Although he is at the bottom of society and does the hardest work, Wang Dali's body is full of energy.

This is the struggle of the grassroots people, although it is hard, but it is so positive.

Gu Qingcheng was a little infected by Wang Dali's emotions, "Mr. Wang, you will definitely be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish as soon as possible!" ”

Regardless of ancient or modern, people who work hard and live an active life are worthy of respect.

"Oh, what's your name, Mr. What, I'm a rickshaw puller."

Wang Dali scratched his head embarrassedly, and smiled honestly, "Ms. Gu, if you don't dislike it, just call me Brother Wang." ”

"As for me, I have a customer who charters a car all year round, and I have to pick up and drop off every morning and evening. But except for these two times, other times are available. ”

"If you need a car when you go out, just call me."

"Also, my child and her mother are the most diligent, and the person is also clean, if you have a job to wash and scrub at home, just come and find it."

This one is really hard working, and he never forgets to solicit business for his family at any time.

Gu Qingcheng admired such a person very much.

It seems to be a bit utilitarian at all, but there is no shame in eating with your own ability.

"Good! Then I'll be in trouble for both of you in the future! ”

Gu Tingcheng said this, it was not really polite, she did need it.

You have to take a rickshaw when you go out, and the chores at home need someone to do before you hire a suitable helper.

She can try to get in touch with Wang Dali and his wife, if the couple is really reliable and does a good job, she is willing to take care of one or two.

If they don't make it, then they will have less contact and just be ordinary neighbors.

Coming out of the courtyard on the west side, it was already dark.

Li Yaozong, who was held by Gu Tingcheng, couldn't open his eyes.

Gu Qingcheng didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly took him home.

After washing up, Li Yaozong climbed onto the bed with brand new bedding.

As soon as the little head touched the pillow, he fell asleep.

The little guy had a small belly, snoring, and slept very sweetly.

"I'm tired of this kid today!"

Gu Qingcheng covered Li Yaozong with a quilt in his eyes, with distress and a little guilt in his eyes.

She only cares about integrating into this world, but she ignores Li Yaozong a little.

Some shouldn't.

She said that Li Yaozong was the "cause and effect" she inherited from the original owner, and she should take good care of it.

Today, she's some—

"Kid, I'm sorry. I was negligent today, and I won't do it again! ”

And Gu Sanniang, don't worry, I will treat Li Yaozong as my own flesh and blood, raise him, and cultivate him to become a talent!

Gu Qingcheng said silently in his heart.

Then, she only felt a certain restraint on her soul, as if she had been released.

Something, as if it had detached itself from this body.

With the experience of doing the task last time, Gu Tingcheng knew that this was the residual consciousness of the original owner.

It seems that his son Li Yaozong is the biggest concern of the original owner.

Gu Tingcheng made a promise, and the original owner left with peace of mind.

"She's not a good person, but she's a good mother!"

Gu Qingcheng sighed leisurely in his heart.

Tucked the quilt corner for Li Yaozong, Gu Tingcheng picked up the kerosene lamp and came to the table of the eight immortals outside.

Sitting down at the table, Gu Qingcheng didn't rush to read, but looked at the new gadgets of kerosene lamp lighting.

This is one of the "furniture" left by the landlord.

Kerosene lamps are different from candles, but they are similar to candles in some ways.

All have bases, and they all need cotton thread to make wicks.

However, kerosene lamps have a transparent cover that can block the wind, and the light is bright.

"This thing, it shouldn't be cheap."

Gu Qingcheng "muttered to himself".

She knew that the scourge would definitely jump out and explain.

Sure enough, Gu Qingcheng's words fell, and the disaster had to come out actively, "Haha, executor, you guessed wrong this time!" ”

"This kind of kerosene lamp doesn't cost money at all, it is given to the people by those foreign companies for free."

Gu Tingcheng thoughtfully, "Free? ”

There is nothing in the world that doesn't need money.

The so-called free should have a bigger scheme.

"That's right! In the beginning, those foreign companies not only gave kerosene lamps to the people for free, but even these kerosene could be tried for free. ”

Disaster Water hurriedly told Gu Qingcheng what he knew about history.

Gu Tingcheng thought about it for a while, and then understood, "It's really a merchant's trick." ”

The lamps are free, but the kerosene you need costs money.

They relied on the word "free" to change the habits of the people using candles.

When everyone gets used to kerosene lamps, foreign companies will be able to make money by selling kerosene.

This is the permanent business of the long stream.

Gu Tingcheng has not lived in the later life, if it is replaced by the heroine of the book, Han Qiuyu, after knowing the allusion of the kerosene lamp, he will definitely say:

"Damn, isn't this the same routine as sending printers and selling consumables in later generations?"

Seeing that Gu Tingcheng didn't continue to ask, Wo Shui was a little depressed, "You, have you figured out the trick inside?" ”

Gu Tingcheng hooked the corners of his lips, "What's wrong with this?" ”

She's not retarded.

Scourge Waters: ...... Although there is no evidence, it just feels that it is despised.

Hum!

It's amazing.

