"Uncle, I'm ......" Jiang Yizhou slowly straightened his waist, looking at the old man with concern and resentment in his eyes, he didn't know what to say, could it be that he knew the future, was almost 100% sure, and could make money?

In the eyes of others, he is just a speculator, and the young man who has just arrived in the big city does not know where he was stimulated, borrowed a sum of money and plunged into this deep pit, dreaming of getting rich overnight.

In the time that the stock market has been around for many years, stock speculation has not yet been accepted by the people, and the billions of people, less than 10 million shareholders, most people, especially those who have not received much education like Uncle Jiang Yizhou, are a new thing that cannot be accepted.

And Jiang Yizhou's collection is actually similar to stock speculation, which makes the old man how to accept Jiang Yizhou's gambling again and again.

Yes, gambling, it is estimated that even most people in the postal market did not expect this wave of market, and it is mostly just a collection.

In the tradition of the older generation of uncles, and even most of the people who cannot get out of the countryside, they are constantly working hard, saving money to cope with disasters, and fortunately they are able to let their children start a family and start a business, but unfortunately they are dragged down by illness and suffering, and they are struggling.

Luck is not in the scope of their life plans, relying on that kind of unreliable things, but life is becoming more and more unreliable.

"Okay, okay, what should you do, don't you want to borrow money from me!"

Jiang Maode brushed his hands, carried a small bench, went out of the room, sat in the yard, smoked, the weather in April was not so cold.

There is no right or wrong in life, it is nothing more than a position and concept, it is understandable that he wants to make a lot of money with the information of the future, but only he knows, and Jiang Maode does not lend him money with his life experience, it is completely for him.

What's right or wrong? No one is wrong, and that's the most difficult problem to solve.

What else can Jiang Yizhou do? He can only give up, which is difficult for a strong man, because of his own greed, since he knows that he can't do anything, he should give up decisively.

The humble room, and the silence of not communicating much with his uncle due to the lack of a common language, upset him.

In fact, he and most of the people on the construction site lack a common language, and the people here are fellow villagers who, like the original Jiang Yizhou, have not even finished elementary school.

"Uncle, I want to go home in the next few days. Jiang Yizhou said this to the old man, he really didn't feel at ease!

……

Just go, now it is neither spring nor summer, and there is no shortage of railway capacity.

Jiang Yizhou carried an old backpack with a few clothes and toiletries, and directly bought a fast train at seven o'clock in the evening at the train station, and arrived in his hometown Jiacheng at five o'clock tomorrow morning.

In the waiting room, there were only people sitting in the general seats, Jiang Yizhou found a seat in the front and sat down, it was still that familiar feeling!

Jiang Yizhou couldn't help but sigh with emotion, almost from birth in his previous life, he traveled back and forth between his hometown and the capital at this station every year, and when he was a child, he didn't have a seat and was stuffed with a newspaper under someone else's seat, creating a "hard sleeper", and when he grew up, he could only stand with his parents and rub against other people's seats.

At that time, as long as a seat between two stations was sold, the tickets for other stations would not be sold again, which provided them with a lot of opportunities to take advantage of the lack of seats, but unfortunately this loophole was plugged later, of course, there will be no tickets in the future.

But now he has a ticket, although he has changed his destination and goes to a strange hometown.

"Read the newspaper, read the newspaper, xxx is dead, xxx is dead!" This kind of appalling headline party shocked the party in his previous life and made him curious for a while, at that time he listened to the version of "Liu Dehua is dead", and he has not changed the title for several years, who is Liu Dehua and why did he report it? Because when I was a child, I had little change and no money to buy, so I endured it, and later after the strict management of the railway station, there was no such person.

Seeing the passage marked with the same number as on his ticket opened, Jiang Yizhou was not in a hurry, and followed the crowd to find the designated platform, the train was already waiting there, the same train shape, there was nothing to be curious about.

There are still a lot of people selling all kinds of snacks and drinks on the train station, Jiang Yizhou remembered that his stomach was a little empty, so he stopped, "Let's have a pack of ham sausages!"

Then he regretted it a little, and heard the vendor's offer to be honestly a bit expensive, but he still gritted his teeth and bought it.

Sitting firmly in the hard seat, the train shuddered and slowed until it was speeding up and down before one could relax and do something else.

Lean against the window and look out at the landscape, fields, woods, wasteland, and the occasional residential area......

……

"Goodbye, Xiaoya!" the short-haired girl waved her hand vigorously at Jiang Xiaoya from the back seat of her father's motorcycle.

Jiang Xiaoya also responded with a greeting and a smile at her good friend.

There is a bicycle at home, it is impossible to let yourself ride it on Monday and Friday, it is very wasteful, and it is normal to walk home, the village is only six or seven miles away from the town, and it can be reached by walking for more than half an hour, and it is faster to ride a bicycle.

Passing by the bookstore next to the street, which was a bookstore for students from the town's three schools, elementary school, junior high school, and high school, she walked in and looked through a few revision materials, but she had neither the mind nor the money to buy them.

I don't have the heart to believe that I can get a good score in the exam by relying on books and homework, and even if I am admitted to the high school of my choice, I can't continue to go to school, so it is very difficult for my parents to provide her with a way to study.

The father doesn't care, the mother has always been partial to the eldest brother, and it can't be said to be partial, because this is taken for granted in the mother's eyes, let the boy first, and the eldest will start a family, if he is a boy, he shouldn't be so opposed, right?

Jiang Xiaoya speculated inexplicably that when she came home from school, there were still more people in the bookstore, so she put the books in place and walked out silently.

The boss stared at her for a long time, but he didn't see anything going on, and then turned his attention to the others.

The sunset was not below the horizon a little, and the girl hurried and returned home, "Mom, Dad, I'm back!"

The purpose of entering is a row of adobe houses and two small adobe houses in the front, two small adobe houses in the back, the kitchen in the front, the latrine in the back, and the middle row is for people to live and put things, and the grandparents still live in their own houses, and they don't live with them, but they often come to eat together.

Putting her schoolbag on her bed, Xiaoya skillfully went to the kitchen, took the tongs from her mother's hand, and sat behind the stove, while her mother freed her hand to chop and wash vegetables.