Cheng Xiaoyu felt a warm current pass through his heart, how could he not know what the boss was doing this for, how could his brother not feel guilty when he was working hard outside and malnourished?

"Okay, I'm not hungry yet, let's drink some porridge, you go back and get a good night's sleep, I also promised someone else to send the machine, it's good to live these days, take this opportunity to earn more, when we go home this holiday, we will also buy some good things for the old man and the old lady, right?"

Xiong Wei nodded, and the brother who worried him seemed to have grown up: "Don't be too tired, if you are tired and prostrate next time, be careful that I beat you." Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and took a taxi back to his mobile phone repair shop in the university town after Xiong Wei paid the fare.

The neighbors who have been with each other for several years also shouted thousands of times when they saw Cheng Xiaoyu come back, no matter how much of it was true or how much was false, at least when they returned home after being discharged from the hospital, so many people could ask how they were doing, and it was still very warm.

"Daewoo, there have been phone repairs in the past two days, I have explained to them, and the fat girl said that she wants to see you." The fat girl in the mouth of the convenience store lady is Wang Peipei, in the eyes of many nearby neighbors, before Cheng Xiaoyu's previous girlfriend didn't know, she also thought about pulling the red line for these two fat people, and she didn't scare Cheng Xiaoyu to death at that time, anyway, as a man, he always has pink fantasies in his heart, sitting on big star models and beauties from all walks of life, if Wang Peipei ...... Although Wang Peipei is a very cute girl, Cheng Xiaoyu still broke out in a cold sweat when she thought about it.

"Got it, thank you, it's worrying everyone."

After expressing his gratitude, Cheng Xiaoyu opened the roller shutter door, the furnishings in the house were still the same as before, more than a dozen phones were on the table, all of them were neighbors, and 1,800 yuan would not let some people step over the moral floor, and besides, Cheng Xiaoyu would not come back.

The front door opened, the balcony window opened, the bedroom window opened, and the cool smell of a rainy day rushed into the house, and the air accumulated in the house for a day or two nights was quickly replaced.

"Hey, Daewoo, I just wanted to see you, and I saw that the store was open, are you okay?" Wang Peipei is holding a very trendy sunshade and rain umbrella, if it is in the hands of a delicate campus beauty, add a few touches of charm, this is in Wang Peipei's hands, I can only say, umbrella, I have wronged you.

seems to recall the past, Cheng Xiaoyu unconsciously wants to keep a distance from Wang Peipei, everyone has a love for beauty, although spiritual beauty is the most important, but in today's society, there are almost no people who do not pursue physical beauty.

"It's nothing, it's just too tired, no, I've been resting in the hospital for two days, and I'm much more comfortable." Saying that, Cheng Xiaoyu stretched his waist, picked up the phone on the table and put it in the box, lit a cigarette, and held the cigarette case at Wang Peipei.

The proportion of girls smoking is increasing year by year, this is a social phenomenon, Wang Peipei also smokes, but at this time she is not in the mood, she is about to be a senior, and the family has arranged an internship unit, and there will be less time in school next year, maybe you won't see this chubby guy.

Speaking from the heart, Wang Peipei has a good impression of Cheng Xiaoyu, but her inferiority complex makes her disguise her inner emotions, and ugly women don't have the right to fall in love? Yes, but few people will give them this opportunity, Wang Peipei never dared to show a little bit, she knew that Cheng Xiaoyu liked girls with good figures, she was afraid that her friends would not have to do it, the most important thing is that good feelings are just good feelings, not further other ideas.

"You're going out?" Wang Peipei saw that Cheng Xiaoyu didn't mean to talk more with him, so he came out in vain against the rain.

"Go to Anwar to deliver machines to others, why don't you help me see the store for a while?"

In fact, Wang Peipei just wanted to say that he was going to the city too, but Cheng Xiaoyu's words suddenly revealed his true thoughts.

"Die, it's good for my mother to go back and lie down for a while, anyway, you don't have much business in this store, it's raining again today, it's like opening and closing." Wang Peipei stood up, opened the umbrella, pushed open the door and left.

On rainy days, it sometimes fell and sometimes stopped, Cheng Xiaoyu took out an umbrella from the corridor and carried it to Anwar. If it was purely to make money before, now Cheng Xiaoyu has another idea in his heart, to repair more machines and see how much energy can be stored.

At this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu is like getting a pet that can evolve in the game, and in addition to using pets to increase his own caste, he must also continue to cultivate pet evolution, and at the same time add more castes to himself.

On rainy days, the Anhua second-hand mobile phone market seems to be a lot depressed, and some of the sporadic customers are holding the mentality of hiding from the rain and loitering, and the proprietors and clerks who compete for customers are too lazy to talk, either fiddling with the phone and texting QQ, or gathering together to chat about which shopping mall's clothes are discounted. And many mobile phone seams can't be outside this weather, they all gather on the third floor, and you can see people sitting around fighting landlords, Northeast Red Ten, and Jinhua in every corner, and the sound of playing poker comes and goes, including faint cursing.

Brother Guang is holding a cigarette and fighting the landlord with two mobile phone sewing, it can be seen that the game is quite big, ten yuan starting with a rise and kicking, a card and two bombs are easy for a family to win or lose eighty, as a young man Cheng Xiaoyu is also addicted to drugs, but he knows that he is not qualified to play this, and the monthly income of thousands of sews that earn thousands of yuan a month is easy to lose, not to mention himself.

"Daewoo is here, how is the machine?" Brother Guang didn't beckon Cheng Xiaoyu to throw two handfuls, knowing that he never participated, at most, Xiaohong Shi, who was sometimes very bored for a dollar or two, could play for a while, seeing his expression that he was in good shape today, it was time to win, Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and took out the box containing the phone from his bag and said: "Thirteen, get eight, and I have no way to do the rest." ”

"Oh!" Brother Guang's tone increased, and his attention shifted from the cards in his hand to Cheng Xiaoyu, these thirteen machines have also passed several hands, and there are some difficult machines on the third floor that everyone will pass by, and they will be judged to be scrapped if they can't be repaired, originally Brother Guang didn't think that Cheng Xiaoyu could really repair it, and he really didn't expect him to be able to repair eight machines.

Sister Mei shifted her attention from her mobile phone at this time, and began to let the waiters in the store try the machine after receiving Xiaoyu's machine, and the problems such as not turning on, making calls, and no signal were all cured, and she was surprised again and again, Brother Guang said to the sewing that lost the most money in front of her: "Shengzi, don't you have one there?" People paid a maintenance fee that was almost equal to the value of the phone, and what they wanted was to turn on the phone and read the phone book, show it to Daewoo, maybe they would get it. ”

Losing a few hundred yuan is certainly popular, but people bid for the machine worth 4,000 yuan to repair the phone just to get the important phone book in the transaction, and it can really repair not only the lost money to get back, but also the surplus.

"Fatty, okay?" There is a dragon with a colorful pattern on the arm under the cannon head, a small one, lean one, and a white short sleeve, and he is also one of the few cadres on the third floor, a bloodshed last year was caused by him, and he was also a celebrity in the circle, and he was not interested in a small retail investor like Cheng Xiaoyu, and he squinted at it with a strong question, if it wasn't for Brother Guang to introduce him, he might not have any interest in talking to Cheng Xiaoyu.