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Chapter 162 Going out to earn money

Jiang He subconsciously touched his leg.

Okay, okay, still there.

Not broken.

"Brother...why do you want me to marry Sun Lihong? She has a bad mind..."

He Qingdong glanced sideways at Jiang He: "Do you think you have a good mind?"

Jiang He blinked, "No, brother, I'm not very smart, but I should be better than that fool Sun Lihong, right?"

"So this is the reason why you took advantage of others but didn't want to take responsibility?" He Qingdong's tone was calm, but he had no intention of joking with Jiang He.

Jiang He:……

It’s over!

"No, brother, it was an accident..."

This... is really unexplainable.

But it seems that he has no reason? Jiang He thought about it carefully and realized that he had indeed taken advantage of Sun Lihong. If his brother also thought that he should marry Sun Lihong, then he would suffer some losses?

"Brother, do you think our child will be a fool in the future?"

Jiang He, who thought he might have a wife, quickly thought about children.

He Qingdong chuckled twice and said with a smile: "I'm smarter than you after all."

Jiang He was hit again.

He didn't come back to his senses after the blow, so his brother strode out of his room. When he came to his senses, there were only empty and drafty walls, and he was alone sitting on the bed.

If it weren't for the note in his hand, he wouldn't have even seen his brother.

Jiang He lowered his eyes and glanced at the note in his hand, and sighed sadly, "Farewell, my village beauty, farewell, my love..."

It's a pity that He Qingdong walked a little faster, otherwise when he saw Jiang He's performance, he would have stepped forward and kicked him without saying a word.

By the time the sun rose, He Qingdong had already pedaled his bicycle through Liao Village and headed for Kapok Village further away. There was a stick across the back of his bicycle, with two large sacks tied to the ends of the stick.

Make it easier for him to load things.

The location of Hongqi Village belongs to the valley plain, with hilly areas on both sides. Walking along the buffer valley, you will find Goda Village, which is the closest to Hongqi Village. Gada Village is located on the buffer plain where the river turns. From there,

Walking further into Geda Village, you will reach Kapok Village at the foot of the mountain.

The cicada shells that He Qingdong wanted to collect were cicada shells (a kind of Chinese medicinal material), but at the moment, He Qingdong's purpose of collecting them was not to sell them to people for medicine, but to sell them to the wealthy people in the port city across the sea for fishing.

of bait.)

While they were still running around for a bowl of rice, the people in Hong Kong City were already enjoying life so much. This was really infuriating.

He Qingdong secretly swore that sooner or later, his little moon would live the life of a rich lady in Hong Kong...

When entering Kapok Village, He Qingdong went directly to a familiar house.

"Zhao San, Zhao San." The bicycle came to a stop outside a dilapidated farmhouse. He Qingdong held the bicycle bell and called the owner's name twice into the yard.

Zhao San is the name of a man from a nearby village who considers He Qingdong his eldest brother.

He was twenty years old, and his family was extremely poor. He wanted a house but not a house, and a wife but not a wife. It happened that he was not the kind of person who could feed himself and the whole family was not hungry. He also had a grandma with bad eyesight in his family.

That is grandma.

Grandma Zhao, who was sitting on a low stool in the yard, touching the black and pounding cassava, had a pretty good ear. When she heard someone outside calling Zhao San, it was a voice she had never heard before, so she put down the mallet in her hand and slowly

stand up.

"Are you a descendant of the He family? San'er went out last night and hasn't come back yet. Why don't you come in and sit down?"

As he spoke, he groped his way to the door and opened the wooden door that fell down as soon as he pushed it.

He Qingdong stopped her.

"Grandma, don't move. I can open the door myself." He put down the pedals of his bicycle and parked it. He took out a can of malted milk, a knife of meat and a bag of brown sugar from the sack at the back and walked in.

"When did grandma Zhao San go out last night?"

He Qingdong asked as he helped Granny Zhao walk into the house.

Grandma Zhao replied with some worry: "He went out when I woke up for the first time at night. I don't know where the child went to the wild. He stayed home all night. How can I talk to my wife about being so lazy?"

"Young man of the He family, have you mentioned a daughter-in-law? After you say a daughter-in-law, you can also help San'er with one."

To say what the elderly are most concerned about, it must be whether the younger generation can start a family and start a business. The old lady feels that her health is not good, and the family is almost too poor to make a living. She doesn't know if she will be able to see her grandson marry a wife.

I can only shamelessly ask my grandson’s friends.

When Su Xue was mentioned, the smile on He Qingdong's face became gentle.

"I promised a wife. When I make money, I will marry her and go home."

"Hey, ok, ok, she must be a very good girl, right? It's a pity that grandma has such eyes, otherwise I really want to take a look at that good girl." Grandma Zhao's eyes were not born blind. She just had a white mist in front of her eyes.

, everything I look at feels hazy and unreal.

If it was in later generations, they would definitely know that it was cataracts. But now medicine is not so popular, and they are still struggling to make ends meet, and no one wants to treat their eyes.

He Qingdong said yes.

He helped the old lady sit down in the room, put the things he brought on the table and let the old lady reach out and touch them.

"Here are brown sugar, a can of malted milk, and a knife of meat. You can keep it for yourself."

"Ouch, how is this appropriate? You bring things every time you come here, and our family has nothing for you." Aunt Zhao was unwilling to ask for He Qingdong's things, but she definitely couldn't refuse He Qingdong's, and she had to cry in the end.

Accept He Qingdong's wishes.

"The three of us are very lucky, very lucky." The old lady was very happy for Zhao San to be able to make friends like He Qingdong.

He Qingdong smiled on the side and said, "Grandma, when Zhao San went out, did he say what he was going to do?"

"He didn't say it, but during dinner in the evening I heard him talking about how the Qin Wu family went too far..."

"oh."

Qin family?

As far as He Qingdong knew, the Qin family was a common surname in Kapok Village, and Qin Wu was the son of the village chief. So what did they have to do with Zhao San? He Qingdong thought for a while, comforted Grandma Zhao, and turned around

They left the dilapidated courtyard of the Zhao family.

"Young descendants of the He family, you and San'er will come back for dinner later. Grandma will cook braised pork for you."

Grandma Zhao chased her to the door and warned her.

"Don't worry about us, just cook it and eat it yourself."

He Qingdong straightened his bicycle and stepped on it, then headed towards the city center with the best house in the village.

Before he arrived at Qin's house, he met Qin Wu on the village road from a distance with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. He Qingdong did not slow down, but instead accelerated and pedaled his bicycle next to Qin Wu.

Qin Wu was startled by the sudden stop of the bicycle, and subconsciously jumped a step to the side of the road.

He Qingdong stretched out his long legs and blocked Qin Wu's way.

"Where's Zhao San?"


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