When Qian Guizhi heard that Wen Yang was going to buy those dead pigs, he could barely recover some losses, and he kicked his feet and shouted: "Sell it to her, sell it to her!" ”

"Shut up! ! Wen Shilong roared.

Wen Yang saw that Qian Guizhi was injured so badly, and he could still think about money, he really loved money.

Allow frowned slightly, what kind of strange family is this?

"You want me to make an offer? If you want me to say, a pig is at least 50 yuan! 400 pieces for eight heads! Less to talk about! "Wen Shilong Lion opened his mouth!

How much can you buy for fifty bucks? A pound of bread of grain is two cents, a good rice is five cents a pound, and 50 yuan can buy about 250 pounds of grain, which is enough for a family to eat for at least three months.

Good rice can be bought for 1 00 catties, almost 150 catties of rice can be bought, and a dead pig is so expensive, of course, it is a lion with a big mouth!

When they buy piglets, they spend a few yuan to more than ten yuan at most, and their family feeds the weeds in the field all year round, and basically does not spend any money to feed them, which is a no-loss business.

"Okay, deal! This is 400 yuan, and the second uncle will take it. ”

Wen Yang took out four sheets from his bag and handed them to Wen Shilong.

I don't want to bargain with him at all, and it's a good deal to buy a dead pig for 50 yuan.

She had other plans.

Wen Shilong was dumbfounded!

Wen Yang, this stinky girl is really stupid and has a lot of money! If he had known, he would have raised the price a little more!

Anyway, the pig is dead, what else can be done besides throwing it away?

Rong Xu stood still without speaking, he wanted to see what Wen Yang was going to do next.

Qian Guizhi smiled and saw the four grandfathers Mao, and the smile on his skinless face was distorted, and it was typical to see Qian with open eyes.

"Good. The pigs are yours. Wen Shilong thought that he had made a lot of money anyway, so he didn't care about him.

"I also want to ask the second uncle to write me a note, stating that you sold these pigs to me for 50 yuan each, no matter what I do."

"Yes, Yunshuang will find a pen and paper for me."

Wen Shilong consciously took advantage, now that the money is in hand, it doesn't matter what she does!

Then, he crookedly wrote a note selling pigs according to Wen Yang's request, signed his name, and pressed his handprint.

"Second uncle, then this is done, I'll go first."

"Good. After two days when the affairs of my family are taken care of, I will discuss with you about the relocation of your father and brother's graves, don't worry. ”

Wen Shilong took the money, his face was happy, and his speech became warm.

But it's all for the sake of the four big tickets.

Wen Yanghe walked out of the house and came to the courtyard, she stood on tiptoe and picked a red pomegranate, this pomegranate was planted by herself, she wanted to taste it.

Allow to see that she held it in her hand for a long time and didn't open it, reached out to take it, with a flick of both hands, the red juice of the pomegranate flowed out, Wen Yang smiled and took half of it: "You can also taste it, this pomegranate tree was planted by me and my father back then, and this tiled house is also my family.

"The pomegranate tree is still there, and there are still thoughts, we can stay a few more days."

Listening to her tone, Allow couldn't help but comfort her.

The two of them actually have similarities, they don't have mothers, they have been away from home for many years, and the people they want to protect have been buried in the ground for a long time.

There is no more mother.

Mom is here, home is there, Mom is not there, only the house is left.

"Allowed, do you miss your mother a lot?" Wen Yang remembered that he had no mother since he was a child, how did he spend nearly twenty lonely years without a mother?

"I don't when I'm busy, but I miss her when I'm not busy."

"I miss my mom too, but I don't know who she is, what she looks like, where she's buried." Her expression looked indescribably sad.

A pomegranate seed fell in her mouth, so sour.... It's like a lemon in your teeth.

"Sour?" Rong Xu saw her little face wrinkled and asked.

He knew it would be this way.

"Well, it's very sour, don't eat it, your teeth are sore." Wen Yang didn't immediately spit out the pomegranate seeds in his mouth, and continued to chew lightly with a frown.

"It's a sour pomegranate, and when ripe, it's a little sweeter. It's like something, it looks good, but when you try it, you realize that it's not as good as it seems. ”

Allowed to pick a pomegranate seed and throw it up to the sky, and when he looked up to pick it up, the pomegranate seed fell into his mouth accurately.

He took it lightly and wrapped it to try the acidity, but fortunately, it was not very sour, probably Wen Yang was too sensitive to sourness, so he felt very sour.

"Allowed, you're troubled, aren't you?"

Wen Yang heard him say such a puzzling sentence and tried to probe his heart.

"All people have troubles, gains and losses, gains and losses, fears, sorrows, these are the origin of troubles."

"Allowed, have you ever studied philosophy?"

Wen Yang asked him suspiciously, usually this kind of words can only be summed up after deep consideration.

"Philosophy, if you practice it, it will teach people to think through some things, but it is also easy for people to get into the horns, and many people will get lost because of it."

"And have you ever been lost because of something?"

At this moment, Wen Yang really wanted to understand his heart, what would he worry about as a proud son of the sky, an excellent young man who seemed impossible to be defeated by anything?

"When I wrench a pistol at a living person, I'm lost in that moment."

Allow to break off a few sour pomegranate seeds again and put them in his mouth to chew, this is a tree planted by her own hands, no matter how sour, he will taste it.

He strongly wanted to understand her whole person, so he started with the sour pomegranate, tasted the fruit she planted, and slowly learned about her world.

It's a step-by-step process.

Even if the woman ended up not interested in him, he wanted to know everything about what had happened to her since she was a child.

He had never had such a strong thought, and from the moment he decided to close the door to her that night, he could not help but wonder about all that had happened to her, all the joy, the sadness, the sadness, the despair.

About the bits and pieces of her eighteen years of growth, even when she drinks water and eats, he doesn't want to miss any of her expressions and words.

Even if it was just watching and listening, he wanted to do it.

Perhaps, this is the beginning of persistence.

In his own way, of course, and nothing to do with her.

No matter what direction they will go in between them, he will also pay attention to her and get to know her.

"You're killing bad guys, aren't you? It's hard to imagine how you would feel when you shoot at our fellow humans, but I feel that the bad guys who commit crimes can only stop more criminal activity by killing them, and you don't have to blame yourself. ”

"That feeling is only seen when the first shot is fired, and then more often it is to complete the mission, save more lives and losses, and the guilt will be reduced or even gone."

"Anything is often the hardest at the beginning, as long as you get through the beginning, everything will go in a good direction, right?"

"Hmm. It's hard at the beginning, but if you keep going, you'll change. ”