Chapter 8: A good person

Sell yourself to bury your father!

This is definitely the most classic plot in costume movies and TV series, almost as long as you have watched costume movies and TV made in China, you must have seen this scene, this scene is too classic.

However, after getting closer, Chen Moran found that what he saw seemed to be very different from those in movies and television, and the most common picture in the movies and TV he had seen should be a beautiful little girl kneeling next to the corpse, with a piece of paper in front of her, on which were written the four big characters "Sell yourself and bury your father".

Can...... But there was a slight change in front of me, and the little girl who should have been kneeling beside the corpse had changed, and became a big young man, probably fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in tatters, and her shabby cotton jacket showed gray and black cotton everywhere.

"Tsk! Tut...... It's not a big girl, what kind of drama do you learn! What can you do if you buy it home......"

A few people around the side pointed and pointed, and the big young man kowtowed from time to time, crying and begging in the northern Jiangsu dialect in his mouth, everyone took pity on him, buy him as a slave, be a coolie, and he will repay the great kindness of the master family when he is a cow and a horse in this life.

Seeing this scene, Chen Moran shook his head helplessly, his father obviously seemed to be frozen to death with hunger and cold.

The reason why selling one's body and burying one's father is good for girls is very simple, under normal circumstances, everyone will only buy girls, buy them home to be a girl ring or a child daughter-in-law, not many people are willing to do a loss-making business, and the big guy in front of him is obviously difficult to sell himself, buy it home to work, it is not enough to eat.

"Kind old man and wife, as long as you have a few dollars for my father to put a thin coffin and bury it in a mass grave outside the city, don't let my father let the wild dog take it, it's done, pity me! I have the strength, chopping wood, carrying water, working, everything is ......"

The boy kneeling on the snow kept kowtowing around, crying and begging the onlookers to show kindness, and every time the boy kowtowed, he was so hard that he left a little blood on the ice and snow. But it was just knocking people away, and after a while the onlookers dispersed, and occasionally some passers-by saw that this man who was selling himself was a big boy, and they didn't even mean to look at it, so they left in a hurry.

"Daddy! It's not that you're unfilial! I can't help but put you in a coffin......"

The boy whose head had been broken seemed to understand that no one would buy him, and while crying and shouting, he kowtowed hard to the corpse next to him.

"Boom la la ......"

At this time, the young man heard the crisp sound of a Chen silver dollar in the ground, and more than a dozen oceans fell in front of him, as well as a few foreign tickets.

"Put the money away and bury your father! If there's anything left, make a small deal! ”

Chen Moran gave an order to the boy whose forehead had been broken, and then turned around and got into the carriage.

"Sir, sir...... Don't you go...... Your money ......"

It wasn't until the old man's carriage passed by that the young man came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up and shouted loudly, seeing that the carriage did not stop, the young man understood the meaning of the old man's previous words, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the carriage.

"Sir, do you want to park?"

The guy who called the car listened to the shouts behind him, turned his head and asked.

Chen Moran shook his head and didn't say a word, it was not his style to ask for retribution, the reason why he helped that young man was just a moment of mercy, in this time and space, there were too many pitiful things, how much could he help?

"You can't help anyone!"

Before you can help others, you must help yourself!

The carriage moved slowly in the wind and snow, and with the previous lesson, Chen Moran no longer looked out of the car, but just took the pound in his hand and thought about how to help him.

Half an hour later, the carriage returned to Chen Moran's "home", and after the carriage stopped, the man would respectfully open the door.

"It's cold! Don't look for change, get two sips of hot wine and take it slowly! ”

When giving money, looking at the guy's somewhat red and swollen face, Chen Moran stayed with **.

"Sir, you are a good man!"

The man of the carriage shop looked at the lord in front of him in surprise, and said to the tycoon in front of him, if there are a few tycoons in Shanghai who help the poor without trying to reciprocate, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find one of them in a hundred miles, and it will be good if he can not bully the poor with wealth.

