Liu Fugui understood instantly. It seemed that he would have a good time. After such a long time, Wang Jianshe’s illness should be cured, right?

Wang Jianshe saw that Liu Fugui didn't answer, and asked quickly: "Uncle Liu, are you going to the state-owned restaurant? If not, I can tell my dad."

"Go, of course you should go, your father must have something good to tell me, otherwise, he wouldn't have come to me during the New Year.

Eat more, because you will have to work hard later. Take me to the state-owned restaurant to find your father."

"Uncle, it's not hard. It's just running errands. I'm the best at it."

Wang Jianshe finished eating all the dumplings before stopping and saying awkwardly, "I'm sorry, it's just that the dumplings my aunt made were so delicious that I couldn't resist."

After Wang Jianshe finished speaking, he touched his head pretending to be embarrassed and buried his head.

Liu Fugui was heartbroken, thinking that Wang Jianshe must be starving: "Jianshe, it's okay, I also know that your mother's cooking is dark food. She asked me to go to your house for dinner, but your father stopped me every time.

I also sympathize with you and your father. When you are hungry in the future, come to my house for dinner. The food your aunt cooks is much better than that in state-owned restaurants.

Her ancestors were royal chefs. When I married her, I was captivated by her cooking skills. Just thinking about being able to eat such delicious meals every day makes me happy and motivated to go to work."

"You old fool, what are you saying in front of the child? Jianshe is still young, please don't lead him astray.

Jianshe, if you're hungry, come to my aunt's house for dinner. I'm always cooking at home, and your uncle always comes back for dinner too."

"Thank you, Auntie. I will come when I have time. After all, I am really happy to eat the food you cook.

Uncle, let’s go to the state-owned restaurant. My dad should be waiting for me. I also want to go to the state-owned restaurant to drink soy milk.”

"Let's go. It's good to be young. You can eat so many dumplings and still drink soy milk. Uncle will treat you to soy milk later. I will definitely let you drink as much as you want."

"Thank you, uncle. I like soy milk the most. I can drink a lot of it."

As soon as they left Liu Fugui's house, Wang Jianshe asked, "Where are you going? The guesthouse won't be open today. Everyone's celebrating the New Year and not working."

“It’s okay, let’s go directly to my office. No one will come and disturb us anyway.

It's so exciting in the office, even better than in the guesthouse. Let's go! If you want some soy milk, hurry up. We've saved some for you."

"Hmph, you bad guy, you're deliberately bullying me. I came to you during the New Year, and you didn't even bother to show some respect. You know I don't have any money, and I don't earn many work points."

Liu Fugui took out his wallet from his pocket and gave a bundle of big black tens to Wang Jianshe.

"Take it, follow me, as long as you are obedient, there will be many benefits."

Wang Jianshe took it and quickly put it in his bag.

"Thank you, uncle. I will listen to you and serve you well. Uncle, please give me some more tickets. I am too small to buy things on the black market."

Liu Fugui looked at Wang Jianshe lovingly and handed him another bundle of bills.

"Let's go, little goblin. I'll see how you perform later. Will your illness heal?"

"He's not sick at all. He just picked up manure last time and didn't wash it clean."

"Well, once I feel better, you don't have to carry manure anymore. I'll find you an easier job."

"Thank you, uncle. I will definitely work hard."

Liu Fugui opened the office door, went in, and then locked the door from the inside.

"Little goblin, why call me uncle? Just call me daddy."

"Dad, let me help you take off your clothes first."

Liu Fugui sat on a stool, waiting for Wang Jianshe's service, but as soon as Wang Jianshe touched him, a foul smell immediately came out and Liu Fugui vomited on the spot.

Liu Fugui pushed Wang Jianshe away: "Damn it, you said you're not sick, are you trying to harm me? You're trying to pass the disease on to me, get out of here, and don't come to me again. If you come to me every time, I'll beat you up."

Wang Jianshe looked at the angry man and ran away with his bag.

I ran a long way before I stopped and smelled my hands. The smell was gone.

Wang Jianshe also thought that he must be sick and could not touch others. If he touched others, he would emit a foul smell. Could it be the sequelae of falling into the cesspool?

No, he needs to go to the hospital and get his illness cured. But today is New Year's Eve, the hospital is closed and he can't see a doctor.

Wang Jianshe touched his bag and laughed, happily comforting himself that it was not a wrong thing to come here. Although he was scolded, he still got 100 yuan and ate dumplings.

Liu Fugui is really rich. He didn't ask for the 100 yuan I gave him last time even though he didn't do anything for me.

It seems that Liu Fugui really likes him. He must go to the hospital to get cured and rely on Liu Fugui to get a place to return to the city.

Wang Jianshe happily went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. With money and tickets, he finally didn't have to go to the black market to buy things.

Wang Jianshe bought a lot of things, put them in his bag, and ate them quietly. He had a good year and a good life.