Sitting quietly on the steps thinking about these things, one hundred and fifty bags of cement had already been loaded into the car, and Guo Qu, who was in a trance, was woken up by the old man.

The journey home was still so terrible, the monster chased after the car, and the car moved forward weakly like a man who had been thirsty in the desert for two days.

300 bales of cement must be divided into two pulls, that is, 150 bales per car, 50 kg per bale, that is, 7.5 tons, divided into two carts to pull, each car is overloaded.

Originally, Guo Qu didn't want to do this, but in this era, everyone did it, and no accidents were seen.

In addition, only two cars are loaded, which will give Wu Laosan a feeling of "Guo is very picky".

In this way, as long as the second car is pulled to the foundation, and the acting starts at that time, Wu Laosan will change the view of "Guo Qu is very picky" into "Guo Qu's money has run out".

In other words, this is the beginning of Guo's routine, and it is also the first step he takes to protect himself.

Many people will say that the folk customs of the past 90 years have been very simple and this fact will not happen, but it is also a fact that society is a big dye vat, and the quality of people is also uneven.

So for the sake of your own safety, it's better to change "more sincerity, less routines" to "more routines, less sincerity", after all, "only routines win people's hearts".

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In this era, the wine in the countryside was not expensive, it was all made by farmers, and there would be no fake wine mixed with industrial alcohol and water. After all, the price of wine is cheap, and three or four glasses on the street are only three or four dimes a day, and people will know the fake wine mixed with water as soon as they smell it.

Although the wine is not expensive, but the degree still reaches about forty degrees, usually, Guo goes to his father's house to put a pot, gets up three or two glasses a day, goes out for a walk, naturally has to pass by the shop, and then three or four glasses of medicinal wine, when I go home to eat, I can't help but make a few more glasses, and go out again to meet two or three drinking friends, with drinking friends, I naturally can't control drinking a few more glasses...... , In this way, you have to start with three catties of Baogu soju a day.

Basically, every afternoon, when the sun was about to set, Guo's father went home with "drunken boxing" and "devil's steps".

Sometimes he couldn't even go back to his home, because he drank too much, he couldn't even open the door buckle, so he had to fall asleep at the door, and when he woke up from the cold, he looked, "Scared! Why is Lao Tzu here?!".

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Lately, however, things have changed.

Guo's father has recently become obsessed with poker, but since he usually doesn't have much money for drinking, he can only watch from the sidelines, then rub his hands, stomp his feet, and stare dryly.

Guo pinched his fingers a few days ago, and it was time for his father to become addicted to gambling.

I remember that in his previous life, after he became addicted to gambling, he sold his land piece by piece, devoted himself to gambling again, and finally sold the last best rice field, that is, the field on the side of the road.

In his previous life, after Guo Qu found out, he was so angry that when his father was drunk, he directly tied him to the bed at home with a rope hanging from the cow, which was two centimeters thick, and gave him meals on time every day, forcibly helping him quit gambling and alcohol.

The effect is obvious, but all that has been lost is gone, and it is too late, and when the rural people lose their land and there is no corresponding compensation, there is nothing.

Therefore, in order to prevent the sale of land from happening again in this life, Guo went to dig a pit with his uncle and forcibly dragged his father into the pit.

Of course, when dragging his father into the pit, he can also dispel the eyes of those who have a heart, which is really the best of both worlds.

It's just bitter for his father.

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The weather is hot, and some people on the street who make a living by opening small shops, killing pigs, etc., always like to gather together, sit around a table placed on the street, and gather to gamble.

Some people may wonder if no one cares about such an "open-minded" crowd gambling?

The answer is no, and even every once in a while, the relevant personnel will join them "with great vigor and high spirits".

Guo Qu's father endured it for a long time, and even didn't run to meet his drinking friends for the first time, and stood behind others early in the morning.

Watching others fry Jinhua, my hands itched, and I couldn't help but rub my hands again.

It can be seen that his gambling addiction has been fully seduced.

"Do you want to fight?"

Father Guo turned his head to look at the person who spoke, and when he saw that it was a playmate from the same village when he was a child, he couldn't help frowning.

"Do you want to play cards?"

Guo's father opened his mouth, and finally said weakly, "No money~"

Maybe it's because the years of liquor have hollowed out his body and affected his IQ, or maybe it's the gambling addiction in his heart, like the addiction to drugs and products, that made him give up everything, but more often than not, he thinks he has nothing but fields and wooden houses.

Anyway, as soon as Guo's father said this, it meant that he compromised, just like a child, and he was not wary at all.

"Let's fight, no matter what, we are also neighbors, and we are partners who grew up together, so I will lend you no money. ”

"Really lend it to me?" Guo's father was completely moved, but his gambling addiction was also greater, and his hands were more itchy, so that it was no longer useful to rub his hands, and his hands were clasped with each other instead.

He is like a person who will never learn to refuse, he didn't drink at all when he was young, but after being dragged and drunk a few times, he became addicted, and he was used to it by Guo Qu's grandfather, so he has what he is now.

The more accustomed people are, the more wasteful they are, just like inertia, as long as they find a little excuse to be lazy, then they can give up everything, Guo's father has let go of himself for so many years, the more he flies, the more depraved he becomes, where is the previous shrewdness?

He needed a redemption, a self-redemption when he woke up. No one can help him with this, only on his own.

In his previous life, Guo Qu had seen his father complete self-redemption, that is, he cut off his index finger with a knife, and his father used the pain to remember his mistakes, but unfortunately, Guo Qu did not choose to forgive his father, because the family was ruined, and it was too late.

"Of course it's true, it's a hundred, as long as you sign these two pieces of paper and print them by hand. ”

"What is this?"

"IOUs. ”

"There's no pen here, why don't I just touch it with my hand?"

"I brought a pen. ”

“……”

Guo Go's father took the pen, always squinted his eyes, swept the first piece of paper at random, and didn't even want to look at the second piece of paper, he didn't think about it and signed the word "Guo Tie" with iron hook and silver stroke, and then pressed his hand to touch the print, after everything was done, he dragged the money over without saying a word, and put it on the hall of fried golden flowers, "Deal an extra deck of cards!"

If Guo went to see his father's handwriting at this time, he would definitely sigh "It's really a good hand, it's just a pity."

It can be seen from the font that the old man, who was a teacher and craftsman, cultivated Guo Qu's father very well, however, after all, it was only the dead knowledge of "Zhihu Ye", and did not cultivate Guo's father's character.

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