"Master, you will always use the car in the future, and the small one must be dedicated!"

"Good guys? Am I? ”

Hearing the words of the carriage guy, Chen Moran couldn't help but lose his mind a little, many years ago, if others said that he was a good person, he must have been very happy, but is the price of a good person? Thinking of what happened to him, Chen Moran shook his head, the price of being a good person was too great for him to bear, and he just couldn't bear it for a while.

Be a good person! When I was a teenager, I always had this wish, but after growing up and experiencing so many things, I realized that being a good person is probably the stupidest group of people in the world, rather than being a good person, it is better to be a bad person, just like now, if there is no accident, maybe I am worth millions now, even in this era, don't I have a small asset?

And what is the reward for being a good person? It's hard to be a good person, and it's easier to be a bad person than to be a good person who is difficult to do! At least that way you don't have to worry about your life.

As soon as he reached the gate, the gate opened, and an old man in a black cotton coat stood by the door with a smile.

"Young Master Ran, you're back!"

"Third master, didn't I tell you, don't come out of the house in the cold this day, so as not to suffer the wind cold!"

Looking at the third master who opened the door, Chen Moran hurriedly walked over to help him, the old man in front of him was his benefactor, if he hadn't taken him in at that time and found a doctor for himself, maybe he wouldn't have had a chance to live in this world at all.

"Young Master Ran, I've been busy all my life, so I can be idle!"

Wang Desan said with a smile, when he rescued the young master from the car that had an accident, he didn't point to him to repay himself, but the young master was a person who missed his kindness, and when he came to Shanghai, he had to bring himself to Shanghai from the Shogunate Mountain Quarry, saying that he would enjoy a lifetime of happiness and be busy for a lifetime, and he could be idle.

The young master's big car hit the mountain when the leg was broken, now although the broken leg is good, but the legs and feet are still not very convenient, the young master rented this factory, but did not invite a few people, from the young master went out, Wang Desan swept the factory yard by himself, if it was not for the young master's order not to let into the factory, he may go in to clean the factory.

"Third master, look at what you called me, I said that I was called silent, and then I will be young, I'm angry!"

After helping the third master into the factory, Chen Moran complained that if there was no third master, there would be no present of his own, the third master had no children and no daughters in his life, from the day he saved himself, he made an oath in his heart that he would be raised for the third master in this life.

"Mo Ran, you close the door first!"

After entering the factory, seeing that the young master wanted to help himself into the room, Wang Desan hurriedly said, followed the young master to Shanghai, rented this factory, and transported those machines, no matter how the young master entered or exited, he would always lock the factory building.

"Hey!"

After the third master reminded him, Chen Moran hurriedly closed the factory door and locked the door with a steel bolt, carefully making the 10,000-year-old ship, or making counterfeit banknotes in that time and space, so that he always tried his best to detain it to death, in case of any accidents, whether he could live the life he dreamed of in this time and space, all pointing to the machines in the factory in this yard.

"Third master, hurry up and go into the house to warm up! It's cold, don't suffer from the cold! ”

Closing the door, Chen Moran smiled and helped the third master, and walked towards the side room with him.

"Young Master Ran! You should also exhaust it early, I will make the meal, leave it in the pot and heat it! ”

Before entering the house, Wang Desan said with a smile.

"Third master, you are old and ......"

Although he is unwilling to let the third master cook for himself, as long as he is at home, Chen Moran, who is nested in the factory, obviously does not cook for himself, so he can only reluctantly accept this reality.

"Hey! Let's go back and see if we can find a girl! ”

For the first time, Chen Moran had the idea of buying a maid, but this idea was only fleeting.

Trust, for a person who makes counterfeit money, trusting others is often the most difficult thing, at least in this time and space, except for Wang Desan, who saved his life and did not find out the root cause, but just silently helped him, Chen Moran really does not have a credible person.

Looking at the boxes of silver and two coupons from the Sino-Russian Daosheng Bank, Chen Moran knew that he was just walking shit luck today.

"This money is wasted!"