Chen Xiaojing pointed at the egg in Wang Peng's hand and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Mengjiao's dad owns three chicken farms, two broiler farms and one egg farm. You're delivering eggs to their farm? Oh my god, that's hilarious..."
"What's so funny?" Wang Peng also wanted to laugh. Giving eggs to the owner of a chicken farm was truly hilarious.
"Pengdi and Xiaojing go ahead, I won't go," Li Fang said. "I'll stay home and steam tomorrow's rice."
Wang Peng nodded, carrying the Jianlibao cigarettes, and followed Chen Xiaojing to the Li family's house.
The Li family's house is a two-story villa covered with white tiles, and a Santana sedan is parked in the yard.
"Wang Peng? What brings you here?" a young man in a worn-out Zhongshan suit asked.
"Brother Erzhu?" Wang Peng greeted him hurriedly, "You, you're the manager of this chicken farm?"
“Yes, this is my boss’s house,” Wang Erzhu said with a smile.
He is from Wangcun and is Wang Peng's childhood friend. He went to work at a chicken farm after graduating from elementary school and now earns 400 yuan a month.
In Ping'an County, 400 yuan is an extremely high salary, while the homeroom teacher Chen Qingshu only earns 300 yuan.
At this moment, Li Mengjiao's parents and Li Mengjiao came out of the main room.
Chen Xiaojing ran over and hugged Li Mengjiao's arm.
"Second Uncle, Aunt, Mengjiao explained many difficult problems to Wang Peng."
"It's all thanks to Mengjiao that Wang was able to stay in the honors class."
He felt bad about it and came here specifically to express his gratitude.
Wang Peng stepped forward carrying a bottle of Jianlibao (a type of Chinese liquor). "Hello, uncles and aunties, my name is Wang Peng."
"Hello, classmate." Li Longfei smiled.
He recognized Wang Peng; he was the fried rice guy who was very close to his beloved daughter.
Should we dig a hole and bury someone tonight?
At the same time, Wang Peng also thought of a major event that concerned the fate of Li Mengjiao's entire family.
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