"Don't, brother, brother, you WeChat transfer me 20 yuan, at this time, there is no bus, even if I want to climb, there is no headlight, I can't find my way home!"

"Why don't you die!"

"You transfer some money first, and when you come back, you say let me die, whatever you want!" I won't frown!" Gui said as he muttered to the waiter on the other end of the phone. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info nothing more than complaining about why the waiter didn't wake him up in time, if a gold owner like him is offended, don't blame him for the business here in the future!

Qingcheng usually hates Keiichi for being so unashamed, but now he is even more irritable when he listens to it! After hanging up the phone, Qingcheng put his head in the pillow.

Not long after, Keiichi's phone call came again!"Brother, if you want me to say, it's still my sister-in-law's righteousness! Okay, I won't tell you, I'm in the taxi, don't worry about me, it's a matter of minutes when I get home!"

Sister-in-law, Keiichi either bumped into the hell or had another convulsion!!

In the past few days, Keiichi is almost annoyed, every day there is an anxious cicada in his ear non-stop, although it is not good to describe his mother in this way, but Keiichi really thinks that such a mother is the same as a cicada, now high-pitched chirping, she will die after a while, and she will not feel pity!

The Keiichi family's farm has not been profitable recently, and her mother has begun to pay close attention to Keiichi's every move in addition to drawing her eyebrows and eyes in the mirror every day. "If you don't help your father clean up the chicken farm, where are you going to die?"

Mother always cares about her father, but Keiichi knows best, these are just appearances, what kind of person his mother Liang Jing is, it can't be summed up in one sentence.

My father's chicken farm has been in business for nearly 10 years now, and my mother rarely goes into the chicken farm to help with things, and most of the time belongs to her. Shopping, beauty, playing cards, and chasing after my father for money.

Keiichi's father, 52-year-old Jiaren, is a sincere businessman. Keiichi's name is part of his name. At first glance, it sounds a bit like Japanese. Ke Jiaren is an authentic Xucheng farmer. Earlier, when his family still had a few acres of ration fields, he planned to use these few acres of thin land to support his family.

Until now, when he thinks back to that time, Jiaren still sighs: Although there was no money at that time, life was clean!

Keiichi occasionally feels that his father is a little pedantic, and he wants to live in peace for decades while guarding a few acres of thin land, and it may be a little polite to say that his elm head is still a little polite. At the current price, I can barely survive by relying on the support of this farm at home, let alone counting on the annual income of a few acres of land! If that is the case, it is estimated that I will not be able to drink the northwest wind!

Jiaren's farm raises 200,000 chickens, including black chickens, three-yellow chickens, hemp chickens and local chickens. Among these chickens, some are used as laying hens and are mainly sold as eggs every day, while the other part is mainly sold alive.

Every morning at around 4:40 a.m., the day's work on the farm begins. Jiaren was fully armed and the staff were divided into two routes, picking up eggs all the way, sealing boxes and loading them into trucks. All the way, they grabbed the live chickens that were enough to kill two catties a day.

At around 9 o'clock in the morning, Liang Jing stretched out and walked out of the bedroom, and Jiaren had already cooked gruel in the dining room. Since he got this rice cooker that can be reserved for cooking in advance, Jiaren washes the ingredients for porridge in the morning and puts them in the rice cooker every day after getting up. Then he pushed the door and walked out of the house.

"Death! It's gruel again! Every day for five or eight years!" Liang Jing turned on the rice cooker, and sure enough, Jiaren made corn and grain porridge today.

"It's good to have some to eat!" Keiichi whistled and pushed the door open and walked out.

Liang Jing glanced at Guiyi and stopped talking. The son is not an outsider, so why fight!

Walking out of the house, walking along Songbai Road all the way to the west, when he walked to Jubao Street, Gui glanced at the shops along the street a few times, this boundary is really every inch of land! If you want to talk about Xucheng, you have to say that it is connected to the commercial street. Just like the Star Road Pedestrian Street in Sioux City, Shanshi Old Street. Anyone who has been to these places will remember these landmarks.

Tongda Commercial Street is symmetrically cut into two sections, north and south, by Jubao Street and Jucai Street. This is the most lively and prosperous place in Xucheng.

Every year, there is an endless stream of people who come here for tourism and shopping, although they can't catch up with the crowds of some 5A-level tourist attractions, but shopping, is a must-do homework for some people to travel! It is precisely because of this that in the tourist season every year, the vicinity of Tongda Commercial Street is like a temple fair every day, shoulder to shoulder.

"I really don't know, so many people, on a hot day, come here from thousands of miles to squeeze in something!" Keiichi doesn't like to join in the fun, and only shows it at this time.

