With the rapid development of the southern economy, the trend of going into business is becoming more and more intense. If it weren't for the factory run by Song Chen in Qingshui Town, many people in their town would have gone out to work.
Many rural people are going out for the first time, and many of them don’t even know how to read. The city people can get them into pyramid schemes with just a few words.
Li Dafeng and his gang haven't been back for several years. They probably joined a pyramid scheme.
"I don't know if he can come back home in this life." Li Dayu said to himself.
He felt a little disappointed with this younger brother, but what could he do? He couldn't read a single word, so where could he find someone?
Song Chen could only comfort him by saying, "You will see him."
By noon, they had already traveled half the distance. After they had lunch, Li Dayu took over driving while Song Chen rested.
"Brother Chen, the buns steamed by your mother-in-law are really delicious. They taste better than those bought from a bun shop." Li Dayu ate a bun made by Song Chen, and the taste was so unforgettable.
He added: "Why don't you just let Auntie open a bun shop? There will definitely be a lot of people buying them."
Song Chen: "Goodbye, running a shop is too busy and my family can't help."
She wasn't afraid of being laughed at when she said this, but the money her family earned was enough for them to get by, and Li Xianglian didn't need to come out and mess around anymore. Besides, doing laundry and cooking for everyone every day was enough to keep her busy.
Li Dayu said: "Ask someone for help, just like you opened a brick factory."
Song Chen: "The craftsmanship required to run a bun shop is different from running a brick factory. Do you think anyone can make buns as delicious as hers?"
Okay, Li Dayu, shut up for now.
Song Chen closed his eyes and rested, sleeping until sunset.
"Brother Chen, wake up, we're here." Li Dayu shook him.
Song Chen had just had a beautiful dream and his mind was still confused when he was woken up.
He grabbed the kettle and took a big gulp. After he came to his senses, he pushed open the car door and got out.
He has been cooperating with this real estate company for a long time. They exchange money for goods and both parties expressed that the cooperation was pleasant.
Song Chen was about to go do something, so he told Li Dayu, "Walk around the city for a while and buy whatever you want. If you don't have anything to buy, you can just sit on the chair over there and rest. I'll come find you in two hours and we'll go home together."
Li Dayu was a little timid in this unfamiliar place, "Brother Chen, what are you going to do? If you don't go back now, we may not get home until the middle of the night."
Song Chen: "I have something to do, so I can't take care of you. We'll gather here soon."
Li Dayu is a grown man after all. Since Song Chen said so, he can't just be a pendant on someone else's belt.
"Okay, go ahead. I'll go to the street and see if there's a skirt that's suitable for my wife and bring her one back."
His wife knew that they were coming to the city to deliver goods today, so she came to their house a few days ago and asked him to bring her a beautiful dress.
"Okay, go ahead."
Song Chen brought two boxes of fruit for himself, went to the department store to buy cigarettes and alcohol, and finally went to the vegetable market to buy a pork leg.
In this era, such gifts are considered to be of utmost importance. Song Chen wanted to ask someone to do something for him, so he naturally couldn't be stingy.
I found out the family's address early on and rushed there with my things.
"Dong Dong Dong"
"Who are you looking for?" the middle-aged woman with slightly curly hair opened the door and asked.
"Excuse me, are you from Ni Chunmei and Lan Tianyun's family?" Song Chen smiled gently.
"I am Ni Chunmei. What can I do for you?" The woman obviously did not know the young man in front of her. She looked Song Chen up and down and said.
Song Chen: "I'm from Aunt Lan Chaodi's village. My name is Song Chen. My wife has a problem with her legs. Aunt Lan told me that your family found a skilled Chinese medicine doctor in Shanghai and healed her legs after acupuncture. I'm here to find out which clinic in Shanghai you can find that doctor."
"Is that so? Come in." Ni Chunmei's expression softened a lot.
Now she and her husband Lan Tianyun are the only ones at home.
Song Chen greeted the man sitting on the sofa massaging his legs, and then placed all the gifts on their table.
Ni Chunmei brought him a stool and poured him a glass of water. Song Chen took it and thanked her before getting down to business:
"Uncle, how do you feel now? Can you walk?"
Lan Tianyun is a thin man. Perhaps this success brought a smile to his usually gloomy face.
"I can stand up on my own and walk a step or two. The doctor said I will be fully recovered in less than a month."
As he spoke, he stood up and took two steps for Song Chen to see.
"Congratulations." Song Chen smiled and said, "Uncle, can I ask a few offensive questions?"
Lan Tianyun is now completely different from before. He is very patient in dealing with Song Chen's problems. What seemed to be very unacceptable before is no big deal now.
"Ask me, and I'll tell you everything I know."
Ni Chunmei also said: "After accompanying him for so many years, I know everything he doesn't know."
Song Chen: "Uncle, what caused your paralysis before?"
"I used to work on a construction site. I accidentally fell off a scaffold and became paralyzed. I'm not happy with what you said. I've thought about committing suicide thousands of times. Fortunately, I have Chunmei, otherwise you would only be talking to a pile of graves now."
Once your mind becomes open, you can even laugh at yourself.
Song Chen: "So, how many years have you been paralyzed?"
Ni Chunmei quickly answered: "Five years, six months and three days."
She remembers clearly the hard times of those years.
Song Chen saw that he agreed to lift up his trouser legs and looked at the current condition of his legs.
Lin Lu's muscle atrophy is similar to his.
After exchanging a few more questions and getting the address of the Chinese medicine doctor, Song Chen finally asked, "Does the needle hurt?"
Lin Lu is a person who cannot tolerate pain.
Lan Tiantian only said: "It's not even one ten-thousandth as painful as being confined to a wheelchair."
A bird with broken wings would rather endure thousands of hammers and chisels than return to the sky.
Ni Chunmei finally understood, "You are a man who loves his wife."
While Lin Lu was away, Song Chen spoke without restraint: "My wife and I have been engaged since childhood. If I don't love her, who will?"
In order to take care of her husband, Ni Chunmei has had few opportunities to gossip with outsiders over the years. Song Chen's words really cheered her up.
"Child marriage, you are a good boy."
Song Chen: "It's also thanks to my mother-in-law and father-in-law who think highly of me."
Lan Tianyun: "That girl must be a good person to be treated like this by you."
Song Chen changed his usual quiet personality and praised Lin Lu to the heavens and the earth for the past two hours.
"I really want to meet her. Is it really that exaggerated?" Ni Chunmei said with a smile.
Song Chen: "When her leg is healed, I'll bring her here to thank you two."
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