"I'm so frizzy that I don't know how to drink water slowly..."
Ye Dongping glared at his son dissatisfied, but his attention was attracted by Feng Kuang's words at this moment, but he didn't pay attention to his little actions.
After reprimanding Ye Tian for a few words, Ye Dongping turned his attention to Feng Kuang and said, "Feng Zi, what are you going to do? I said, no matter what, you can't use violence to solve the problem..."
Ye Dongping has lived in the countryside for more than ten years, and he knows that country people will fight with fists and kicks if they disagree. What's more, the Feng family is also a wealthy family in the countryside. Maybe they just can't stand the grievance and are ready to call someone to fight.
"Uncle Ye, I didn't say I wanted to fight with them..."
Feng Kuang also knew that he had gotten carried away just now. He glanced at Ye Tian secretly, and when he saw that Ye Tian didn't show any signs of being unhappy, he said, "Uncle Ye, I asked Ye Tian just now. He said that the old god was leaving before we left."
When I was there, I was given a hexagram, and the hexagram said that in times of adversity, good luck would come, and there would be noble people to help..."
This was what the two of them had discussed on the way back. Ye Tian knew that his father didn't want him to get involved in adults' affairs, and he had a strong resistance to Feng Shui physiognomy, so he came up with this explanation.
"May I help you? Fengzi, who do we know in this small county?"
Hearing what Ye Tian said again, Ye Dongping showed a bitter smile on his face, waved his hands with no interest, and said: "It's getting late, everyone go to bed, Feng Zi, I will go out with you tomorrow.
I don’t believe in collecting scraps, we can’t survive?”
It was very difficult for Ye Dongping to make such a decision. He never thought that one day he would pull a flatbed truck through the streets to collect scraps?
However, the situation dictates that relying solely on one person to collect waste can only sustain the expenses of the collection station, and there is no need to talk about development at all.
So Ye Dongping also put down his arrogance and prepared to truly integrate into this industry. Now that Ye Tian's admission procedures have been completed, Ye Dongping does not want to go to Shanghai to live under someone else's roof unless he has to.
"Dad, crazy brother can do it alone. You have never done this before, so why don't you go?"
Hearing that his father was going out to collect scraps, Ye Tian suddenly felt uncomfortable. It was hard for him to imagine his father pulling a cart and shouting to collect scraps.
"Yes, Uncle Ye, you can just sit here and take charge. You shouldn't have done this..."
Feng Kuang was also trying to persuade him. He was born in a rural area. As long as he could make money, he would not be afraid of being laughed at. But Ye Dongping was a learned man with a thin skin. If he was ridiculed, he should not get angry.
Come anyway?
"What do you call this? You can do it Fengzi, but I can't do it? My face is worth more than yours?"
After hearing Feng Kuang's words, Ye Dongping's voice rose. He had drunk a lot of wine, but now he was drunk, but he was a little out of his mind.
Seeing that Ye Dongping seemed to have drunk too much, Feng Kuang said helplessly: "Okay, Uncle Ye, why don't we go together tomorrow?"
"That's pretty much it. Go to bed and get up early tomorrow..." Ye Dongping staggered back to the house to sleep, leaving Ye Tian and Feng Kuang sitting there looking at each other.
Ye Tian knew that his father always told the truth. Even though it was a drunken conversation, he would definitely go collect the scraps tomorrow. He immediately said to Feng Kuang: "Crazy brother, take care of my dad tomorrow. By the way, don't go to Dongcheng. This is
Don’t go there for a while…”
"I know, Uncle Ye, alas..."
Feng Kuang shook his head and sighed. He didn't expect Ye Dongping, a bookish person, to be able to collect scraps. He was afraid that if those people shouted "Collect the scraps, come here", he would not be able to bear it.
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Sure enough, as Ye Tian expected, Ye Dongping prepared porridge early before dawn the next day. After eating something, he and Feng Kuang each pulled a cart out.
Ye Tian was not worried. His father Yintang Mingliang was not afraid of anything happening, but Ye Dongping and Feng Kuang had gone out, so he had to stay in the buying station honestly.
"Brother Crazy, where is my dad?"
At five or six o'clock in the evening, Ye Tian saw Feng Kuang pulling a cart of old schoolbags into the yard, and hurriedly greeted him, but when he glanced behind him, he didn't find his father's shadow.
"We left separately, Uncle Ye hasn't come back yet?"
Feng Kuang was stunned for a moment when he heard this. In the morning, Ye Dongping insisted on collecting waste separately, saying that he could cover more ground this way, so Feng Kuang asked him to stay in Xicheng, while he ran a little further to Nancheng.
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It stands to reason that the purchasing station is in Xicheng. Why should Ye Dongping come back earlier than himself? Thinking about the situation here, he was a little anxious. He put the cart into the yard and said, "Ye Tian, I'm going to find Uncle Ye."
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"Brother Crazy, no need, my dad should be fine..."
Ye Tian grabbed Feng Kuang and asked, "Where are the things I asked you to buy?"
It should be said that Ye Tian didn't have much hatred for Dai Rongcheng at first, but when he saw his father being forced to collect rags, he became a little angry and wished he could ruin Dai Rongcheng's feng shui immediately and resolve this matter as soon as possible.
Ye Tian is only ten years old this year. A child's world view is very simple. Of course, his relatives are good people. Setting up the Feng Shui bureau early can also save the people around him from suffering.
"Ahem, don't tell me, I almost forgot. I bought a few things, but I was afraid it wasn't enough, so I bought a few more..."
After hearing what Ye Tian said, Feng Kuang didn't even bother to look for Ye Dongping. He dug out a plastic bag from the head of the cart and handed it to Ye Tian, "Take a look, does it fit the size?"
"Okay, crazy brother, find a reason for us to go out tonight..."
Ye Tian opened the plastic bag and took a look. There were more than a dozen round mirrors the size of a baby's palm inside. These things were very common. When he was in school, Ye Tian often used this kind of mirror to reflect the sun on his female classmates.
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"Okay, hey, it seems that Uncle Ye is back, please put your things away..."
While the two were talking, another voice came from the courtyard gate. Feng Kuang quickly snatched the bag from Ye Tian's hand and stuffed it back into the cart.
"Dad, why did you come back so late?"
"Uncle Ye, this...where did you collect it? How many books are there?"
Ye Tian and Feng Kuang greeted him at the same time, but the contents of their questions were different. Ye Tian was concerned about his father, while Feng Kuang was frightened by the cart full of old books.
"Don't ask these questions now, Xiaotian, go get me a glass of water, Fengzi, come...help me, but I'm exhausted..." Ye Dongping waved his hand, and the sweat on his face flowed down his cheeks.
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Generally speaking, if there are not many things on the cart, the cart is pushed, but Ye Dongping put the straps on both sides of the handlebars on his body and pulled the cart in, which shows the weight of the things on it.
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