With this move, Xu Erlong finally got the whole village into a boat.
The road outside was quickly restored to its original state after the intensified construction work of those few people.
"Erlong, please take a look, is this appropriate?" Luo Changshou came over and asked Xu Erlong to check and accept it.
Xu Erlong looked at the road surface and motioned for everyone to pull the cart over for a few laps to test the firmness of the road surface.
"It's much better than the road in the past." Everyone admired sincerely after pulling the cart back and forth several times.
After all, the road used to be bumpy and bumpy over time, but now it has been repaired and is much smoother than before.
The villagers extended their thumbs and praised Xu Erlong.
This can be regarded as indirectly doing a practical thing for the villagers.
In the furniture factory, the broken raw materials were thrown aside. Xu Chunsheng carried out secondary processing on the remaining wood, striving to reuse it as waste.
Everything returned to normal, no different from the busy scene before, as if Scarface and his gang came to cause trouble yesterday did not exist at all.
Xu Xiaoling followed Qiao Lifu, looking at him with admiration, like a little follower.
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"Brother Qiao, you fought yesterday and you looked so good. Have you practiced martial arts?" The little girl asked Qiao Lifu curiously with her round eyes open.
"Yes." Qiao Lifu nodded: "I learned it from my master."
"That must be very hard, right?" Xiaoling asked: "I heard that to practice martial arts, you have to practice three nines in the winter and three days in the summer. Is it true?"
Qiao Lifu nodded.
He thought of the days when he would run and practice every day in order to practice martial arts.
Every morning Qiao Lifu gets up at 10 o'clock to exercise his physical fitness and learn Sanda techniques. He practices until the end every day and then leaves.
Moreover, when training, he specifically looks for the strongest masters to fight against him. Even if he is beaten to a bruised face, he doesn't care.
Those days were really hard. Without extraordinary perseverance, I'm afraid not many people could persevere.
But he doesn't care, he wants to be the strongest person.
When everyone endures things that ordinary people cannot endure, there is an unknown humiliation behind them.
"Why do you want to practice martial arts?" Xiaoling asked curiously: "Why don't you study?"
In her opinion, doesn’t everyone go to school to study?
Even if they don't go to school, don't people in their village like Yu Ping, Jin Ya, Huang Xiaogang, etc. all work in the village to earn work points? How can they learn and practice martial arts?
When Qiao Lifu heard this, the lines on his face became slightly stiff.
He didn't want to answer this question.
Xu Xiaoling rolled her eyes and probably guessed that Qiao Lifu must be sad about something.
She is a future writer with an extremely rich imagination. She can come up with countless bloody plots based on just a little bit of gossip.
Could it be that Qiao Lifu has a girl he loves deeply in his hometown?
As a result, the girl was victimized by bullies?
By the time Qiao Lifu arrived, this girl had already passed away?
Qiao Lifu was stimulated by this and wanted to seek revenge on the bully.
However, a group of bullies are running rampant in the countryside, doing all kinds of evil (at this moment, Xiaoling's mind has automatically replaced the faces of Scarface's group yesterday).
Qiao Lifu was no match for this group of people. With no hope of revenge, Qiao Lifu almost went to a dead end.
But the road is boundless, and by chance, Qiao Lifu met an extraordinary master.
This outsider master taught Qiao Lifu extremely powerful martial arts. From then on, Qiao Lifu became invincible in the world.
As a result, Qiao Lifu happily killed his enemies and grudges happily. From then on, he traveled around the country and made his home all over the world. He happened to meet his second brother. Then, the two had the same affinity and became brothers with different surnames, living and dying together...
Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoling couldn't help but murmured: "Brother Qiao, you don't have to be too sad. There is no resurrection after death. You avenged her. I believe she will be happy under Jiuquan."
Qiao Lifu was thinking about why he embarked on the path of martial arts training.
Listening to Xu Xiaoling's words, Qiao Lifu's cold face finally softened a little.
He tried his best to smile.
"Well, you should smile more." Xu Xiaoling added: "You usually look cold and don't talk much. You should smile more. This smile looks so nice. At least, it's not like before.
The bitterness is great and the hatred is deep.”
Do you have a look of bitterness and hatred on your face?
Qiao Lifu touched his face, hmm, it seems to make sense.
Xu Erlong was in the house and privately rewarded Qiao Lifu with another three hundred yuan.
Rewards and punishments are clear, so that people can follow the work well.
What happened yesterday, Qiao Lifu made a great contribution, single-handedly defeated Scarface's group.
Otherwise, without Qiao Lifu's heavy blows, it would not have such a great intimidating effect.
Qiao Lifu took the money,
Xu Xiaoling was on the side, looking secretly distressed.
It would be a shame to have such a fight.
Before and after, how much did the second brother pay for the ride?
However, it’s actually pretty cool to think about pushing those bad guys to the ground and rubbing them.
Xu Xiaoling thought to herself that the second brother was running around busy making money. It was really useful. At least when others came to bully him, he could fight back happily.
Just when I was thinking about this problem, the phone in the room over there kept ringing. Unfortunately, amidst the noise of the chainsaw, Xu Erlong and the others didn't hear it at all.
It wasn't until everyone took a break at noon that the phone rang again, and Xu Erlong went over and answered the phone.
"Hello, this is Xuji Furniture Factory." Xu Erlong shouted politely while holding the phone.
"I'm looking for Xu Erlong." An uncertain male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I am, who are you?" Xu Erlong asked.
"I'm Reporter Yuan," the original reporter answered on the other end of the phone.
"It's you, Reporter Yuan." Xu Erlong took over and said, "I'm just wondering why the voice is so familiar."
Xu Erlong himself was puzzled: "How do you know my phone number?"
Reporter Yuan's laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, you gave me the shoe factory's phone number, but this time I came to Beijing and called the shoe factory and asked for your phone number.
Already."
"You came to the capital?" Xu Erlong was quite surprised: "Then where are you now?"
Reporter Yuan smiled and said: "I came to the capital this time to attend the journalists' commendation meeting. I heard that you were also in the capital, so I came here."
"Then where are you now? I'm coming to find you."
"I'd better come to you and take a look at the furniture factory here." The original reporter said.
"Okay." Xu Erlong readily reported him the address of the village here.
In order to prevent reporter Yuan from finding anyone when he came to the village, Xu Erlong estimated the time and stood at the entrance of the village for a walk, looking towards the intersection from time to time.
"Who are you waiting for?" Village chief Luo Changshou walked over wrapped in a cotton coat to strike up a conversation.