Chapter 10 Tricycles are scrapped

"You've had enough, make Lingling wow early in the morning. Kuang Desheng's roar came from the room.

Kuang Dejun saw a messy hair of Kuang Desheng out of the door, put on a pair of water boots, picked up a straw basket, and walked towards the courtyard gate.

"I'm back! I'm going to mow the grass and feed the fish. "It's kind of a hello.

After the cast was broken, the wound healed intact and left no scar. Kuang Dejun took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the wound healing, sent it to Antarctic Xianweng on WeChat, and wrote: "I thought it would leave a scar, but there was no trace." ”

The Antarctic Immortal Weng made a big thumbs up and said, "Divine doctor, what hospital are you going to in?" I'll go home tomorrow too, and no medicine can compare to your pills and spiritual spring water. 4 bottles of spiritual spring water are almost drunk, why every time I drink water, I always feel like a layer of dirt on my body, but it is very comfortable. ”

"Of course, excrete all the dirt and debris in your body from the pores of your sweat, and that's the effect. He didn't ask Master what the specific reason was, he thought to himself that it was probably the reason.

"Divine doctor, there is another urgent question, at most one day, four bottles of spiritual spring water will be drunk, you have returned to your hometown, what should you do?"

Of course, the spiritual spring water does not have to be used as daily drinking water, unless you are a local tyrant.

"Is this okay, I'll transfer the money to you, you go to the post office to pack and help me consign a box of Lingquan Factory, okay?" said the Antarctic Immortal.

After speaking, 6,000 yuan was immediately transferred on WeChat. A local tyrant is a local tyrant, and it costs thousands to buy a few bottles of water. 12 bottles, one carton.

That's a good idea. However, Lingquan Water was afraid of being squeezed on the road, so he finally thought of a way: nail a small box with a thin wooden board and stuff it into a cardboard box, so that it would be foolproof.

Kuang Yibin drove twenty or thirty chickens into the chicken coop, lifted his shoulders, and the black dog and leopard walked forward happily. Kuang Dejun's nose was pantothenic, and he was nearly eighty years old, and he was still busy like this every day.

Only Kuang Dejun occasionally gave the old man a few hundred yuan to spend, and a few uncles heard that they would not give a penny to the old man all year round.

The village party secretary approached the old man several times: "Uncle, do your sons have any money to support you? If not, you can say it, and the village committee will treat them." ”

Kuang Yibin said: "Yes, all of them have it, and they will send some pork during the holidays." My Sun Dejun is the most filial and will give me money every time he comes back. Besides, I can feed myself by raising chickens, and I don't need that person to support me. ”

After nailing the wooden box, Kuang Dejun is still short of plastic bottles, because they usually work outside, the situation in the village is not very familiar, who has the remaining empty cans of plastic bottles. If he really didn't have it, he had to go to the county seat to buy plastic bottles.

He pushed the old tricycle out of the corner and filled it with a pump, which seemed to be still usable. I didn't look carefully when I went back to the village last night, but it turned out that a village-level road had widened a lot, and there were still many wheel marks on the road.

Most of them rode on motorcycles, like Kuang Dejun, who pedaled a broken tricycle, and the whole village could not find a second.

Many people looked at him with sympathetic eyes, Kuang Xiucai's son was really pitiful, I heard that he was working on a construction site in Gangdong yesterday, fell off the rack, and underwent surgery for tens of thousands. Now the injury is not healed, and he rides his pedal tricycle to collect the scrap.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, in addition to planting a few acres of thin fields, he rode a tricycle to collect scrap newspapers, scrap plastics, scrap sandals, scrap copper and rotten iron ...... in the alleys of the village.

A bell was hung on the tricycle, and it rang all the way, shouting a few words, and people knew from afar that the Kuang German army was coming.

Now the bell is still there, and some people have come to greet him from afar: "Kuangjia boy, waste newspapers or?"

"Waste sandals, toothpaste skin, scrap copper and rotten iron, or?"

"None of that. Kuang Dejun replied.

"You collect the old, don't want this, don't want it, what do you want?" Isn't it just a stinky collection of the old?

"I'm just looking for a new mineral water bottle," Kuang Dejun replied, these old men and bosses see themselves as returning to their old business, alas, more than ten years in a daze, it is impossible to go to the streets in this life to shout: If the wine is not sold.

"If you want a new mineral water bottle, go to Sun Fugui's house, his family has just held a banquet, and there should be these. Sun Fugui is a primary school teacher, and he also taught Kuang Dejun's class, and he has a son who is in the same class as him.

Kuang Dejun didn't want to go to Sun Fugui's house, he was not on the right path with his son, Sun Shichang, he was a bad student when he was studying, and because his father was a teacher, he often fought with Kuang Dejun in the class for no reason. I didn't graduate from junior high school, and I returned to the village and became a village bully.

Sun Fugui's house is full of lights and joy. There was a silver Santana small bridge car parked in the barn in front of the door, and Sun Shichang was about to get into the car with a fat girl in his arms.

saw Kuang Dejun: "Isn't this a German brother, I heard that I went to Gangdong to make a fortune." What are you doing here? "Maybe it's people sewing happy events, maybe it's people who have forgotten about juvenile things when they reach adulthood. He grabbed Kuang Dejun and said, "Come, go to the house and have a glass of wine." ”

Kuang Dejun hurriedly pushed: "No, I'll go find a few mineral water bottles first." ”

"I have a lot of mineral water bottles at home, where else are you going to find them. "Sun Shichang said that he had a happy event last day, and his family opened at least 100 tables, mineral water and wine, and there are dozens of unopened ones.

Kuang Jianjun is not a person who takes advantage of small advantages, and finally took two pieces of unopened mineral water from Sun Shichang's house, stuffed 200 yuan to Mr. Sun, saying that he had wrapped a congratulatory gift.

Two hundred dollars, a meal of wine.

Received a carload of sympathetic glances.

When he got home, he poured the entire bottle of mineral water into the jug and carried the empty bottle into the system space.

He saw the master's grass house again, and seemed to be in a happy mood, as soon as he saw Kuang Dejun, Hua Lieshan said: "German army, you can't make pills with just one effect, don't you accept all the contents of "Shennong's Materia Medica", so let's clean up all the weeds in this field, and then see how many flavored medicines can be made from the weeds that are cleaned up, and then make pills." ”

As far as the eye could see, Kuang Dejun saw that the rice fields 100 meters square were densely overgrown with all kinds of weeds.

These grasses are thick and thick, and they are really difficult to clean. Hua Lieshan pointed to his grass hut and said to Kuang Dejun: "German soldiers, we need tools for labor, and there are all kinds of tools in the grass house, so you need to take them." ”

In the grass house, Kuangde's army found sickles, hoes, shovels, stubs, rice buckets, axes, adzes, rakes, shovels, plows, and harrows、...... , all the farm shells have everything.