A few days ago, I met Yang Zishuo at the bar, and he said that on the third floor of Jucheng Department Store in the southern section of the commercial street, there was a counter that originally sold jewelry and jade, but now it is urgently changing hands, and the transfer fee is 20,000 yuan. Keiichi was a little moved. If he put the counter down, he wants to do the fur business. Of course, fake fur is sold, and now there are public service billboards everywhere prohibiting killing, and fake fur not only satisfies people's love for fur, but also protects animals from bloody killing.

Anyway, you can't afford to do it yourself!

Keiichi has made up his mind, but where can he get money?

If you have the opportunity, how good it would be to make a quick buck and leave that family forever! How good it would be to be your own boss and do business!

Although he lives only a short distance away from the most prosperous part of the city, in this city where the rich are rich and the poor are dying of misery, every time Keiichi passes by the commercial street, he has a feeling of being pressed by someone in the pool, suffocating and struggling.

If you could be one of so many gold owners, how good it would be!

It was very late, and Qingcheng walked into the house humming a little song. Keiko saw that Qingcheng didn't mean to go upstairs immediately. "Where did he die again?"

"Look, my lovely mommy used to be a civilized person, this round of cards was played, the money was out, but she brought home all the dirty words that didn't charge!"

"Don't be poor, your mother didn't even play cards today!"

"Really, Mom, the dirty words you are lying about now are still overnight!!"

"Dead boy, say, where did you go today?" Keiko reached out and grabbed Qingcheng's ear, and lifted it up as she spoke.

"You can pull it, if you break it, you won't have a daughter-in-law!" Qingcheng screamed;

"Daughter-in-law, who are you lying to? Are Tako going back to China?" Keiko let go of her hand and grabbed Qingcheng's arm.

"Maybe soon you'll have a daughter-in-law coming in the door!"

"Is it Tako?" Keiko was very happy, but no matter how she asked, Qingcheng refused to say what her name was.

Despite this, Qingcheng promised that when his daughter-in-law entered the door, Keiko could consider the issue of pension without worrying about financial problems. Keiko listened, and she didn't fall asleep all night with excitement. Jiang Yuan was also very surprised by his wife's reaction.

The next morning, Keiko got up early in the morning, she cleaned the hotel inside and out, and when she mopped the floor, Keiko hummed classical music, and didn't even call anyone to help. This is the first time in history!

Jiang Yuan instructed the waiter to sort out and buy the fruits and vegetables to be picked in the hotel today, and when he passed by the bar in the front hall, he saw Keiko staring at the computer screen and laughing, Jiang Yuan walked over and patted Keiko on the shoulder.

Keiko seems to be ruthless these days, and she can smile so brightly when she sits alone at the computer at the bar and plays spider cards. This was not something that had happened before. "Why are you so nervous these days? laugh one moment, laugh again, I don't know what you think you're stimulated!"

"You're nervous, I'm glad you have to take care of it!" Keiko couldn't help but laugh again.

"Wife, are you okay, you shouldn't really have any strange illness, right?" Jiang Yuan said, probing Keiko's forehead with his hand.

"That's right, I'm sick, I'm sick with my mother-in-law!" said Keiko's eyebrows;

"Where did you hear that? Are you sure it's the mother-in-law-to-be?" Jiang Yuan laughed when he finished speaking! When it comes to their son's marriage, the couple is usually very concerned, and of course when they are happy, such as now, when good news comes.

"What did Qingcheng say?" Jiang Yuan couldn't help but ask, in fact, it was not only Keiko, in Qingcheng's marriage, Jiang Yuan said that he was not in a hurry on the surface, but seeing that many people of the same age as him had already hugged their grandchildren, Jiang Yuan's heart was also very anxious about Qingcheng getting married as soon as possible.

"That is, I'll tell you that this time it's absolutely reliable, this kind of thing, Qingcheng never talks nonsense, this marriage and love are absolutely different. Qingcheng is clear, getting married is not a joke!" Keiko is talking so fast that she is about to catch up with the announcer of the TV station!

"Husband, then we have to hurry up and prepare!" Keiko was a little excited, this kid finally got his senses!

Jiang Yuan began to plan with joy, if Qingcheng was really going to get married, the house and the wine would start to be planned.

In order to make Qingcheng one step faster, Keiko began to plan to package Qingcheng from the inside out, the clothes should be branded, the pocket money in the wallet is always sufficient, and the family car must be driven when going out, etc.

The Jiang family's attitude towards Qingcheng changed so quickly that Keiichi was envious. If you are going to get married, it is equivalent to getting Shang Fang's sword! At this time, the boy is really living an emperor-like life!

"Qingcheng, take this and send it to your future parents-in-law's house! Let them try it!" Keiko carried a basket of cherries and put them in the back box of the car.

"This kind of fruit, except for you as a baby, no one can necessarily eat it," Qingcheng felt that although cherries were expensive in Xucheng, but in Xiao Q, this fruit could not be of grade at all, to put it bluntly, this gift was too low!