"You, what do you know?" The man hid his face and wept, and looked at her angrily.

It's nice to say, the dock carrying and the shop guys, which is not a tight job, is more difficult than climbing to the sky to get a decent job with his tattered appearance.

Such a good job, I can't think of falling on him, what he says is good, and who knows the bitterness in his heart.

"If you don't try, you will find it difficult, you will naturally only have to do some tricks and abductions, once beaten, twice beaten, this time when you meet the old pile uncle is a kind-hearted kick you twice, it will be a matter, if you meet a bad speaker next time, I am afraid that half of your life will be lost."

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at him, a little speechless, difficult, what is not difficult in this world? Farming, studying, and doing business, which thing does not require ten times and a hundred times the effort to get a reward, and if you don't pay, you want to prostitute for nothing, how can there be such a good thing.

"I've said everything I need to say, it's up to you to do it, but you're also a good citizen, no matter how you say it, it's not as difficult as a lowly person."

She persuaded him, and immediately got into the ox cart with Wen Zhuqing.

"Hey! Uncle Zhuan, you can't leave yet, didn't you say you were leaving? Why are you still chattering? Liu Zhaodi shouted anxiously with her hands in the shape of a trumpet.

Uncle Lao Zhu was shouted violently, and immediately climbed on the back of the cow in response to the sentence, and before leaving, he looked deeply at the man who was lying on the ground and secretly sad, and sighed heavily.

Jiang Zhimiao originally didn't want to care about this matter, but as soon as she saw the person's self-defeating and complaining appearance, she thought of her eldest brother Jiang Mingzhu, who is also a person in prison, and is still a lowly person, he can go to the town to be a buddy, and there is nothing in this world that he can't do as a good citizen.

His conditions are already much better than those of lowly people like them, if he doesn't save himself, there is only one way to go, and in the end, he may lose his life.

Uncle Lao Zhu remembered in his heart that he had boasted about Haikou before, and he would return the money if he didn't arrive on time, and when he got into the car, he was about to throw out the whip, and with the wailing of the old cow one after another, he finally arrived in the town when the morning market opened.

There is a bad thing about the roads in the countryside, that is, they are bumpy, and it is better for the ox cart to drive at a constant speed, and as soon as it speeds up, some people immediately can't stand it.

After getting out of the car, the stomach couldn't stop souring, and the vomiting sound was one after another, and everyone wailed, "Gloss~ If you want you to be on time, you don't have to fight so hard, vomit~ It's uncomfortable for me to die." ”

Uncle Lao Zhu scratched his head in a daze, and said with a smile: "Uncle, isn't Uncle also kind, isn't it that I remember that you are in a hurry, so I am in a hurry, and you also know Uncle's skills, there will be no next time." ”

He smiled honestly, and said in the face of their complaints, he burst into tears in his heart, it was too difficult, it was really too difficult, it was too late to be said, and he had to be said again if he caught up, he was really too difficult.

Liu Zhaodi wiped the sour water from her mouth, and said indignantly: "Next time, if you don't want money to invite me to sit, I won't sit, I will vomit out all the food in the early morning, if it weren't for the sake of us being old acquaintances, I wouldn't let you have a good time." ”

When the words fell, she snorted heavily, ignored Uncle Zhuan's apology, and twisted her waist and walked towards the street.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also scattered, but the round-faced woman from before calmed down the sour breath in her stomach and comforted Uncle Zhu with a smile.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't feel anything, one was that they hadn't eaten and there was nothing in their stomachs to vomit, and the other was that they had experienced more thrilling things than this in the past few days of exile, and in comparison, it was not a big deal to take a fast train.

Uncle Lao Zhu was counted down, and as soon as he came to his senses, he saw that Jiang Zhimiao was leaving, and he was shocked, and immediately jumped off the back of the cow and shouted: "Stop, stop, I haven't given you the money yet." ”

Jiang Zhimiao was stunned, only to see him leading the cow to her and taking out two coins from his pocket with a smile, "Here, as I said before, these two coins will be given to you." ”

Uncle Lao Zhu smiled, even the folds on his face smiled, "Here, my old pile is a good talker, from now on, as long as you come to take the car, I won't charge money." He stuffed the money into Jiang Zhimiao's arms and said with a smile.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at him with a sincere look, and immediately accepted it, "Okay, then thank you uncle." She replied with a smile, and immediately led her family out into the street under his grateful gaze.

Taking a car to town is not as convenient as your own cart, and the time to go back is dead, which means that you have to gather at the door at the latest, and if you miss it, you can only walk back or set a car back.

People who choose to take the ox cart on the set are to save money, the car is not cost-effective, if there is really a missed time to go home, most of them are in the town to find a place to fool around for a night, the summer is good to say, now this cold winter wax moon, it is really not easy to fool.

Therefore, when Uncle Lao Zhu explained the time, everyone nodded one after another, promising that they would gather at the door as soon as Shen Shi arrived.

After calculating the remaining hours in his heart, Jiang Zhimiao took them to the old couple's wonton shop and asked for a bowl of wontons.

It's cold, and it stands to reason that the business of the wonton shop should be good, but when Jiang Zhimiao and his party went, except for a few people, there were a lot of vacant seats left in the shop.

Even the faces of the kind old couple in the past were a little sad, and after listening to a few mouths, she understood the reason.

The price of wontons is not low, although the ingredients are solid but there are not many people who are willing to spend money, when it has not snowed before, there are many guests from the south to the north, and many people are willing to spend this money to try it, but as it is getting colder and colder today, no one is on the set, and the business is naturally much colder.

Jiang Zhimiao's line of seven or eight people is the largest business that the wonton shop has received since the snow.

Seeing this, the old couple had more smiling faces on their faces, and one more bowl was given away, looking at the extra wontons in their own bowls, Jiang Zhimiao's heart warmed, and he smiled gratefully at them.

The broth simmered from the pork bones has a unique flavor, and before it enters the mouth, it smells an extremely tempting aroma, and the fragrant person unconsciously swallows his saliva, his eyes widen, and stares directly at the wontons in the bowl.

The wonton skin is thin and meaty, the soup is shiny, a little green onion garnish, green and white, instantly aroused everyone's appetite, and after the wonton was cold, everyone gobbled it up.

Jiang Zhimiao brought the wontons back when she came to the market before, but this wonton was only freshly cooked, and the taste was not as fresh as the one that had just come out of the pot after a long time.

Mingzhu Minghuai has taken them to eat, it is her mother, she has been here for so many days, this is the first time she has taken her to the wonton shop to eat fresh wontons that have just come out of the pot.