"What have you been doing lately?"

With mixed feelings, Zhou An asked Zhou Jian.

Zhou Jian lowered his head, "No, I didn't do anything." ”

"Do you have time every night?"

Zhou An asked again.

Zhou Jian didn't know why, raised his eyes suspiciously, looked at Zhou An carefully, and nodded stunnedly, "Yes, there is time!

Zhou An looked directly into Zhou Jian's eyes and said in an unquestionable tone, "Then from today on, you will wait for me at the entrance of the food street at 7 o'clock every night!

Zhou Jian looked at Zhou An in a daze, and asked hesitantly: "Big brother, every night, what are we doing in the food street every night?"

Zhou An frowned, glanced at him, and said angrily: "If you are told to go, you will go! How can there be so much nonsense?

Seeing that Zhou An was a little impatient, Zhou Jian hurriedly nodded, "Go! I can't go! Big brother, don't be angry!"

Zhou An's face was a little pale, and when he picked up the bicycle support and was about to leave, he thought about it, turned around and said to Zhou Jian: "Xiaojian, no one has cared about you in the past few years, and you will ...... in the future." If you think about it, you have to listen to what your brother says! Okay?"

After speaking, Zhou An looked at Zhou Jian.

When Zhou Jian heard this, his expression was a little stunned, and he looked at Zhou An in a daze, and after a while, his eyes suddenly turned a little red, and his lips trembled slightly, "Big brother...... You, are you serious? Do you really care about me?"

Zhou An nodded.

Zhou Jian's tears fell out of his eyes, pursed his lips, endured the surging emotions in his heart, and nodded vigorously, "Mmmm, mmmm! brother, big brother, I listen to you, I promise to listen to you!"

Zhou An looked at Zhou Jian, whose tears were falling, and his eyes were a little sour, but he couldn't help crying, nodded, and dropped a sentence: "Then come to the food street at 7 o'clock every night and wait for me!", after speaking, he rode away.

Zhou Jian stood there alone, watching the back of Zhou An's bicycle go away, and the tears were still falling, until Zhou An's back disappeared at the corner of the intersection in front of him, he wiped his tears with the back of his hand and left step by step.

……

Zhou An did not go home immediately, but went to the bank to withdraw a thousand yuan, searched in the county for more than half an hour, found a battery car shop with old battery cars for sale, and bought a second-hand battery car with 800 yuan, the two-wheeled kind.

He brought money to the county this morning, in addition to buying snail tail trimmers online, another plan is to buy a second-hand battery car.

Before, he had almost no investment in his small business, and he used a vice to cut all the snail tails one by one, and he went back and forth to the county every night and rode a bicycle, which was all a last resort.

has no capital, so he can only make all kinds of generals, and now that he has finally earned some money, he naturally wants to upgrade his equipment.

The purpose of his earning money is to improve his life, he has no masochistic tendencies, buying a second-hand battery car, can make himself a lot easier every day, and wait for the arrival of the snail tail cutting machine, which can liberate him for a few hours a day, these are necessary equipment, and the miser is reluctant to buy.

As soon as the battery car arrived, he rode to a nearby welding shop and modified the car.

I went to the trunk behind the battery car, and asked the welding master to use steel bars to give him a big frame behind the car, the kind of big frame that can put two plastic buckets.

After the modification, I just strapped the bike I rode today to the frame before riding home.

Needless to say, the feeling of riding a battery bike is definitely much more comfortable than riding a bicycle.

When he rode into Zhoujia Village, along the way, the villagers who saw him, both young and old, were all looking sideways.

Zhou An vaguely heard a few words of surprise:

"Where did this kid from the Taihu family get the battery car?"

"Does the Taihu family still have the money to buy a battery car?"

"I didn't buy it, you see the car is all old......

"When did this kid learn to ride a battery bike?"

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Zhou An ignored these discussions, but when he rode to the door of his house, he couldn't ignore his mother's inquiries.

Tian Guifang saw Zhou An riding a battery car back, and was also puzzled, "Anzi, where did you get this car?"

In Zhoujia Village in 2004, it was not so poor that there were no battery cars in the whole village, but the situation of his own family was understood, and the family still owed tens of thousands of foreign debts! Although her son recently went to the county seat to sell snails, it is estimated that he can make some money, but Zhou An only handed her a thousand yuan two days ago, saying that he earned it by selling snails.

Therefore, when she saw Zhou An riding this battery car back, she was very puzzled.

"Damn, used cars, very cheap!"

This is Zhou An's answer.

Tian Guifang was even more surprised, "You bought this?"

Zhou An: "Hmm!"

Tian Guifang: "How much did you buy it?" Anzi! How much money do you have on you?"

"No, Mom, all I have left of my money to buy this car!"

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That night, when Zhou An came to the food street with snails, it was nearly 7 o'clock, and he saw Zhou Jian looking at the side of the road from a distance, and when he saw him, Zhou Jian's eyes were obviously surprised.

When Zhou An parked the car in front of him, Zhou Jian's surprised eyes couldn't help but look at Zhou An's battery car and the two plastic buckets in the big frame behind the car.

The brush on the white bucket wrote "15 spiced snails / part", and he saw it and asked: "Big brother, you have ...... recently." Do you come here every day to sell spiced snails?"

Zhou An hummed, "Follow me!"

Saying that, Zhou An rode to the position where he sold snails every day, and Zhou Jian, who was curious, saw this, and hurriedly trotted over to help Zhou An move the two buckets in the big frame on the car.

Today, Zhou An not only brought snails and mussel shells, but also put two small maza in the empty space in front of the seat, and the wooden stick used to make the podium was very new, and he made it himself this afternoon.

A few wooden sticks, made of a few pieces of bicycle outer tire skin, are very simple, but they look strong.

"Big brother, are we going to sell it here? Does anyone buy it?"

When Zhou An handed a small pony to Zhou Jian, Zhou Jian asked curiously.

Before Zhou An could answer, Uncle Lu, who was selling baked cakes next to him, had already lost his smile, "Heh! Anzi! Is this your brother? Hehe, young man! Your brother's business is doing well! You will see it in a while!"

Before the words fell, a girl in round jeans walked quickly to the stall, panting slightly and shouting: "Hey, handsome guy, give me a copy!

Before the shouting fell, the prepared 15 yuan had been handed to Zhou An.

"Hey, okay! Wait a minute, beauty!"

Zhou Anli landed to collect the money, scooped a snail with a clam shell and handed it to the round-faced girl in front of the stall.

"Thank you!" the round-faced girl took the snail and walked away with a smile on her face.

This round-faced girl, Zhou An, has the impression that she was the first customer he came here to sell snails on the first day to patronize his business, and in recent days, he has also come to buy it every three or five days.

Before Zhou Jian could react, in the Malatang shop opposite, a little girl carved in pink and jade, holding a twenty banknote in her hand, walking on two small short legs, ran over with a red face, and before she could run to the stall, she shouted from afar: "Big brother......!