The wind is very strong at the seaside, the sky is gloomy, and the clouds are like a gray boulder hanging in the sky, which may fall from the top of the head at any time and hit people on the head, giving people a depressing and suffocating feeling.
"Sister Hanmei lives alone in such a big house?" Liu Gen looked at the three-story villa in front of him and asked in surprise. He had only seen such a house in movies, TV or magazines.
"She is a rich person. Rich people are like this, playing with the house like a building block toy." Xia Yang curled his lips and said sarcastically, stepped up the steps in two steps, and rang the doorbell.
Soon, the door opened. A graceful and elegant woman in her fifties stood inside the door. When she saw Xia Yang, she said with some surprise:
"You are Xia Yang. You have grown into a beautiful girl! You look exactly like your mother when she was young... Come in!" As if he was worried that Xia Yang would be sad, the old man immediately changed his words.
"Hello, aunt, this is Liu Gen." Xia Yang enthusiastically introduced Liu Gen to the woman who opened the door, and then introduced Liu Gen: "Brother Liu Gen, this is my aunt."
"Hello, aunt!" Liu Gen's facial muscles were a little stiff and he smiled, nodding to say hello to Xia Yang's aunt.
"The young man is very energetic." Xia Yang's aunt quickly glanced at Liu Gen. Her eyes were very similar to Wen Hanmei's eyes that could see through people.
"Are Xia Yang and Liu Gen here?" Wen Hanmei's voice floated out from inside.
"Cousin, where is my dad?" Xia Yang came in and asked while changing his slippers.
Yanagi Gen also took off the black Double Star football shoes on his feet. The socks Xiangzi bought were white, and the soles of his feet had become black because of the sneakers. He took off his socks with some embarrassment and stuffed them into the football shoes.
Wearing slippers on bare feet, then neatly putting the shoes in the shoe cabinet, followed Xia Yang onto the smooth marble floor and walked into the house.
"Your dad is taking a shower upstairs. Have you two eaten?" Wen Hanmei asked.
"Eat it at school." Xia Yang replied, looking around: "Cousin, did you buy this house? It cost a lot of money?"
"As expected of the great reporter Xia Tian's daughter, I asked the same question as your father!" Wen Hanmei said with a smile on her face: "I didn't buy it, did it fall from the sky?" After saying this, she looked dumbfounded after greeting her.
Eye-catching Liu Gen: "Sit down quickly, Liu Gen, you're welcome, just treat yourself as if you were at your own home."
"Hey..." Liu Gen responded and dropped his butt on the sofa.
Xia Yang's aunt brought fruit: "You two eat fruit. It seems that the weather forecast says there will be rain today and the wind is strong. I wonder if we can go to sea?"
"It doesn't matter, we're not going to the sea, so we'll just walk around the dock." Wen Hanmei sat down next to Xia Yang: "Xia Yang, I bought you some clothes, let's try them out when we get back from the sea."
"My cousin bought it, it must be a high-end product. Now take me to try it on." Upon hearing this, Xia Yang happily took Wen Hanmei to try on clothes.
"This girl is such a beggar that she can't keep overnight food!" Wen Hanmei stood up and said to Liu Gen, "Liu Gen, you eat the fruit. I'll go take care of this ghost girl first."
Liu Gen felt that Wen Hanmei was particularly kind today, and she was dressed very simply. The gray linen casual clothes made her look less powerful and more like a housewife.
"Here, eat a piece of watermelon." Aunt Xia Yang handed a piece of watermelon to Liu Gen: "Where are you from?"
"From Gangou Village, Qiong County." Liu Gen took the watermelon and said, "Thank you, Auntie."
"Studying at the same university as Xia Yang?"
"I'm studying in medical university." Liu Gen took a bite of the watermelon. It was cold. It was the first time he had eaten such cold watermelon. The taste was very special. He lowered his head and slurped down a piece in several mouthfuls. When he raised his head, he saw Aunt Xia Yang staring at her with her eyes.
I laughed a little sheepishly: "Watermelon is so delicious!"
Aunt Xia Yang seemed very happy and picked up another piece and handed it to Liu Gen: "If you like to eat more, I really envy you young people."
"Auntie, you eat too." Liu Gen was not polite, took a big bite of the watermelon, and persuaded Xia Yang's aunt to eat it.
"I have diabetes and can't eat sweets."
"Oh..." Liu Gen still doesn't know what diabetes is. In their Gangou Village, people have never heard of diabetes. Yellow swelling is very common.
A man with glasses and a slightly bald head, in his late forties or early fifties, walked downstairs. He was wearing a bathrobe and holding a white towel in his hand to wipe his wet hair. He walked halfway up the stairs and looked.
I went to Liu Gen and ate watermelon with my head down, and stood there quietly watching and listening to Liu Gen and Xia Yang's aunt talking.
"How did you and Xia Yang meet?" Aunt Xia Yang asked.
"We met by chance at the provincial capital train station when I came to school at the end of last month." Liu Gen raised his head and answered. There was watermelon juice left at the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand to wipe it with his arm, and then continued to eat the watermelon.
"Who is there in your family?"
"Father, mother and a younger sister who is in middle school." Liu Gen raised his head again.
Aunt Xia Yang handed him a tissue and asked, "What do your parents do?"
"Farmer." Liu Gen took the paper towel, wiped the corners of his mouth, and dried his hands.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Do you miss your parents?"
"I think." When Liu Gen answered, he suddenly thought of how his parents celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival at home. In previous years, his mother would make mooncakes by herself, and he and his sister would help. In the evening, the family would sit around the stone mill in the yard, eating mooncakes.
