"There are many things you don't know, but let me tell you, I know how to make charcoal. I learned it from my brother-in-law. He knows everything." Wang Ke said proudly.
I learned this from Zhao Lei. After hearing this, Ye Jiang didn't find it strange. Instead, he thought it was a normal operation. "Brother is really amazing. He knows everything."
Wang Ke hummed, "Yes, but my brother-in-law said that if possible, he doesn't want me to know these."
"These were all the ways he used to make money in the past." Wang Ke thought of the past days and his voice deepened.
Ye Jiang knew Zhao Lei quite early, but without knowing him much, he knew that he was not living a very good life, and he didn't know much about him either. When he knew him again later, Zhao Lei already had a job and was earning some extra income.
It can be said that Ye Jiang had never experienced this before, but now after hearing Wang Ke talk about what Zhao Lei knew, he kind of understood why his father said that Zhao Lei's life was not easy before, and how difficult it was.
"The days to come will get better and better." Ye Jiang said dryly.
Wang Ke hummed, "Brother-in-law, we don't have much charcoal at home."
Zhao Lei heard this in the living room and hummed, "Hey, let me make charcoal."
"I was very good at making charcoal in the past. Many people said that the charcoal I made was very durable." Some people are reluctant to talk about their past after they become successful, but Zhao Lei is not such a person.
To him, this was his journey, witnessing all the difficulties he had gone through.
Ye Jiang didn't expect that Zhao Lei would actually bring up the past. Shouldn't he be unwilling to mention it?
Ye Jiang asked this question when he was helping Zhao Lei carry firewood.
"Just because I don't mention it doesn't mean it didn't happen, or that no one knows about it."
"Besides, I was still young at that time, and there weren't many ways to make money. Through this, I could make a lot of money."
"I still remember that in the summer, I burned charcoal, and it was so hot. I especially liked winter at that time, because I didn't need charcoal, and when I burned charcoal, it wouldn't be hot."
"Really, this is all my life experience," Zhao Lei lit the wood, "and now you see there is no charcoal at home. If it were someone else, they would definitely be anxious and think that they can't have hot pot today."
"You'll get irritated and feel unhappy, but you don't need to worry about your family because I'm here." He turned the wood skillfully. "It's just that this piece of firewood is a little small, so the charcoal made from it won't be too strong." Zhao Lei said with regret.
Looking at Zhao Lei who was talking freely, Ye Jiang could be sure that he really did not avoid the past.
"Oh, um, um..." Zhao Lei found that he didn't even know the name of Mr. Lin's son, and usually called him Mr. Lin's son.
"You're talking about Ye Zirui. Today, Xiao Ke and I took Ping An out for a walk, and we saw Mr. Lin and his family rushing out of the house. They said a relative was sick and they had to rush to the hospital."
"We remembered that my sister mentioned that the child was not in good health. If he was not in good health, how could he go to the hospital? I said, if you are at ease, let them leave the child at our house."
When they were about to go to school, Mr. Lin and his family actually went to the hospital. Zhao Lei knew that the other party must have a good relationship with Mr. Lin's family, otherwise they would never rush to the hospital when they were about to go to school.
It's just that Zhao Lei is really worried about leaving their precious son at home with only him. If the boy gets sick, it will be another trouble.
"Mr. Lin said that if the child is not feeling well, they will definitely not make trouble." Ye Jiang whispered, "I just feel sorry for the child."
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