When Song Ren returned home, his father had not yet returned, and he could not tell him the good news, but one thing was certain, the production of 10,000 jade discs could not be completed in a short time by them alone, and they had to ask someone to help.

He immediately thought of Aunt Wang's family, Aunt Wang's family often helped himself and his father, as neighbors, their family was also very difficult, Uncle Wang also worked for people, and there was a son as old as himself at home.

It's time to pay the bill.

And today, the people of the entire Lingshu network are waiting for the author's update, and the headline has reached the third place, who is the new fourth-ranked boutique author in more than ten years, and even many sects have opened their mouths, saying that the author of "Zhu Xian" is his family, Song Ren came to the same tattered Aunt Wang's house happily.

He doesn't want to update now, but how to complete the task and get the voice changer.

Aunt Wang is a woman who looks to be in her fifties, her temples are even a little gray, and she is busy with something around her apron at the moment, Song Ren shouted loudly through the wall.

"Aunt Wang—"

When the aunt of the Wang family got up, she saw Song Ren's head outside the wall, she just shook her head with a wry smile, and came to the courtyard door to open: "What's the matter, there is no food to eat again?"

You should also talk about your father, don't think about the road to get rich overnight all day long, look at who is still making jade discs, your uncle Wang has turned back to the shore and switched to other industries, which didn't starve our mother to death, how many times have I persuaded your father, but he didn't listen, he had to guard the ancestral family.

Since your mother left, you look at how he became a father, thanks to your hard life, come to the child, don't you like to eat steamed buns with chili sauce, my aunt is steaming big steamed buns in the pot today, and I will go back after eating at night, starving your dead ghost father. Aunt Wang was a talker, so she pulled Song Ren and went to the house.

Song Ren smiled bitterly, and knew that Uncle Wang had done the same jade dish work as his father before, otherwise how could he come to Uncle Wang, but when he heard the steamed bun with chili sauce, his mouth was sour, and he nodded again and again: "Auntie, you are really good, by the way, what about Brother Da Niu?" ”

Entering the house, he only smelled the aroma of steamed buns, but no one else was seen, and Song Ren couldn't help but be curious.

"Mother, we're back!" At this moment, a boy's voice came from outside the courtyard, Song Ren suddenly had a smile on his face, and followed Aunt Wang out, and saw a young man with a dark face, but thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide lips, and plain clothes.

It was Wang Da Niu who played with Song Ren in his memory, and behind them was Uncle Wang, who was also honest.

I used to think that my father's name for himself was not good, but since he knew that this neighbor who was as big as him was called Wang Daniu, he was instantly happy, at least there was a little bit of culture, and benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, you said that if you call a name like Song Ergou, Song Datou, Song Chouwa, etc., you will not let people live.

"Song Ren, you're here," Da Niu saw that Song Ren was there, and he was also familiar, his face was full of sweat, and he said hello, and scooped water in the water tank under the eaves to wash his face.

"You sell dishes again today, let's do it with my brother, the salary given by Master Liu is actually okay, it's just a little tired," Da Niu said with a smile, and then showed Song Ren his current muscles.

"I'm lazy, I can't do the heavy work of those workers, and people look at your brute strength, and I, who has thin arms and legs, can only grind foreign workers when I go," Song Ren shrugged.

"Don't say it, the head of the house, hurry up and wash and eat," Aunt Wang hurriedly went to the kitchen.

"Where's your father?" Uncle Wang washed his head and asked Song Ren while wiping.

Song Ren hurriedly said: "Dad went to the West Market to sell discs, my dad recently received a big order, let me come to you for help." ”

"What kind of big order can he take, one day he is hanging, I heard that he still owes a butt of loan sharks, and I don't know when I can pay it back, I am anxious for him," Wang Yongan sat down at the dinner table, and was helpless for a while when he mentioned that this old neighbor who also played together to the end.

Even so, Song Ren still heard Uncle Yong'an's concern and worry about his father.

"Don't worry, uncle, it's already been paid off, I'm going to drive out 10,000 jade discs in the past two days, the employer is the young lady of the Li family, and I spent a lot of money, my father and I can't be busy, so I'm here to ask you, this is the salary."

Song Ren said, taking out a money bag of one hundred taels of silver from his bosom and placing it on the table.

Li Muqing smashed the jade plate before and gave fifty taels, and just now it was seventy taels, and he made up a whole number of one hundred taels to Uncle Wang, which is already a high price, you know, if a few people go all out, it will probably take two days.