Eating melon seeds, chestnuts, walnuts and moon cakes made by my mother, watching the moon slowly climb up in the sky.
"Are you Liu Gen?" Xia Yang's father observed for a while and felt it was time to come down and say hello: "I am Xia Yang's father, Xia Tian."
When Liu Gen heard the loud voice, he quickly stood up and looked at Xia Tian who was walking down the stairs: "I am Liu Gen, hello, uncle."
"Sit down and talk." Xia Tian wore a pair of white velvet slippers, walked over and sat next to Liu Gen, reached out and picked up the stainless steel fork used to fork fruits, poked a piece of apple and put it in his mouth.
"Xia Tian, you guys chat, I'm going to prepare things for going to sea for a while." Aunt Xia Yang got up and walked away.
Liu Gen was a little nervous. Although Xia Yang repeatedly told him not to be nervous in the taxi, he still felt an invisible pressure from Xia Tian.
"I heard Xia Yang mention you. That time at the provincial capital train station, you helped her get back the robbed bag. Every time she calls me, she will mention you." Xia Tian picked up another piece of apple and put it in his mouth.
: "How are you getting used to college life?"
"Haha...it's pretty good." Liu Gen replied.
"I just came back from Gangou Village the day before yesterday. When you go back from winter vacation, the water cellar should be built. I heard from the leader of Jincan Silk Trading Group Company that it was you who gave them the idea to accumulate the winter snow.
Drinking water, how did you come up with this method?" Xia Tian is indeed a reporter. In a few words, he brought the topic to the issue he was reporting.
"Haha...Actually, I didn't come up with this. Every household in our village, every snowy day, will take the snow accumulated in the yard into the house, turn it into water, pour it into the water tank, and save it for use." Willow Gen was somewhat agitated.
With a blushing answer, he thought of that time Ouyang Xue carefully arranged a phone call with his parents.
"In our northwest, there are still many places that are short of water like your hometown of Gangou Village. If all private enterprises were as generous as Jincan Silk Group to help, how many people would no longer be thirsty!" Xia Xia sighed.
Then he asked: "University fees are very expensive now, and the cost of living in Nanhai is relatively high in the country. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to finish college just by relying on your family? Do you do any work-study studies in your spare time?"
This question brought up Liu Gen's pain point. He still owes her tuition fees. There is also a sister in the family who is in high school, and the tuition and living expenses are not low. What's more, there is Jia Hekai's sister Jia Hehuan who needs financial support.
"In order for me to study in college, my father sold the family's only farm cow and it was not enough. He also sold ten sheep to barely make up for my one-year tuition. If it were all dependent on my family, it would be impossible for me to complete college." Liu Gen frowned.
Wrinkle: "Fortunately, after I got to school, I was lucky enough to find two jobs that could earn me some money..."
"Dad, Brother Liu Gen makes money by working as a medicine man and transporting corpses!" Xia Yang, wearing new clothes bought by her cousin, came out of a room and sat next to her father and said.
Wen Hanmei also sat on the sofa opposite, seeming to be particularly interested in what Xia Yang said.
"Medicine person? What is medicine person?" Xia Tian asked, looking at Xia Yang and then at Liu Gen.
Liu Gen lowered his head and said nothing.
"I'm just a drug experimenter!" Xia Yang answered for Liu Gen.
Wen Hanmei was so shocked that she covered her mouth with her hands and looked at Liu Gen blankly.
Xia Tian was also surprised and asked Liu Gen: "How much money can you make as a medicine man?"
When Liu Gen raised his head, he had a smile on his face: "Three months, a total of fifteen thousand yuan."
"What about you carrying the dead? How much money can you make by carrying a corpse?" Xia Tian asked again.
"Two people can carry it, and each person can get one hundred yuan at a time." Liu Gen said with a wry smile: "This job is only done occasionally. It is very easy. It only takes less than half an hour to carry it from upstairs to the morgue."
Everyone present fell into silence. Wen Hanmei felt guilty in her heart. Xia Yang took Liu Gen to her place and asked her to arrange things for Liu Gen. If she had agreed at that time, maybe Liu Gen would not risk his body to become a medicine man, let alone go
Carrying a dead person.
Wen Hanmei broke the silence: "Liu Gen, you need money, why didn't you tell me earlier? How could you treat yourself like an animal and let others do experiments!"
"Haha... I'm not doing it alone. Many boys and girls are medicine men. Besides, even if I don't do it, others will do it." Liu Gen said with a simple smile.
"Don't be a medicine man, it's too dangerous!" Wen Hanmei said.
"No, those who signed the contract must take the medicine for three months, otherwise, they will lose money." Liu Gen replied.
"How much compensation will be paid, I will pay it for you!" Wen Hanmei seemed to be very excited, stood up and said.
"Thank you, Sister Hanmei. I can't do that. I'd break someone's trust." Liu Gen said with a smile on his face.
Xia Tian patted Liu Gen on the back, sighed and said: "Who said that the generation born in the 1980s is a decadent generation! Liu Gen, good job! Do what you want! In today's world, there are not many people on the Forbes rich list.
Everyone was born into a rich family, all of them were born in poverty, and they won the world by working hard on their own! These successful people tell us the fact that you must work hard on your own to win wealth! Sometimes, people go through more hardships when they are young,
It’s not necessarily a bad thing!”
"But if something unexpected happens..." Wen Hanmei sat down angrily, wanting to refute Xia Tian.
Xia Tian interrupted her: "If the experimental drugs are really so harmful, people would not dare to experiment on people. Liu Gen is right, even if he is not a medicine person, someone else will be a medicine person. This is Buddha
As the saying goes: If I am not as good as hell, who will go to hell?"