After the white dog's consciousness woke up, he still didn't understand the connection between the situation in the dream and himself.

Fan Li told it that the white dog you dreamed of was yourself. The girl named Tian Fang is Ma Yi, who was reincarnated after death, she was killed by Gong Carpenter in the life of a woman, you were a dog who picked up her body from the mound and committed the crime, and then the murderer Gong Carpenter was caught and punished, and there is no doubt that she avenged her, so Ma Yi in this life is very good to you, and it can be regarded as your kindness! As for the murderer Carpenter Gong, he is also reincarnated, he is the fat pig Master Gong who repairs shoes in Beiling Town that you are familiar with. Now you should get the idea! Why did Master Gong, the fat pig, put you and Ma Yi to death, it was because there was a grudge between the three of you in the past life. Can he not hate you? If you, as a dog, don't pick up Tian Fang's body buried in the mound, the case won't be found, and he may spend his life in peace. Therefore, I advise you not to repay Ma Yi's kindness to you, nor to repay the fat pig Master Gong's bad grievances against you, you don't have a physical body now, what do you care about?

The white dog's divine sense understood a little, and it said, I don't repay the grievances, but the kindness must be repaid. Gratitude should be a virtue, right? Fan Li replied, that's good, but it's not time for you to repay Ma Yi's kindness. He is blessed and weak in this life, even if you beg me to help him make a fortune, he can't bear it, and there is a risk of losing his life. In other words, it hurt him.

The White Dog's consciousness became uneasy. It says, "So how do I repay the favor?"

If you wait for the next life, when he accumulates merit and is reborn in a good land, it will be easy for you to come and ask me to help him get rich, and he will be able to carry his wealth. As the saying goes, virtue is the truth. He is also virtuous now, but if he is not virtuous, he can't carry such a thing as wealth. Fan Li explained.

The white dog's divine sense kept shaking its head, and it said, I agree with Fan Caishen's point of view, but Ma Yi needs help more in this life, and in the next life, he can accumulate merit and virtue, and he has heavenly help, why do you still need me to ask you to help him?

Fan Li stroked a handful of black hair, smiled, and then said: What you said is certainly reasonable, but whether it is heaven and earth help, it must be fate, even if I help him make a small fortune, it needs fate. The white dog's consciousness approached Fan Li, and suddenly jumped up and stretched out a soft and red tongue like a peony to lick Fan Li's fingers, expressing kindness, and then said, Fan Caishen, I met you is also a kind of fate, otherwise, it is difficult to meet......

Fan Li wrapped his hand around: You don't talk too much, I know, let the benefactor named Ma Yi you said make a small fortune!

The white dog's consciousness knowingly barked a few times to show gratitude! He bowed to Fan Li, who had become amiable.

In the real world, it is almost impossible for Ma Yi to make a fortune by picking up rags and pulling carts, so he can only maintain his stomach from starving. That day, he pulled the tattered cart out of Majiazhuang to sell the Beiling Town Scrap Recycling Station for a little money, and met the chubby girl he was familiar with on the way. Because of his low self-esteem, he lowered his head and did not want to look at people, and pulled the cart to the side to let the girl pass. Unexpectedly, the girl did not go over immediately, but stood in front of Ma Yi and said with a smile, Brother Ma, it is difficult for you to save money by collecting rags! Let me introduce you to a thing, the Jintian Brewery near the county seat twenty kilometers south of the village transports beer to recruit people, you go to apply for a look, maybe you can be hired, this is not much better than picking up rags and pulling a car?

Okay, I'll give it a try. Ma Yi was about to start, put the belt strip of the board car on his shoulder, and suddenly said to the girl, Alas, what is your surname? If you care so much about me, let me remember your name! I can't repay you, but I can miss you!

My surname is Zou, you can just call me Xiao Zou. Miss Zou didn't say her name, she felt the need to say her name, and smiled at her. Two good-looking wine vortices appeared on his face with a smile. No matter how good-looking she was, Ma Yi felt that he was not qualified to appreciate her, so he didn't look at it, buried his head, and only said thank you Xiao Zou for pointing me out, and then pulled the head of the board and left without looking back.

Ma Yi's tattered cart was exchanged for 12 yuan, and he was quite satisfied, and planned to pull the empty cart and continue to wander around the neighborhood to pick up the rags. Suddenly remembered what Miss Zou had said, so he walked slowly along the highway with the empty cart to the county seat, and when he walked to the side of the highway with a market town, he was able to pick up some rags and put them on the empty cart. He hopes to keep the empty cart full and not empty, and exchange it for some small money.

Of course, the most important thing now is to apply for a job at Kaneda Brewery. When he arrived at the factory, it was already noon, and the factory gate did post a porter recruitment notice, he looked at it and looked, and felt that he had hope, because the revelation emphasized a sentence: people who are healthy and can bear hardships and stand hard work are welcome to apply. He thought that these two conditions were met, he was not only healthy, but also muscular and energetic, in a local language, he had the strength to beat the bull to death; As for eating hard work, needless to say, he often encounters the wind when he picks up rags, the rain is the rain, and he is not afraid to tan his skin when he encounters the scorching sun.

Ma Yi always felt that he could do this. At noon that day, he parked the cart on the side of the road with shade, sat and waited for two or three hours, and his stomach was a little hungry, not far from the snack bar in front, according to which he could buy a steamed bun or noodles to eat, so as to satisfy his hunger, but he didn't go, he had to wait until the afternoon to apply for a successful job, and then go to buy some food to make a tooth sacrifice, in order to be glad that he had found a new job.

His idea is good, and he is also very confident, when it was time to go to work in the afternoon, Ma Yi saw many employees coming from outside, entering from the door, he also got up and wanted to follow in to find the personnel department of Jintian Brewery to apply for this matter, only to walk to the door of the factory, he saw a young man wearing a green factory uniform and the advertising words "Jintian Beer" printed on it walked out of the door, and tore off the recruitment notice posted on the wall next to the door.

I didn't tear it off all at once, and there were always some marks sticking to the wall, and I was wiping it with a damp rag. Ma Yi walked over, stretched out his hand and patted the young man's shoulder gently: Excuse me, aren't you recruiting porters? How to tear it off again. The young man looked back at him and replied, "It's full, why are you still posting this recruitment notice?" That person came to me, this person came to me, and we rarely explained it, so we just tore it up.

Ma Yi was like a deflated ball, unwilling to vent his anger, so he puffed up his chest and patted it, and asked luckily, I am healthy and young, can you apply for me? I waited here all day. The young man said, "No, it's full, and you wait for noon, even if you wait all day, or for a whole year." Don't say that you are in good health, even if you have three heads and six arms, we can't ask for it.

You're saying it perfectly. Ma Yi dropped this sentence and returned to the board truck with a small amount of garbage that he had parked in the shade of a tree on the side of the road. The roe deer looked left and right, as if he didn't know whether to go, or to rest here for a while, and he didn't have any idea for a while. I smell a foul smell again, where did it come from? I don't know, he looked down and found that he had stepped on a piece of in a green rubber soled sneaker with his left foot, what kind of was it? As soon as you fall into the eye, you know, it's shit.

He hurriedly wiped it vigorously on the ground, it was impossible to wipe it all clean, and he kept muttering in his mouth, stepping on dog shit, he should take shit luck and make a windfall, maybe now let alone make a windfall, he can't make a fortune, come here to apply, want to get a stable job, and the opportunity to make a little fortune is passing by me, let alone trying to make a windfall and make a fortune.