Woe Shui retracted back to the depths of the sea of knowledge, and no longer chatted with Gu Qingcheng.

The ears were quiet, Gu Tingcheng adjusted the brightness of the kerosene lamp according to the method taught by Uncle Zhu, and then she took out the books and newspapers borrowed from Editor Zhao and Mr. Xu, and began to read quickly.

"This is a collection of poems? Or was it written by a warlord? ”

It was already very late at night, and Gu Qingcheng was still reading.

She flipped through a book of poems, looked at the cover and preface, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Could it be that the warlords of this era are not all illiterate old men?

With such curiosity, Gu Qingcheng opened the book of poems.

Then, she was shocked, "This, this is also poetry?" ”

See what people have written?

"The pot is often boiled in Baotu Spring, but you can't steam steamed buns!"

Gu Tingcheng: ......

Well, during the day, she went to Baotu Spring under the leadership of two big-headed soldiers.

Three springs, gurgling and gushing.

It's a bit like boiling water.

But, but—

Well, she misunderstood.

The warlords of this era are really fucking "magical".

After reading a bunch of bullshit limericks, the dignified nobles couldn't help but burst into foul language.

However, through such a collection of poems, Gu Tingcheng has a deeper understanding of warlords from another aspect.

Leaving down the poetry collection, Gu Tingcheng continued to read.

It wasn't until he vaguely heard the husband outside on the shift that Gu Qingcheng silently counted the voices, and then put down the book, "It's been four watches!" ”

Gu Qingcheng didn't continue to stay up late.

There are a lot of books, and time is urgent, but she can't be too anxious.

After a simple wash, he changed into loose clothes, and Gu Tingcheng also went to sleep.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone into the small courtyard, and Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong woke up one after another.

There are no pots and pans at home, so I still have to go out for breakfast.

Out of the small alley, there are vendors selling breakfast.

Gu Tingcheng bought oil swirls, soy milk, buns, etc., sat in a small stall, and had a full meal with Li Yaozong.

Then, she saw Wang Dali, who came back from pulling the patrons.

"Brother Wang, it's just right, if you're not busy, take us to buy something."

Gu Qingcheng greeted Wang vigorously warmly.

"Good! No problem! ”

Wang Dali sent the guests of the chartered bus to work, went home for a meal, and happened to meet Gu Qingcheng.

He hurriedly swallowed the three-fold noodle nest in his mouth, drank a large mouthful of water, and ran upside down.

"Ms. Gu, what do you want to buy?"

Wang Dali parked the car and let Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong sit down.

"We just moved in and we don't have anything at home. I wanted to buy some pots and pans and buy some food. ”

"Hey! Good! There are a few shops in the university hall in front of me, which sell these, and I will take you there. ”

After several years of rickshaw pulling, Wang Dali is very familiar with this area.

He wanted to hold Gu Tingcheng, the main customer, so he helped with great care.

The shop he took Gu to Chengcheng can't say how good and cheap it is, but it won't trick people.

Wang Dali also helped with bargaining.

Gu Tingcheng successfully bought all the things.

"Ms. Gu, I think you are a noble person, and you don't want to do such rough work."

"Do you need someone to cook at home? My child's mother's craftsmanship is not bad. ”

Wang Dali continued to solicit business for his family.

His eyes were still vicious, and when he saw Gu Qingcheng's slender white and tender hands, he knew that this person was not a capable person.

He didn't ignore it, when he went home just now, he met Ms. Gu at the breakfast stall.

This person probably doesn't even know how to light a fire, so he will take the child out to eat.

"Okay, if Sister-in-law Wang is free, let her give it a try."

Gu Tingcheng didn't say anything to death this time, and said "try".

She understands that she can take care of her neighbor's business, but it also depends on whether the other party is capable.

If it's unreliable, then it's unacceptable.

Although she has some money, she is not wronged.

"Good! Good! Let my family go to you to try the work, if it works, you can use it, if not, let her go directly. ”

Wang pulled the car vigorously and couldn't pat his chest, but his words were very firm.

Wang Dali is really good at doing things.

He sent Gu Tingcheng home, and he didn't need Gu Tingcheng to greet him, he helped carry things for her.

When he was moving things, he shouted in the direction of his house, "it! you! Come on! ”

Wang Dali's daughter-in-law heard the sound and hurriedly ran from next door.

Seeing Wang Dali carrying a big black cauldron on his back, she immediately understood.

wiped her hands and followed her husband to work.

Gu Tingcheng: ......

These two are really diligent, the key is that they are too discerning.

Wang Dali helped put down the things, explained a few words to his daughter-in-law, and then ran out again.

Sister-in-law Wang helped Gu Tingcheng clean up the stove, wash pots and dishes.

The stove was empty, and there was no firewood in the yard.

She simply ran back to her house and came over with a bundle of firewood.

Burn fire, boil water, wash vegetables, stir-fry, make soup, and steam steamed buns.

In the small courtyard where Gu Qingcheng rented, curling smoke came out of the chimney on the roof......

The poem in the text is Zhang Zongchang's masterpiece. His "poems" are really exquisitely written, if you are interested, you can search for it, fried chicken is funny!

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