Under the cover of night, all kinds of unknown dangers seem to be lurking in the darkness.

Yang Bin walked out of the village alone in the darkness and headed straight up the mountain. At this time, deep in the mountains, there was a place that looked like a farm, but it was brightly lit.

"Yang Bin, why are you so late tonight? Did something happen? Did someone notice you?"

The third brother had been pacing anxiously at the door. After all, according to common sense, Yang Bin should have arrived long ago, but he didn't expect that he hadn't arrived so late today. When he saw Yang Bin, he hurried to greet him.

"Well, something urgent happened at home and delayed me." Yang Bin walked past him and quickened his pace to the closet next to him.

"I told you not to worry about Brother Bin. He's so strong, nothing can happen to him. You should worry about yourself who keeps shaking when walking on the mountain road at night." A man teased the third brother.

"Go, go, go." The third brother spat and quickly followed Yang Bin, saying to him, "We need pigs today."

Yang Bin, who was changing his clothes, paused and asked, "Can we trade on the black market again?"

"It's loosened up a bit, but it's still not enough. It's for people with connections in town."

At this point, the third brother raised his peach blossom eyes and said lazily, "Actually, it doesn't matter if the black market is closed. If it is opened, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it. Otherwise, I will take the big orders from the eldest brother, and I can sell ten every time."

Yang Bin changed his clothes, turned around and said to him, "Then take the boss's order."

The third brother was surprised: "Are you crazy? How can you handle this? Not to mention the people who raise pigs down there, just you, you have to come here every night to kill pigs and carry them, it's dirty and tiring, what's the point?"

This pig farm was run by Yang Bin and Lao San. They hired some people to work here every day. Yang Bin was responsible for slaughtering pigs and shipping the goods, while Lao San was responsible for transporting the goods.

But this place was secretly built deep in the mountains. Not only was the environment very simple, but because of slaughtering pigs, there was dirty black dirt and a pungent smell everywhere.

"For the money." Yang Bin answered indifferently, closed the closet door, and went in to work.

The third brother, who didn't have the courage to watch the pig being slaughtered, didn't go in and just waited outside. Only when Yang Bin came out carrying the slaughtered pig did he have the chance to continue complaining.

"You've earned thousands of dollars, which should be enough for many years, right? Why do you still have to work so hard?"

If Yang Bin had not suddenly taken over the pig farm a few days ago, the third brother would never have participated in this dirty and tiring business. No matter how much money he could make, he did not want to suffer such hardship, so he didn't understand.

"I'm different from you. I have a family." Yang Bin put the pig on the car, turned around and raised the corners of his lips.

"Fuck, it's just that you have a girlfriend, why are you showing off?" The third brother said with disdain.

"She's my engaged fiancée. I'll propose the day after tomorrow, and we'll get married next year. Then you can call me sister-in-law." While Yang Bin was speaking, he walked in again.

The third brother's peach blossom eyes were full of astonishment. Driven by curiosity, he didn't care about the dirt and quickly followed Yang Bin into the pig-slaughtering room.

As soon as he stepped in, he was smoked out again.

In order to avoid the loud noises when slaughtering pigs and attracting people, the slaughtering rooms are sealed. You can imagine the smell.

But Yang Bin didn't even frown and continued to carry the pig out.

The third brother pinched his nose and said, "Brother Bin, how can you stand this butcher house?"

Yang Bin carried the last pig to the car and said to the third child, "Come to my house for dinner the day after tomorrow."

The third brother had a lot more to ask, but Yang Bin didn't give him the chance. He just left this question and went to take a shower.

This is what Yang Bin does every night after work. He must wash off the smell of blood on his body before going home.

The third brother was in a hurry to deliver the goods, so he had to keep all the questions in his mind to himself and ask them the day after tomorrow.

After returning home, Yang Bin climbed over the wall silently. When he walked through the hall, he found that Yang's mother was sitting on the throne in the dark.

Seeing Yang Bin, Yang's mother asked coldly, "Where have you been?"

Yang Bin looked back, pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't want to lie to his mother, and he couldn't.

Mother Yang slammed the table and stood up, "Kneel down."

Song Ruan tossed and turned in bed.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m not used to leaving home, or because of what Yang Bin said tonight, or because of the faint scent of grass in the room.

She had insomnia anyway.

Suddenly, she heard voices outside. Since she couldn't sleep anyway, she simply put on a coat, opened the door and went out.

In the hall, Yang Bin knelt straight on the ground and said in a quiet voice: "Mom, I have nothing now, and I don't want to be short of money anymore."

Mother Yang's eyes turned red with anger. "Don't you remember how your father died? Is money a good thing? It harms people."

Yang Bin looked up and said calmly, "Mom, money is a good thing. What's bad is the human heart and this era."

Yang's mother turned a deaf ear to him and said, "I don't care. I just want everyone to be safe. Bin, promise me that you won't get involved in those reselling things, okay?"

Yang Bin pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yang's mother was furious and grabbed the wooden stick nearby and hit him with it.

The wooden stick hit his back, making a crisp sound, but Yang Bin didn't even frown or dodge, he just took it.