Who wouldn't want to earn money without leaving home?

Now everyone in the village knows that Song Wenjun is generous, Li Yuhua helps her feed the chickens, ducks and pigs, and has an income of ten yuan a month.

Wang Cui'e was ridiculed, her face couldn't hold it, and the scolding was annoying.

Afraid that she would block everyone's way to get rich, a few women who were not afraid of things dragged her aside and told her to shut up.

"If there's anything else you want to ask, just ask."

One of them, with calloused hands, raised his hand.

"Niece and daughter-in-law, how much can you give?"

"Old grandson, didn't you hear her say that she wanted to take an exam? Do you write your own name? ”

was targeted, Wang Cui'e was angry, and couldn't help but shoot at the lonely old man Sun Yu'an.

The old man rolled his eyes at her, "I can't write names, but I can build houses." ”

He has been a mason all his life, because he is old, the construction team does not like him, there is no fishing boat at home, just a few acres of thin land, there is no harvest in a disaster year, if you sell seafood, the sea goods are not worth much, you can only find a way to make money and support yourself.

"Uncle, if you meet my recruitment requirements, let's take care of a meal at noon according to the price of the big workers outside."

Everyone talked a lot, it would be great if this was the case, go out to work, no one will take care of three meals a day, and you have to find a way to live.

The old grandson said that he used to go out to build houses for people, and the coffins of the dead lived.

Earn money right on your doorstep, and everyone wants to give it a try.

Everyone was enthusiastic, and they wanted to recruit workers tomorrow, but seeing that no one was willing to leave, Song Wenjun had to let them line up under the tree at the door.

Seeing that she took out a spatula that could only be used by a bricklayer, Wang Cui'e sharpened her back molars and said hatefully, "Old grandson, you can take advantage of the old man, my family Wenjun has a good heart, otherwise where would you find such a good thing?" ”

The old grandson looked at her, this old lady was talking confused, and she was lazy to take care of her.

"Okay, if you want to build me a house now, come to me and get a piece of paper, you can do whatever I say, if you don't do it right, I'm sorry, I don't need you, don't be angry."

What do you mean? The people in the village were confused.

Wen Nengwu, who had just gotten off the boat last night, was standing behind the crowd, and his father was swept off his hat by Lu Yunting, and the whole island was spread.

At first, everyone listened to it as a joke, Lu Yunting was not as famous as Song Wenhao, and many people didn't know who he was.

But later, a big-character poster was posted on the publicity wall of the township government, the content of which was Wen Chunsheng's dismissal.

Some words changed their flavor when they came and went, and Lu Yunting said that he was superb, saying that he could control everyone's life and death, and if anyone didn't like him, he would throw him into the sea to feed the fish.

Wen Nengwu sneered, he has really lost his eyes over the years, he knew that Lu Yunting had these two brushes, and he should have ...... that year

The evil thought flashed by, how can there be regret medicine in the world? Besides, even if he wanted to kill Lu Yunting, his younger brother Wen Nengwen probably wouldn't agree.

Damn, the second chair of a man or a woman is a man or a woman, and he has lost all his face.

There is also this Song Wenjun, not to mention a thing, the whole village is talking about how she got her fortune behind her back, but no one is at a loss, and she doesn't know where her fortune comes from.

Now she is building a house with great fanfare, just to give his Wen family eye medicine, and if she doesn't steam steamed buns, she has to fight for breath, wait, he won't give up.