Shortly after Zhang Tiegen lay down on the bench in the living room, he heard Liu Ruyan sobbing in the room.
To be honest, what happened just now, I'm afraid both parties thought it was a dream.
However, Zhang Tiegen still felt a little guilty.
Of course, he is not a young boy. He spends extravagantly in the bloody life in foreign countries. Women, wine and guns are the three main supports for mercenaries and killers.
Wherever they went to fight, as long as they had time, they would eat, drink, vote and gamble. If they didn't anesthetize themselves, it would be almost impossible to cover up the nightmare that war and killings left them.
However, Zhang Tiegen now felt that in order to solve the land acquisition issue, he seemed to have been too rash this time in letting Liu Ruyan pretend to be his girlfriend, otherwise she would not have drunkenly ran to his shop.
So, Zhang Tiegen stood up, walked to the door, knocked a few times, and said, "Stop crying, it's my fault, isn't it?"
"Go away, I don't want you to worry about it!" Liu Ruyan continued to cry, and she cried louder than before.
"But it's not a problem for you to cry like this, right?" Zhang Tiegen said softly, "Fortunately, it didn't get serious!"
"Why isn't it serious? You gave me all my clothes...and you're still holding that ugly thing of yours..."
Zhang Tiegen almost laughed when he heard it. Our little Tiegen looks majestic when it is strong, okay? Is it that ugly? I don’t know how many women like it!
"Then how do you stop crying?!" Zhang Tiegen asked.
"I want to leave, don't stay here any longer!" Liu Ruyan cried.
"But it's the middle of the night!" Zhang Tiegen sighed, "It's not safe for you to drive by yourself."
"I don't want you to worry about it." Liu Ruyan said bitterly. "I must leave now. I won't be able to see anyone anymore."
Then, he heard the sound of Liu Ruyan getting off the ground and pushed open the door. His eyes were red from crying, which made Zhang Tiegen feel a little distressed.
"You really want to leave?"
"Yes!" Liu Ruyan sobbed, "Where's my bag?"
Zhang Tiegen picked up the bag and handed it to Liu Ruyan, saying, "How about I drive you up to Phoenix Mountain?"
"I don't want you to be hypocritical! Who knows what you have in mind!" Liu Ruyan said and walked away.
Zhang Tiegen couldn't persuade her, so he had to send Liu Ruyan to the entrance of the village, watched her get into the car, start the engine, and leave.
Zhang Tiegen rushed to Tie Dan's house, dug Tie Dan out of his sleep, took the keys, and chased out of the village on his motorcycle, quickly catching up with Liu Ruyan's Camaro.
There is no moon in the summer night, it is pitch black and so peaceful.
Zhang Tiegen just followed him from a distance, without even turning on the headlights, and did not let Liu Ruyan notice that he was following him. He escorted Liu Ruyan to the Phoenix Villa construction site before he felt relieved.
Looking at the disappearing car lights, he suddenly felt a little reluctant to let go of this cold and charming Liu Ruyan.
But so what? He is a dignified big boss. What about you? A retired private mercenary, a retired international killer, a farmer who works at home?
"Hey!" Zhang Tiegen sighed, go home and continue to take a nap! The woman in the dream is equally beautiful!
To Zhang Tiegen's relief, although Liu Ruyan left, her minister in charge of engineering construction came. He quickly signed a new land acquisition compensation contract with the villagers, and the money would be paid out within a month.
Then, everyone discovered that Tiegen's wife was missing. Zhang Tiegen had no choice but to say that Liu Ruyan was busy with work and left early in the morning.
However, for a period of time after that, people never saw Liu Ruyan coming to Fenghuang Village again.
Zhang Caixuan obviously likes Liu Ruyan. At least since her parents died when she was young, she likes the feeling of having an extra person in the family. Therefore, she always asks Zhang Tiegen from time to time when sister Liu Ruyan will come to our house again.
Every time at this time, Zhang Tiegen always feels a little sour in his heart. This child is so eager to have a complete family.
Liu Ruyan's work efficiency was very fast. In just over a week, all the land acquisition compensation for Fenghuang Village had been paid out.
Zhang Tiegen's family was actually allocated more than 2,000 yuan for a small piece of land. When Tiedan's family heard that they received more than 10,000 yuan, they bought a three-wheeled motorcycle.
Fenghuang Village was filled with joy.
However, the issue of livelihood was still put on Zhang Tiegen's agenda. Over the years, he knew nothing but killing people with a gun.
What's more, he has long been tired of his murderous career, and it would be just fine to be an ordinary citizen and live an ordinary life.
So, he and Tie Dan combined, and Tie Dan owned a three-wheeled motorcycle. His family grew watermelons, and Tie Gen's family grew sweet potatoes, so they could drive to Wulong Town together every day, and one would sell watermelons and the other would sell roasted sweet potatoes.
Roasting sweet potatoes is so easy. You can just buy a bucket, take it to the hardware store and have someone modify it into an oven, and buy some charcoal. It only costs one to two hundred yuan, and it’s almost no cost.
In addition, Wulong Town is a small place. It is a natural thing to occupy a road and do some small business. There are no fines from the urban management committee. It is simply a paradise for setting up stalls, occupying roads, and practicing stalls.
So, the two hit it off immediately and started working together.
Two days later, Zhang Tiegen and Tiedan's business opened on the streets of Wulong Town.
It's summer now, the weather is hot, and everyone likes to eat watermelon. In addition, Tie Dan's family grows pumpkins, the round ones with green skin, not the light green long ones. Pumpkins have the sweetest taste! So Tie Dan's
Business is very prosperous.
Zhang Tiegen’s roasted sweet potatoes are made from old sweet potatoes that have been hidden for a year. They are more delicious than newly dug ones. They ooze with sugar after roasting and taste so sweet that you feel sick! Therefore, they are not too expensive, and there are 30 of them a day.
Four yuan of income. But compared to Tiedan, it is indeed much lower.
After selling like this for a few days, everyone gradually got to know the two of them. They knew that although the brothers were young, they were serious in business, had a lot of money, and were enthusiastic people. Sometimes they would give more and charge less.
As your popularity improves, everyone will like to come and your business will get better.
At this time, Zhang Tiegen actually earned fifty or sixty yuan from working in one day, which meant that he had one thousand eighty-nine yuan in one month.
This kind of income is not bad in a remote rural area like Wulong Township. I heard that the salary is similar to that of working outside.
But for Zhang Tiegen, he doesn't care much about money.
What he wants is a happy life. During the day, he can go out to do some small business with a good brother like Tiedan, chatting with customers about his family history; when he goes home at night, he can have a warm tea and light meal with his little sister, and stay up late at night.
Being able to sleep peacefully; meeting people in the village when I go out in the morning and being able to say hello affectionately, this is happiness.
Therefore, as long as he does not die of hunger, he is very satisfied with his current living situation and is cheerful all day long, just like a simple farmer.
Seeing Zhang Tiegen like this, who could believe that this man was the mercenary king who once dominated the international mercenary world and fought in all over the world, killing people like crazy?
As Zhang Tiegen and Tiedan's small business becomes more and more prosperous, Tiedan has already begun to plan to plant an acre of autumn watermelons after the summer melons.
However, if your business is booming, you will always attract the jealousy of others, and trouble will come.