One hundred taels in two days, even if Uncle Wang takes his son to help the long-term worker every day, he can't save so much in three or four years.

Such a big bag of money stunned the two of them, and Da Niu opened the money bag suspiciously, and when he saw the white silver, his hands trembled, and the broken silver rolled on the table.

Wang Yongan immediately got up, grabbed the scattered silver and stuffed it into the money bag, and even looked at the night outside: "Child, where did you get so much money?" You won't steal it, will you? ”

Song Ren was speechless for a while, I look so white and clean, like the kind of person who steals things.

"Uncle Wang, you think too much, this is all given by Miss Li, a big list, this is your share, our share is kept at home, that is, after eating, go to the basement of my house to work with my father, and 10,000 jade dishes will come out in these two days." Song Rendao.

Seeing that Song Ren's child didn't look like a liar, Wang Yongan held the heavy silver and immediately smiled, Da Niu's matchmaker money had fallen.

"Okay, okay, it seems that Brother Song has finally turned over this time, big cow, hurry up and eat, and go to help together after eating," Uncle Wang looked extremely excited.

Da Niu also smiled innocently, rubbed his hands and sat next to Song Ren: "Thank you, brother." ”

He's not a fool, a hundred taels, even ten taels of silver is more than enough to ask others to help, this is helping them.

Song Ren laughed and hugged Da Niu's shoulder: "My own brother, what do you say thank you." ”

"Come on, hot steamed buns—" Over in the kitchen, Aunt Wang came with a smile and a white-flour steamed bun......

Song Rentou sighed and returned home, suddenly a little desperate in his heart, and his son each took one hundred and fifty jade discs, and he only sold 8 in one afternoon, and the first sentence of most people was: I have already seen it, why spend money to watch it a second time, can't I read it on the Internet.

"Big brother, you can buy one for your relatives and friends, some people lack mental strength and can't read it, and now "Zhu Xian" has entered the high-quality product, and a large number of people can't watch it."

"What you said makes a lot of sense, but, they've read it for free, if you have the latest chapter on this jade disc, I'll buy ten copies, but my mental power is good, it's been refreshing, so far, the author hasn't updated it."

In desperation, after a day of wandering, I still bought 8 pieces for 3 cents each, and the good plan to make a fortune died abruptly, it doesn't seem to work at all, why don't you update it, author.

Holding his tired body home, holding his rumbling belly, looking at the dark part of the house, his son has not come back yet, it seems that he can't sell much, hey, I'm too difficult.

Song Ren came home with a full burp, and suddenly regretted it in his heart, and ate six steamed buns with spicy sauce in a row, it was really Aunt Wang's sauce that was too delicious, but he was addicted to it, and his ass was about to suffer.

First spicy lips, then spicy ditch doors.

My heart was on fire, and I was stunned to drink half a spoonful of cold water to get more comfortable, and after a full burp again, I saw my father sitting on the steps of the house.

Looking at the three spicy steamed buns that Aunt Wang asked her to pack for her father, he smiled: "Dad, you're back." ”

Hearing his son's voice, Song Ren raised his head and quickly lowered his head.

"What's the matter, Dad, this is the dinner given by Aunt Wang, I've eaten it all, you eat it quickly," Song Ren seemed to be in a very good mood and handed it to his father.

Song Rentou looked at the steamed bun, sighed again, and looked at his son: "Isn't it very useless for Dad, there have always been countless fanciful ideas to make money in my head, but every time I put it into practice, what I was greeted with was a beating, your mother was sick back then, and it was because she didn't have enough money for treatment that she left so painfully."

So, I want to earn money, I want to earn a lot of money to save, so that my heart is steady, I know that I am in a daze, the neighbors say that I have lost money, I have nothing to do, I owe usury, I gamble, I just want to save money, but ......"

Song Rentou seemed to think of the sad things in the past, and his voice choked up as he spoke, and it could be seen that the great plan to make a fortune that he thought of yesterday ended in failure today, and it hit him a little hard.

Looking at his father like this, Song Ren's body still vaguely remembers that the reason why his father became like this is that he still can't get over the hurdle of his mother's illness and death.

He has to succeed once, and he will succeed once on his own before he can get out of his demons.

Song Ren's heart was sour for a while, then he pretended to smile and patted his father on the shoulder: "What should I do, Dad, do you know how many jade discs I sold today based on your ideas?" ”