The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

　　 As a standard straight man, he immediately got goose bumps.

　　 "You let me go!"

　　 "No! Not loose!"

Gu Zheng's unbelief in evil luck, used the strength to feed the milk and moved forward, while the obsessive second generation ancestor hung on Gu Zheng's thigh steadily, and made up his mind to be a Gu brother. The leg pendant is out.

　　‘Huh, Huh’

Gu Zheng gave up after not two steps out. He sighed helplessly, and patted the top of the other's head with his hands: "Master, I called your master, right? You won. Let's talk about it. Why don't you find me? what's up?"

　　 The tea planter who got the approval, immediately lifted the head that was clinging to Gu Zheng's leg with joy. The shiny little eyes almost didn't blind Gu Zheng.

　　 "This little brother, I actually lived so much in vain before, just one sentence, please come to our tea garden to take the lead!"

　　 "Impossible, no talk! Goodbye! Let go!"

　　 Before the second generation ancestor could finish speaking, Gu Zheng simply rejected the other party, shaking his legs by the way, and cruelly throwing away the other party.

　　 sing a play?

　　In Gu Zheng’s memory, the original owner has always emphasized that he is a half-hearted guy who hasn’t left a teacher.

　　 This buddy still has a face that is a disaster for the country and the people.

　　 If Gu Zheng really wants to make a quick money, pack himself up, poke at the door of the hotel where those lonely boudoir aunts and wives often visit, and let those girls break their heads in minutes, OK?

　　 Still taking this effort?

　　 But these words have to be said twice, and the money will be made by then. As for the life, it is really hard to say.

Taking advantage of the opponent’s stunned effort, Gu Zheng, who escaped smoothly, had escaped without a trace at this time. Only the second generation ancestor, who was still lying on the ground and biting on the small handkerchief, was unwilling, shouting in the direction of his departure. : "I won't give up!"

　　 The lively protagonist has all gone, and the people around immediately took the form of birds and beasts, hula la la and walked away cleanly.

Gu Zheng, who had already turned into the shack area, stopped the car abruptly and leaned in a blind corner that no one passed by. Then he carefully started to gather the back seat of his rickshaw. small change.

　　Don't say that the power of the masses is strong. This sentence is really correct. Don't look at the largest denomination coins scattered on the back seat. They are nothing but copper.

　　 But the number of gathered together is quite amazing.

　　 There are as many as a hundred or so, and it is almost enough to catch up with the income of a rickshaw driver on the best day of business.

Seeing Huang Cancan’s pile of coppers, Gu Zheng, who was about to blow his nose, was about to bring them into his arms, but suddenly stopped, as if he was thinking of something, and turned the rickshaw around again, toward the shack. The entrance of the room ran over.

　　 There is a very rudimentary grocery store there, the store is small, but the variety is complete.

　　 This shop was opened by an old neighbourhood for the convenience of the residents who live here. Those who lack soy sauce and vinegar don’t have to go all the way to buy it.

Gu Zheng, who entered the shop, didn’t have a long time to wait, but when he came out again, the golden bronzes were replaced with pockets of different sizes in his hands, facing the setting sun, and enjoying the experience. What do you call the feeling of returning home.

　　……

　　 The sound of the wheels creaking and creaking on the bumpy stone road, the long shadow and the footsteps of Gu Zheng's return journey made him not so lonely.

　　 The small shack that belonged to him was getting closer and closer to him under the dim sunlight. Gu Zheng, who suddenly raised his head, showed a warm smile when he saw the figure in front of his house clearly.

　　 On the half-open threshold, there was a girl who bowed her head and sews her stitches and stitches fast, like a race against the last glimmer of light of the day, racing against time.

　　 "Caifeng, don't do any work, the sun is about to set, it's not good for your eyes to work like this."

　　 "Hurry back to the house, I have something for you!"

Caifeng, who looked up with joy when she heard the sound, saw the return of the eldest brother Gu that she was thinking of, the joy on her face could not be hidden. Her playful dimples suddenly became deep, even her crunchy voice. It seemed to be a little bit of joy: "Hey, I listen to Big Brother Gu, I won't do it now!"

　　 After finishing speaking, he put the needle and thread into the basket in his hand very obediently, patted the dust on the buttocks, and knocked down the door of the small courtyard to the greatest extent.

　　 Gu Zheng said in his mouth, he kept walking under his feet, and he drove the car through the door. After Caifeng entered the courtyard, he turned his face and covered the door of the small courtyard.

　　 In the courtyard at this time, in the half-stone and half-timbered kitchen, there was already a faint smoke, and Caifeng's mother was boiling the water in the cauldron in front of the stove.

　　 "Mother, this is cooking! Where is our uncle?"

　　 Gu Zheng stopped the car and still hadn’t found anyone. The uncle whom Gu Zheng mentioned walked out of the temporary living room, with two sun-dried little radish heads behind him.

"What's wrong? Gu Zheng, are you looking for me? What's the matter?" This uncle who is bent over by life has extremely bright eyes~www.novelmt.com~Uncle, it's best if you are here, look. What did I give you? "

　　 saw Gu Zheng, who was in charge, directly dragged a face pocket from the back seat of the rickshaw, and handed it to Cai Fengniang who was still busy in front of the stove.

　　 This kind-faced woman opened her half-tight pocket and exclaimed in joy: "It's rice, it's rice."

　　 Seeing the surprise of the people in the courtyard, Gu Zheng grinned and smiled: "I know that you people who come from the northeast prefer to eat rice."

"Today, the grocery store at Hutongkou bought a batch of cheap aged rice. For half the price of ordinary rice, I think it’s a bargain. The quality of the rice looks okay, so I bought a few kilograms back. Let’s do it together. Beat the tooth sacrifice."

　　 "This can't be done!"

　　 Before Gu Zheng had finished speaking, Caifeng's father interrupted him.

　　 This rather tough man refused without even thinking about it.

"Uncle, I didn't give this rice for nothing!" Gu Zheng still happily said, "On weekdays, I know that my aunt will make up other people's clothes, and Caifeng's sister specializes in washing clothes. Since entering my small courtyard, the clothes on my body and the bedding at home have never been done by myself."

　　 "Not only that, every time I go home, you have all helped prepare the meal."

　　 "In these years, even if you hire a maid, there is no more thoughtful care than your family."

　　 "So uncle, don't be polite with me, how much money does Caifeng and Auntie do for people to do, right?"

　　 Dad did not allow Caifeng to refuse. Gu Zheng, who was talking to himself, stuffed his face pocket into Caifengniang's arms, who had already returned it to him, and left the kitchen without looking back.