xiang's board car.

Wang Xiang laughed and scolded: "You mother, I'm tired enough, you still add to my burden and let me pull things for you." ”

Qi Lei didn't care, took out a cigarette and gave Wang Xiang one: "Uncle Xiang, this is old and strong, experienced in pulling cars, fast and steady." I don't know how to pull a car, so I have to work hard for your old man. ”

Zhenhua felt that he was not satisfied, took the handlebar, and pulled the car for Wang Xiang.

"It's still Zhenhua kind!" Wang Xiang said, lighting a cigarette.

Qi Lei smiled: "Uncle Xiang has taken a fancy to Zhenhua, why don't you accept Zhenhua as an apprentice, teach him to kill pigs and sell meat, and be a pig killer!"

Wang Xiang smiled and shook his head: "Zhenhua is a scholar, how can he do this? Killing pigs is dirty and tiring, and young people can't do it." ”

Qi Lei snorted: "I know what Uncle Xiang means, isn't it just that I'm afraid that Zhenhua will learn to kill pigs and rob you of your business!"

Wang Xiang shook his head: "I can't tell you kid." ”

In fact, Qi Lei told the truth and hit Wang Xiang's acupoint, but Wang Xiang couldn't admit it.

A few people talked and laughed, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at Dongwan Village and went back to their respective homes.

As soon as Zhenhua entered the door, he saw the old pockmarked son Song Rengui sitting at home, chatting with his father.

When Song Rengui saw Zhenhua, he immediately stood up and said, "Xiao Huazi, hurry up and write me a pair of door pairs, I'll wait to go home and post them!"

Zhenhua smiled and asked, "Uncle Song, Jiacai came to me a few days ago to write the door pair, and all the door pairs have been written, don't you know?"

"I know, but what you wrote didn't work, my door can't be right, you can rewrite it for me!" Song Rengui said.

Zhao Chenghai was also annoyed by Song Rengui, and wanted to send him away as soon as possible, so he hurriedly glanced at his son: "Write to your third uncle quickly, don't delay the New Year!"

Zhenhua nodded, took the brush and ink, unfolded the door-to-door paper brought by Song Rengui, and asked, "Song Sanbo, what kind of door-to-door pair do you want to write?"

Song Rengui looked gloomy and sneered: "You write like this...... If you want someone to make up your pants, please wait for another twenty-five!"