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Chapter 263 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 18

Chapter 263 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 18

After all, I haven’t figured out television yet.

Lu Youming gave up the idea of ​​replacing the entire TV for the time being, and instead pretended to repair it. In fact, he dismantled the entire TV and put it back together.

He has a good memory and can remember exactly where the screws are.

But when ordinary people see these, they are already confused. They don’t know what they are.

The man stared at it curiously for a while, then Lu Youming pretended to remove the broken electronic and reinstall it - this was the only serious job, and the only job that could be used for show.

When the man's curiosity was gone, he sat back on the sofa and drank.

The work is done.

It only takes fifteen minutes in total.

In the next two hours, Lu Youming understood the structure of the entire TV and slowly put it back together.

During this period, the man went to the balcony to answer a few phone calls. He was cursing and seemed not to be in a very good temper.

It was almost noon when Lu Youming said, "It's repaired."

The man was stunned, turned on the TV, and saw a normal picture. He looked at Lu Youming in surprise, "The technology is fine."

Lu Youming's face was expressionless, "One hundred yuan. Normally, you have to charge one hundred and three. It's not open today, so just charge you one hundred. If you have anything, you can come to me. If you want to repair anything, you can come to me."

Speak clearly.

It seems that no one can look down upon her.

The man stared at Lu Youming and suddenly smiled, "I'm not that serious. Normally, it only costs ten or twenty to repair a TV. Color TVs aren't that expensive either."

Lu Youming was too lazy to say anything more, so he turned around and left.

If he doesn't give it, there will naturally be other places where he can make up for it.

If you steal him at night, it won't be a big deal.

"Hey -" the man immediately pulled him over and took out the money from his pocket, "I'll just make a friend and give you a hundred."

My hands moved around, but couldn't find my wallet. Suddenly I thought, "Fuck!"

His eyes changed again, and he looked unhappy.

Lu Youming didn't bother to watch him change his face and left directly.

Once you've checked out the location, you can steal it in one night.

"Hey, wait, wait." The man held her back, "I have money, so I can't rely on you for money. My wife just took my wallet. There must be some change. I'll look for it."

The man began to dig through the table and pull out the cabinets.

Lu Youming stood there and looked at the house. He noticed the milk powder in the cabinet. It looked very high-end. It was not in English, but he didn't know which language it was in.

The man caught a handful of "change" in a cabinet, ten yuan, twenty yuan, fifty yuan, and finally a hundred. When he saw Lu Youming, his eyes were on the milk powder.

"Huh?" The man seemed to have finally found something to talk about, "You also have children?"

"I have a daughter."

The man gave Lu Youming the milk powder directly from the cabinet, along with a hundred yuan in change, "Here you go. My child won't eat this anymore."

Lu Youming hugged the milk powder can and said without politeness, "Thank you." He turned and left.

I won’t be coming over tonight.

Still comfortable to sleep on.

"Hey, leave me your contact information. I can contact you if I need anything in the future."

These words reminded Lu Youming, and he remembered that he didn't have a phone call yet. Wang Jiahui gave him his phone number.

I wrote down his phone number. "If you have anything to do, call this. He can find me. I'll let you know when I have the phone number."

Making phone calls is not a small expense.

A telephone costs dozens of yuan.

With this job, Lu Youming was too lazy to work any more and went straight back with the milk powder can in his arms.

One can of milk powder is enough for Fu Chen to eat for seven or eight days.

After returning home, Lu Youming tasted it himself and found it delicious.

No wonder children love to drink milk powder.

The taste of this milk was better than any milk he had ever drunk.

Lu Youming ate the can of milk powder alone.

At night, I left the child to Xiaojie's mother as usual.

Xiaojie's family is not afraid of trouble.

Xiaohehe hugged him and put him on the bed. Xiaojie, who was playing next to him, fell asleep soon after.

After what happened last time, Xiaojie's mother consciously stopped going to Zhang Guihua's house to chat.

Between the two families, Xiaojie's mother would smile and say hello even on the outside, but Zhang Guihua turned her face away and rolled her eyes.

Those who went to chat with someone about home affairs were divided into two groups.

Some people went to Xiaojie's mother's house, some went to Zhang Guihua's house, and some went to both families.

Lu Youming and Fuchen shared the same schedule, eating, drinking, sleeping, and having a drink with Wang Jiajun in the evening.

I was really bored, so I flipped through the repair book.

I’ve almost read the TV part in the book.

I'm still looking at the computer part.

I'm not very interested in this.

Lu Youming would still close the door secretly and take out the ammunition he had bought again to make it.

Lu Youming's electrician job started after Wang Jiajun received a call from the man.

The man's surname was Cui. Lu Youming called him Mr. Cui to his face, but he called him Cui behind his back.

Cui’s TV broke again.

This time the entire screen was broken.

Lu Youming had an expressionless face, "It can be repaired, but the screen needs to be bought. It's very expensive."

Cui's family is not at peace, and the work of repairing his family's work is enough for Lu Youming to live for a year.

This is a fat sheep.

Lu Youming became a little more patient, "You can buy the screen yourself and ask me to repair it. Or I can help you buy it and repair it together. Think about what repairs you have at home, and I will repair it for you together."

This is what he says most to the outside world.

The man named Cui on the phone hesitated for two seconds and said hesitantly, "The floor-to-ceiling windows and doors are broken, can you repair them? I bought this at a high price too."

"Okay." Lu Youming agreed in one breath.

The higher the quality, the more space is taken away.

It’s not like we don’t have imported goods, or we have to go to the provincial capital to ask for help to buy them.

This back and forth management will naturally increase your "expenses".

Lu Youming said nothing, threw the dust to the uncle next door and took the bus there.

The uncle cursed, "I'm not your father? I'm bringing you a granddaughter! This is not my daughter either!"

Staring at the dust in his hand, his little eyes stared straight at the person without even smiling.

You have to behave like an adult.

"When you grow up, don't be like your father who doesn't follow the right path."

Later, the mother walked out of the door carrying a sieve, chopping board, and knife, and sat at the door cutting radish strips, and said back, "You can talk less. Aren't you afraid that trouble will come from your mouth? Besides, Lu Youming is relatively well now, at least he can know

Earn money for milk powder for your children.”

"Humph. Isn't this enough?" the uncle replied, helping to cut radish strips and dry them.

Mr. Cui's house is in a mess again. It's hard to find anything in good condition. The sofa has also been scratched and has several holes exposed.

Mr. Cui was sitting on the worn leather sofa, drinking whiskey and maintaining his "boss" demeanor.

Lu Youming didn't say hello and didn't bother to protect his "boss" face. He directly checked the valuable item - the TV.

This time, the screen of the TV was shattered and spider veins appeared.

It looked like something had been thrown and smashed.

There is a book next to it.

Apparently, this is the murder weapon.

This day is really "frightening".

Lu Youming cleared a clean area.

"Hey, if you don't want to help me deal with it, I'll give you the money." Mr. Cui said.

Lu Youming had no expression on his face, "We don't clean, we just repair."

Mr. Cui sighed, picked up the broom and cleaned up the debris on the floor. Then he watched Lu Youming work.

(End of chapter)


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