Sanjia Village is on the outskirts of Sicheng

But now, with the expansion of the city, the difference between the suburbs and the city is not much, but the distance is a little shorter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This area, which originally belonged to the Plains Brigade, has been built better and better with the development of the four cities, and what Niu Dingtian saw from afar was full of construction sites under construction.

Niu Dingtian bought two cigarettes and four bottles of wine in the commissary at the intersection, and carried them until the end of the alley, and Niu Dingtian knocked on the door of a seemingly dilapidated three-story building.

"Uncle Seven, are you at home? I'm Maverick. I've got you some wine! ”

"It's coming, you little guy hasn't been here for a while, how can you remember it today?"

Before the door could open, a drunken voice came from inside.

Niu Dingtian also smiled through the door: "Aren't I busy during this time!" I'm here to see you when I'm free. ”

The door opened, revealing a lean man in his forties, with a swarthy cane under the armpit of his left hand.

The man's face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the gift in Niu Dingtian's hand with a smile: "Not bad!" I also brought two jade streams, enough for me to smoke for a few days. Come on in! ”

Niu Dingtian entered the door with a gift.

This small building looks a little dilapidated on the outside, and it is even more dilapidated on the inside, with a mess of miscellaneous items piled up everywhere, leaving only a small road just enough to pass in the heart of a huge courtyard.

Looking at the debris covered with oilcloth and like garbage in the eyes of others, Niu Dingtian's eyes lit up, and his pace slowed down.

The seventh uncle, who was on crutches in front, walked slowly: "Don't look at it, go into the house and drink two glasses." When I die, I will give you this house, car, and ticket. ”

Niu Dingtian immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I wrote it down, this is what you said!" ”

Uncle Seven nodded in front: "I said what I said." Keep it in mind. Maybe I'll die that day! Let your kid get rich overnight! ”

Niu Dingtian's reluctant gaze swept over the debris all over the field, looking at the back of the seventh uncle, who was already a little rickety, but his eyes dimmed.

The seventh uncle, formerly known as Song Minshan, has a family of exquisite carpentry skills, and when he was more than nine years old, he already had a car, a house, a wife and a son, and the family should have been happy and happy.

But at his most glorious time, a car accident befell this happy family for no reason.

The family traveling by car had just left the edge of the four cities when they were hit head-on by a construction truck pulling muck...... Uncle Seven struggled on the edge of life and death for more than a month and finally woke up, but his wife and children were not so lucky and died on the spot when the car accident happened.

When did Niu Dingtian know Uncle Seven, when Zhong Wei had appendicitis and lived in a ward, recalling that Niu Dingtian was a few years old at that time, and he ran in the hospital ward all day long, so he met Uncle Seven.

Since then, Uncle Seven has been soaking in the wine jar all day, and more than ten years have passed......

Following Uncle Seven into the house, Niu Dingtian put down the things in his hand and cleaned up the tea machine full of sundries in the living room: "Who came to you for a drink early in the morning?" ”

Uncle Seven leaned lazily on the sofa and watched the boring TV talent show: "Two old drunkards came, but they were both drunk and ran away from me, hahaha!" ”

He laughed, smug on his face.

Looking back at Niu Dingtian, who was cleaning up the house, Song Minshan asked, "You kid has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, say it!" What do you want to do with such hospitality? ”

After cleaning up the sundries on the table, Niu Dingtian shouted to Song Minshan: "I can't come if I'm fine?" How many times have you been drunk and I didn't help you back? Ungrateful. ”

Song Minshan snorted: "That's the wine you kid wants to trick me." Say what's the matter! ”

He watched Niu Dingtian grow up, would he still not know this kid's temper?

Niu Dingtian smiled at this time: "I opened a restaurant with Liu Qing and wanted to build a few rooms, so I came to you!" ”

He got up and put the cleaned wine glass and tea tray back in place, and looked at the iron pot that was about to grow mold: "Uncle Seven, I said you haven't cooked for a few days?" The pots are getting moldy. ”

Song Minshan hummed in the house: "Every day, drunkards come to drink, it is made of grain, what is the difference between it and eating." ”

"You and Liu Qing are going to open a restaurant? Someone dares to eat your cooking? What does the little kid's head think! Don't fool anyone. ”

Sure enough, Lao Jianghu, I guessed it in a few words, the restaurant Niu Dingtian said must not only be opened with Liu Qing, these two little things, hum!

Niu Dingtian sat down next to him: "What a lie!" I'm the boss okay! Why don't I dare to ask you to help build the house? ”

Song Minshan looked at the TV and muttered, "That's right." If it's someone else's house, I'm not interested. You really opened it, so you can go and see it. ”

Niu Dingtian smiled and took out a bottle of wine and opened it, filled it for him, and got a cup himself: "That's why I came!" You can rest assured that everything will be done according to your direct vision. But you have to follow my drawings. ”

Song Minshan immediately looked at him with disdain: "Banmen has an axe." Forget who taught you this? ”

Niu Dingtian opened the drawings he brought and put them on the table, and smiled strangely: "I'm already out of the school, okay?" This is my work, and if you don't help as a master, you can still sprinkle rotten medicine? ”

Song Minshan, who smelled the smell of wine, twitched the tip of his nose a few times, stretched out his hand to pull the drawing that Niu Dingtian put down, and looked at the ghost drawing on it: "It's okay." No shame on me. According to this scale, the material cost is not less than 80 to 1 million, do you have it? ”

Niu Dingtian took the opportunity to talk about several people who cooperated with the restaurant, and also told Uncle Seven about his ideas, and finally added: "The problem of money can be solved, what I'm worried about now is that you don't go, I'm afraid I won't be able to get this house." ”

Song Minshan smiled strangely: "According to what you say, then you can ask Wang Bancheng to take money and smash it!" Wouldn't it be nice to have a little more money? ”

"Smash the yarn." Niu Dingtian: "Even my aunt knows what ingenuity is all about, and you still said that you used money to smash it." Look down on you! ”

He talked about ingenuity when chatting with Wang Fang a few days ago, and leaned back on the sofa.

Song Minshan didn't smile this time, and nodded lightly: "Your aunt and uncle are good people." Although he is just a small person and lives an ordinary life, he can see it clearly in his heart than anyone else. ”

"If I hadn't bothered to take care of your aunt at that time, he would have followed his mother-in-law and son with a dead ball. If you're dead, you're gone! ”

Niu Dingtian stretched out his hand and took the wine glass: "Don't die all day long, if you don't die, God won't accept it, you have to eat every day, how good it is to drink, and if your heart hurts, let it hurt!" You're used to it anyway. ”

Song Minshan smiled angrily: "Hey, you bastard, there is such a comforting person!" ”

Niu Dingtian rolled his eyes at him: "What's the use of comforting?" I'm waiting for your reply, you can't build my house! If you do it, I'll have to ask the third uncle to do it! ”

Song Minshan took a big sip of the wine glass and waved at him: "Go, go, go, they should be at home." Just pick me up tomorrow morning. ”

Niu Dingtian knew that he had agreed, so he immediately smiled, and dried up the wine in one gulp: "Don't regret your promise!" I'll go and tell the third uncle to go. I'm leaving!"

Niu Dingtian jumped out of the door, Song Minshan looked at his back, and there was a little more love in his cloudy eyes!

Niu Dingtian's small appearance reminded Song Minshan of his son. If my son is here, he should be the size of a calf.