The rain in the sky is dripping, the flowers and plants in the garden before and after the Zhang Mansion are very spiritual, a jujube is set upright, the leaves of the jujube tree are even a little shiny, the green jujube after the streamlining is still dense, and the leaves of the low shrubs are also wet with a fresh beauty, but the flowers are slightly injured, those that are not very strong will have petals, and the remaining flower stems are more moist and erect, raising their heads and opening.

The servants of the Zhang Mansion were the most diligent, and they did not delay them in cleaning the courtyard in rainy days, so after a few rainy days in a row, the branches and leaves that should be eliminated were eliminated. The gardens in front and behind are both pleasing to the eye.

The glass of the Zhang Mansion is also wiped clean and transparent, which is suitable for enjoying the scenery in the garden, and the chatter in the living room is a bullet commentary, which sounds particularly comfortable on a rainy day.

Someone in the kitchen brought the first wave of plums this summer, when the rainy season rises, it is the day when the first wave of plums is ripe, the plum farmers are delicate, will make all kinds of tricks, pickled plums or black plums or dried plums, fresh and raw opportunities are few. Mrs. Zhang was very interested in it, and asked the maids to clean it and boil two pots of fine Shaoxing rice wine.

In addition to respecting the old lady, such a good time is naturally spent by husband and wife, she shook the phone to find Uncle Zhang, and spoke humorously and elegantly:

"Qingmei boiled wine, a song to comment on Fengyi Pavilion, is the husband coming?"

Uncle Zhang is very busy, he is looking around Mr. Shandong's industry, Pudong's industrial base recruits the top southern designers, the drainage project is very good, and the light rain does not affect the construction. Factory owners from various countries have also begun to work, and they have begun the initial procurement and transportation of machines, as well as the recruitment of workers.

Half a day of leisure stolen on a rainy day, that is the poet's business, businessmen and factory owners seem to have to work, just change the content of the work according to the wind and rain.

Uncle Zhang went home with the account book, reported some construction site experiences to the old lady, and went to Mrs. Zhang's childhood appointment by the way. I met the messenger sent by Uncle Huang. Ask him to go to Uncle Huang's mansion to speak.

Uncle Zhang and his wife exchanged a little, and felt that it should still be something they should invest in, Mrs. Zhang said:

"My eldest brother is taking care of us, and my sister-in-law came over last time. You're so rude. ”

Uncle Zhang said:

"Actually, my uncle talked about it for a long time, and he still said that he had a way to invest in Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory, and now I have also received an errand in Ping An."

Mrs. Zhang burst out laughing:

"When you were in your hometown, you did your own business, and you just had to be busy, and now you work for others. Or is it so energetic? ”

Uncle Zhang smiled proudly, and there are many kinds of work, and he works for his daughter, which is sweet, and he dealt with Mrs. Zhang indiscriminately and said:

"In that case, I'll go over."

Uncle Zhang was busy and gave Uncle Huang a lot of face, took a car to Uncle Huang's mansion, and then was told that Uncle Huang went to Fahua Temple.

Refugees after the fire and flood disasters were placed in various charities and churches. Hospitals, schools. Fahua Temple is one of them, and Huang's uncle went to distribute medicine to refugees.

Uncle Zhang's uncle came over with a lot of face, but he didn't see anyone, and he thought to himself, since he came, he would go to Fahua Temple with him to see this uncle's business ability.

So I took the car to Fahua Temple again, and the car drove very fast on the road of the cement, but walked and walked. Suddenly there was a river to cross.

The coachman had just come from his hometown in Shandong, and quickly apologized to Uncle Zhang, who waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and he was going to cross a wooden bridge to cross the river. It is very unsturdy.

The driver had to get out of the car and ask someone to inquire, but it turned out that the bridge was Fahua Temple, and when he drove the car, he had to walk downstream for a while and cross the stone bridge.

Uncle Zhang smiled on his face:

"Let's just go over there and have a look. No need to go around, you just wait where you are. ”

Uncle Zhang got out of the car, and a messenger hurriedly opened a large black oil cloth umbrella for him, and the two walked to Fahua Temple.

After crossing the bridge, it was not far away, it was an ancient temple, in front of the door is a waterhole, behind is the green mountain, the uncle of the Zhang family called an old man of the villagers, and asked for directions:

"May I ask this old brother, this one in front is Fahua Temple."

The old man was stopped by him, looked him up and down, and his tone was full of contempt:

"Look at your dress, you don't look like a poor person, you have to know how to cherish blessings, your eyelids are too shallow, and you will hurt your blessings!"

After saying these lessons, the old man snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Uncle Zhang suddenly knotted angrily, and let out a long breath to comfort himself, what did he scold definitely not himself, what could it have to do with himself!

Then go forward, although it is raining lightly in the sky, but there are gradually more people, the bluestone road, pedestrians are either holding umbrellas, or carrying bamboo hats. Gathered together in twos and threes, with a happy smile.

"Did you get it?"

"I got it, haha, it took a lot of effort."

"Go and change it, a piece of the five oceans is in hand!"

"Go, you just don't understand the market, and now it's up to two yuan!"

"Two bucks? Alas, I knew I had it in my hand. ”

"No matter how much money he has, I am reluctant to sell it, put it at home, and want to be safe!"

"Hurry up and inform your relatives and friends, let them all come, the more torn your clothes are, the better!"

"Let's go! Come on! ”

Uncle Zhang didn't need to find someone to inquire, he had already walked to the door of the ancient temple, the eaves were high, and the plaque of black lacquered nanmu was written with three big gold characters in Fahua Temple.

Someone immediately came up to the door:

"You got the medicine, come to me, my name is Wang Xiaoliuzi, buy your medicine for a piece of five, remember."

Immediately later, someone came to grab the business:

"Just look for me, recognize my big red umbrella, and I'll give a six."

Uncle Zhang's hand:

"What kind of medicine?"

Several people hurried to popularize science:

"It is a disaster relief medicine distributed by Mr. Shandong for free, which can cure all diseases. It's just that it stipulates that only refugees can get it, and looking at your clothes, it definitely won't work, but it doesn't matter, I'll help you find a dress later. ”

Sure enough, someone soon came out with a smile, took off a wet and smelly clothes, and muttered to Uncle Zhang:

"Rent clothes? One dime a piece, five cents deposit. ”

Uncle Zhang couldn't smile bitterly, and finally understood what the old man meant just now, it turned out that these citizens made a fortune from the disaster and were reselling the emergency medicine kits for the victims distributed by Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory.

Uncle Zhang didn't care about these hawkers, separated everyone, and walked towards the temple. The peddlers tried to pester him to continue selling, but the messenger behind him glared at him and went silent.

The auditor is eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he is majestic in Shandong. What's more, compared with these southerners who are known for their strength and wisdom.

…… (To be continued.) )