Lin Yi took a long time to get two thousand yuan from Yongliang, but Ling Shuang received twenty thousand yuan from Yongliang without any effort.

It also successfully triggered the task progress bar, which soared from 30% to 70% in an instant. Isn’t that infuriating?

Seeing Ling Shuang's calm face, Lin Yi became more and more furious. He wanted to shake Zhao Yongliang's shoulders and ask loudly: "What's wrong with you? She beat you with such a thick stick, but you got hurt, didn't she? Do you have Stockholm syndrome? Huh?!"

He even regretted transferring to this group. Wasn't it refreshing enough to be in the "scumbag" group, calling the shots? Or perhaps doing research in the elite group would suit him better. Why bother trying to be so carefree to appease the child?

The performance evaluation of this breeding team may just depend on luck.

Ling Shuang took the bundle of money into the room with a smug look on her face and threw it on the windowsill. She looked at Lin Yi's face that was filled with resentment and said, "I've decided. I'll start treating Yongliang around the Spring Festival."

Lin Yi raised his eyelids and snorted coldly, then forced a fake smile, clapped his hands and shook his head and said: "Oh my, this is really cause for celebration, it has to be our team leader Ling, he can do anything, especially picking up the first prize for the leak." The slaps were loud.

Ling Shuang was in a good mood. Seeing his sarcasm, he didn't bother with him and said in a cheerful tone: "Picking up a bargain? You can say that. It shows that I'm lucky. Luck is also a part of strength. Ha~".

After saying that, she shook her wavy hair and gave him a charming wink and an eye roll.

Lin Yi was so angry that he was speechless. Look how proud you are. I can also cure diseases!

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When Zhao Yongliang returned to the room, Yongming and Yongguang were huddled together reading a martial arts novel. Seeing Yongliang's return, the two brothers consciously took the books to the main room. Unexpectedly, Yongliang stopped them and said, "There are too many mosquitoes in the main room. You can read in our room. I'm a deep sleeper and you won't disturb me."

Oh wow, Yongming and Yongguang looked at each other in surprise. Ever since they came to the county, the two brothers have been obsessed with Jin Yong's novels. They have no time to read during the day and can only read for a while at night when they get home from work. Because of this, Daliang often gave them a cold shoulder and he hardly spoke to them in the past half month. What happened today?

Daliangza: I was busy...

Yongliang took out his small account book and carefully recorded today's income and expenditure with a pen. Yongming and Yongguang stopped reading and stared at Yongliang curiously: "Yongliang, you have lost a lot of weight."

Yongguang agreed: "Yeah, his skin color is almost as bad as my brother's when he was carrying bags at the feed station."

Yongliang grinned at them without saying a word, and kept writing.

Yongguang didn't care and said to himself, "You get up at five in the morning and work at six in the night every day. Can your body handle it?"

Yongliang said casually: "It's okay."

Yongguang curled his lips: "Not bad? If you ask me, you should take it easy. Take a couple of days off when you need to rest. You can never make enough money. Hey -" He raised his eyebrows mischievously: "You make a lot of money from this business, right?"

Yongliang looked up at him and chuckled, "It's okay."

As if noticing his perfunctory attitude, Yongguang frowned in dissatisfaction:

If I don’t tell him, won’t he know?

I'm not borrowing money from you, why are you so angry?

I made money this month, but I didn’t tell you!

Yongliang remembered the last time the two brothers carried him home from the dry well outside the village. He hadn't thanked them properly yet, so he stuffed the account book into his shoulder bag that he always carried with him and said to them, "Last time, I fainted and had a fever in the well, and it was thanks to you two that you brought me back. I haven't thanked you yet. Thank you, third brother and fourth brother."

The two brothers were even more uncomfortable. What was going on? How could this guy say thank you?

Yongliang pretended not to notice the exchange of glances between the two and continued, "My business is always open, unless the weather is bad. If it rains one day soon, I'll treat you two to a meal."

Yongming touched the back of his head embarrassedly: "What's the matter, we are all brothers, no need to be polite."

Yongguang also said: "Xiao Ming is right. We are all grandsons of the same grandfather. There is no one closer than this. You are welcome."

Yongliang nodded and said nothing more, but he made up his mind that next time the weather was bad, he would treat everyone. He also found that saying thank you was not that difficult.

What about an apology? Well... let's wait until Yongqiang and Yongfang return.

After these words, the atmosphere between the three brothers became much more harmonious. They no longer thought about the plot of the novel. They turned off the lights and lay on the bed, chatting one after another.

Yongliang suddenly said, "You two have a lot of people coming and going in your barber shop. Please help me find out if there are any houses for sale."

Yongming turned over and asked, "You want to buy a house?"

Yongliang: "If you find a suitable one, just buy one." It is a foolish thing to only know how to make money but not how to spend it.

Yongming was envious: "It seems that your business is really profitable. Of course, our hair salon business is not bad either."

Yongguang said from the other side: "To buy a house, you have to go to the Housing Management Office or the street office. There is a lot of information there, and we will keep an eye on it for you."

The three of them chatted for a while. Yongliang had not had an easy day, and gradually, he began to snore.

Yongming lowered his voice and said to Yongguang, "Third brother, let's save money and buy a house in this county town. Then we can marry a city girl and have a bunch of kids, and we'll all be city dwellers."

Yongguang said softly "hmm".

The room gradually fell into silence.

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Perhaps it was because he experienced for the first time that giving is more joyful than receiving, or perhaps it was because he had calmed down and his relationship with his cousins ​​had broken the ice, Zhao Yongliang got up late the next day.

The market he planned to go to today was quite far away. Since it was too late, it would be okay to take a day off. Besides, he had something on his mind, so he might as well go and do it today.

He didn't tell anyone, didn't ride a tricycle, and just walked out of the house.

As mentioned before, this county town is not big and the county hospital is not far from his home. A normal person can walk to this distance in about ten minutes, but since he has poor legs and feet, it will take him about twenty minutes to walk there.

The county hospital is not big and the equipment is very simple. As expected, the doctor said that they cannot treat this disease here.

But when I heard that his disease was not congenital but was caused by untimely treatment of a fever in childhood, I suggested that he go to the provincial capital, or even go to a large hospital in Beijing or Shanghai to see an expert, saying that the doctors there might have a solution.

Zhao Yongliang limped out of the hospital. He was mentally prepared, so although he returned disappointed, he looked calm and not at all depressed.

The doctor's advice was exactly what he had in mind. After he saved some more money, he would go to a big hospital in Beijing next year.