If he wants to be worthy of her, besides money, he needs to improve a lot, the first of which is knowledge.
He didn't sleep all night and it started raining in the morning. He packed up his textbooks, put them back in the box, and went out to see Jiang Xiaotao off. Unexpectedly, he met her again.
She was still angry with herself, her face puffed up like a bloated frog.
On the way back, Jiang He was thinking about how to make money, and make more money.
While Jiang He was thinking about making money, Li Dazhu from the same village was at home throwing bowls and throwing a tantrum.
"Damn Wang Yue'e, doesn't she know that Mu Ruanruan is mine? She keeps taking things from others. I know she's after Ruanruan's 20 kilograms of meat, but she refuses to admit it. Now, she's even taken the bacon. That's all mine, and it will be mine sooner or later!"
"I'm eating coarse food at home, but she's eating fruit, meat, and bacon. I don't know how much she'll get in the future. How shameless!"
"Fuck you, you dare to touch my things."
"Bang!" Another bowl hit the ground and shattered into pieces.
Li Dazhu's father sat in the middle of the first seat, while Dazhu's mother stayed in the room and didn't come out.
Li Dazhu sat on the doorstep and also imitated his father to smoke, but he was not used to smoking dry tobacco. He took a piece of newspaper, rolled some tobacco, and lit one end.
All the men in the village smoke like this, except Li Dazhu's father, who holds a pipe and smokes it "puff puff" like the older generation.
"Dad, what do you say we should do about this?"
Both the father and the son were smoking, and the main room was filled with smoke and dust.
Li Dazhu's father didn't say anything back and continued to puff out smoke rings.
"That Wang Yue'e is really a fucking big leech. She can't stand the sight of blood and will go wherever there is a fishy smell." Li Dazhu complained, finished smoking a cigarette, and rolled another one.
He was very careful when tearing the newspaper, because if he tore it, there would be no more next time.
This old newspaper was brought from the village chief's house.
There were no school-age children in their family, and no books or anything like that, so apart from these newspapers, there was no other paper to be found.
"How sure are you?" Li Dazhu's father asked.
The two of them had discussed Mu Ruanruan's affairs more than once. At the beginning, his father was not at home and had gone out of town. Li Dazhu and Qiu Mei teamed up to stage such a drama, but it didn't succeed. Now he is in a dilemma.
Li Dazhu's father's nickname was Li Sanqiang. He was once a notorious bandit. He did things cleanly and efficiently, killing people, chopping people, and cutting watermelons.
But times have changed now, and we can't do things by force.
"About 70%." Li Dazhu said.
"You must obey the law." Li Sanqiang told his son.
When he said this, he seemed to have completely forgotten his past, just like a good citizen who had never committed a crime.
His understanding of law-abidingness is different from what others understand. Li Dazhu understands that he wants to do it without anyone knowing.
If others don't know about it, then there is no crime, and you are just a law-abiding citizen.
Li Dazhu's mother was originally snatched away by Li Sanqiang.
Originally, Li Dazhu's mother was married to a family in Wutong Village. On the wedding night, she was knocked unconscious and taken away by Li Sanqiang. A month later, people found out that the bride was with him.
When they came to the door, Li Dazhu's mother had been completely subdued. She insisted that she did it voluntarily and refused to go back no matter what.
My parents had no choice but to accept it, and I spent most of my life like this.
He always felt that as long as women could get a few good night's sleep, there was nothing they couldn't accomplish.
Li Dazhu didn't say anything, but Li Sanqiang guessed what was going on, but there was still not much clue about it.
He glanced at his son and shook his head, feeling helpless as if he was disappointed in his son.
"As long as you have a 50% chance of success, it's worth doing. Now that you have a 70%, why hesitate? The only thing is, if you want to do it, plan it carefully and do it boldly."
Li Dazhu didn't quite understand what his father meant. He looked at his father and didn't say anything. His father didn't like others asking too many questions, as that would make him look stupid.
But there was one thing that made him very happy: his father asked him to let go and do it boldly, so he did it.
With his father supporting him, what is he afraid of?
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