"To pay respects to my parents."
It was Zhao Niangen who suddenly spoke up.
Zhang Shunlin's lips twitched. This fat guy, he spills everything.
I wonder how ruthless this female demon is?
"The Qingming Festival hasn't even arrived yet, and they've already started tomb sweeping?"
“No,” Zhao Niangen said without much thought, “I suddenly wanted to pay my respects to my parents.”
"When did your parents pass away?" Sheng Qian suddenly asked.
Zhao Niangen answered honestly, "When I was twelve years old."
"Oh, judging from your age, you're around twenty. Life must be tough for you."
“It is quite difficult,” Zhao Niangen realized something was wrong and wondered why she was asking such detailed questions.
Sheng Qian stood up. "Let's go."
"Huh?" Zhao Niangen was stunned.
“Go and pay respects to your parents. Where are they?” Sheng Qian glanced at him. “It’s fate that we met. We just happened to run into each other. Let’s offer incense to your parents.”
"Why would a girl like you worship Fatty's parents?"
Zhang Shunlin voiced the question that had been lingering in Zhao Niangen's mind.
Sheng Qian was getting a little impatient. "I was just wandering around this area, and now I've run into a situation where I can't burn incense? We're all from the same town, why are you making such a big deal out of it? Where's the grave? Lead the way."
“Ahead,” Zhao Niangen said, his injuries still aching, and he dared not provoke Sheng Qian, so he quickly led the way.
The grass on the grave mound isn't tall, so he must have come to weed it often; he's a filial son.
Zhang Shunlin helped weed with a small hoe and then wrote words on a wooden sign. It must be said that Zhang Shunlin looked respectable and his handwriting was quite good.
“He can even read,” Sheng Qian glanced at the words he had written.
“I went to junior high school,” Zhang Shunlin wrote, then looked up and saw Zhao Niangen pulling weeds while wiping away tears. He felt a little annoyed and didn’t give Sheng Qian a friendly look. “What exactly do you want?”
“Your theft of my things isn’t over yet,” Sheng Qian glanced at him coolly.
Zhang Shunlin: "..."
"You two are such good young men, why did you have to steal?" Sheng Qian thought the two of them looked quite reliable, but they were incompetent at doing things.
"Do you think we want this? The village committee won't let us work or provide lodging. We can't find work in town either. The village and the town have cut off all our livelihoods. What other way can we go?" Zhang Shunlin said angrily, as if he wanted to pour out all the pent-up frustration in his heart.
Sheng Qian glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, but she wasn't angry.
The slender finger pointed to the tiger's mouth of the high mountain in front, with the mountains on both sides forming an extremely comfortable place to lean against.
This is what is known as a Feng Shui treasure land.
The mountains here aren't completely barren; there's still grass and low trees.
Compared to other high mountains, this area appears much more desolate.
A gentle mountain breeze blew, blowing Sheng Qian's dark hair back, and Zhang Shunlin could faintly smell a delicate fragrance.
Looking at the endless mountain range, Zhang Shunlin's eyes were somewhat lost.
He said he had made up his mind when he decided to leave, but now, looking at these lush green mountains, he felt lost again.
It's uncertain whether he can utilize his skills outside, or whether it will be more difficult for him to move forward than it is here.
“This is the main road. Isn’t this mountain beautiful?” Sheng Qian squinted, her true expression hidden from view.
Zhang Shunlin's lips twitched slightly when he heard her words.
I see mountains every day, but I don't see what's so beautiful about them.
"You want us to go into the mountains?" He's no expert; for him, seclusion is like climbing to heaven.
“We’re heading into the mountains, and I need a few helpers. I think you guys are pretty good,” Sheng Qian looked over. “How about it? Want to stay and help me accomplish my grand plan!”
Zhao Niangen raised his head at the other end of the grave and stared blankly at Sheng Qian.
Zhang Shunlin looked at her as if she were an idiot.
No wonder her family was so eager to get rid of her; it turns out she's mentally unstable.
Zhao Niangen took it seriously, "What grand project are you planning?"
"Mining coal!" Sheng Qian pointed to another area. "That area, I guarantee it's a huge coal mine. If we can mine the coal here, our chance to get rich will come!"
"..." Zhang Shunlin felt that Sheng Qian was ill, and quite seriously so.
"How do we dig? Can we really get rich?" Zhao Niangen was thinking about what Zhang Shunlin had told him: to marry a beautiful wife.
To support a beautiful wife, you need to earn a lot of money.
Seeing Zhao Niangen's eyes light up, Zhang Shunlin poured cold water on her enthusiasm: "She's a woman, talking about making big money. Does she want to start her own business? People who go into business are looked down upon, let alone a woman like her. Where does she get the audacity to say such a thing? Don't make a fool of yourself."
"What, you look down on self-employed individuals too? Let me tell you, in a few years, those who went into business will definitely be living more comfortably than those who were in leadership positions!" Sheng Qian laughed. "Don't you want money?"
Zhang Shunlin fell silent for a moment.
Looking at this confident woman who spoke eloquently, he had a strange thought: if he took a chance, would he get what he wanted?
Who doesn't love money?
With money, anything is possible.
He won't have to live such a tight life anymore, and he won't have to worry about having nowhere to stay on rainy days.
But can this woman really be trusted?
Mining is not something that can be started in a few words.
Zhang Shunlin felt like he was possessed, actually seriously considering the bait that Sheng Qian had thrown out.
"I want money..." Zhao Niangen raised his hand and said softly, his eyes glancing at Zhang Shunlin every now and then.
Zhang Shunlin glared at him.
Sheng Qian smiled, "What I want to do is not just mining; I want to build my own business empire!"
Business empire, what an imposing name.
Zhao Niangen was quite excited after hearing this.
“I, I want to mine, I want to stay…” Zhao Niangen suddenly stood up, looking at Sheng Qian with bright eyes, and said the thought that had been troubling him for a long time.
Zhang Shunlin frowned, thinking that Zhao Niangen was just being impulsive and foolish to believe a few words of slander from this woman.
“You stay here, I’ll leave by myself,” Zhang Shunlin said angrily.
Zhao Niangen pursed his lips and remained silent.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Sheng Qian clapped her hands to lighten the mood: "Aren't you going to ask me where my money comes from, or what my plans are? And where do I intend to start?"
"Yes, what are you going to do?" Zhao Niangen asked.
Sheng Qian looked at Zhang Shunlin and said, "Stay and help me with my work. Forget about the theft."
Zhang Shunlin's lips twitched a few more times. "We didn't get anything, and you even beat us up. The bruises on our bodies haven't faded yet. The theft is settled a long time ago."
Do they really think they're fools?
“If I were to pursue this matter, you’d all be going to jail. You know the newly moved-in Long family, right? They’re from the capital, rich, and have a huge network of connections. That’s my confidence. As long as it benefits their son, they’ll support me unconditionally. How about it, are you tempted?” Sheng Qian was really short-handed, so she had no choice but to bring up the Long family to maintain appearances.
Zhang Shunlin's heart skipped a beat!
He felt that Sheng Qian was right; the Long family was Sheng Qian's source of confidence!
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