The woman chuckled and said, "Give him another pack of cigarettes!"
“That’s right!”
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In the next store, the phone kept ringing.
"Dad! Mom! You know how to do the math! You farm the land yourself, work hard all year round, and earn very little money! Now you hand it over to Murakami, and collect rent every year. When you have free time, you can help with odd jobs, earning tens of thousands a day. It's easy and you earn more than before! You idiots won't do that!"
"Old man! Murakami is right to use the machine. No matter how capable a person is, he is no match for a machine. If Murakami can really use a machine, it will be much better than digging with a hoe. How can it possibly damage the soil?"
"Oh, don't be afraid just because you haven't seen it. There are many things in this world that you haven't seen! I'm in Minzhou, and I heard from my co-workers that their village also did this. It's not a bad thing. You have to promise the village. Do you hear me?"
The shop owner was cracking melon seeds while listening to the people who finally agreed to the offer. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Damn it! The brains of these people who have read books are different!
"Old man! I want to eat a pack of instant noodles!"
Just as he was thinking about it, his fat son who was still in the third grade of elementary school ran over and stretched out his hand to open the cabinet. A chestnut fell from the sky, "Eat, eat, eat! What do you know how to eat all day? There's nothing left after reading books! There's nothing left after finishing homework!"
The little fat boy covered his head with his hands, looking aggrieved, "Today is Saturday!"
"You're not going to study on Saturday? I'm telling you, if you don't get 100... 80... or anything like that in your exam this semester, I'll break your legs!"
"Stop eating instant noodles and go study!"
......
There was a lot of activity at the store, but the villagers' homes were still as quiet as usual.
The woman in black looked at her husband sitting under the eaves smoking again, pursed her lips, and just as she went into the kitchen to prepare food, she heard a familiar laugh coming from the door.
She wiped her hands on her apron quickly, stretched her head out to take a look, and immediately smiled at the person who came, "Uncle, you're here!"
A middle-aged man smiled and shook the plastic bag in his hand, "Brother's wife, pick up the wine glasses and chopsticks!"
The woman laughed, stepped forward to take the bag and started to put it on the plate.
The man took one look at the man who was still smoking and gave him a light kick. "You claw! (What's wrong?) You're not welcome, get out of here!"
The man looked at his uncle speechlessly. Of course he knew what the other party was here for, but with the clan relationship in the countryside, if he didn't dare to stand up today, his spine would be broken.
So, naturally, he was unable to ask for too much from Murakami Shizi, nor was he able to act as the troublemaker. He was completely convinced by his uncle's emotional appeal and logical (physics) explanation.
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