Wang Han threw the cigarette butt into the trash can.
Huo Yazi ran over carrying several large bags of cooked food to show his courtesy.
"Brother Ninth, it's made at home, it's hot."
"How much?"
"Hey! Brother Ninth, you don't treat me as a brother! I didn't do something right today, why are you still angry?" Hu Yazi kept smiling.
Wang Han took it and said, "One code is one code. It's not easy for you to sell meat. We are all old men and fellow villagers. Once the matter is resolved, there will be nothing left to worry about."
Hua Yazi still handed over the meat, "That's what I said, but brother, I still feel bad. My sister made me cry because of my anger today. My little brat really deserves a beating. It's my fault for not being able to discipline him well!"
If it were anyone else, Huoyazi wouldn't be afraid of him at all, and with his reckless energy, there wouldn't be many people in the town who wouldn't be afraid of him.
But this guy is different today.
This man has nine brothers and sisters, none of whom are easy to offend, and he is very popular in the town. If he offends these brothers, his business will basically be finished.
Wang Han took the meat away, "Okay, I'll take it then."
"Brother Ninth, if you want to eat, just say 90% and I'll deliver it to you. My butcher shop is at the old post office."
"Okay! It's getting late, let's go back."
It's getting late.
The Northeastern guy checked various places and asked everyone to start packing up and go home.
After the two of them lit up a cigarette and smoked, they gathered their things together, jumped off the movable frame and walked towards Guoguo.
Weng Qionglan hasn't gone back yet.
I am carefully tutoring Guoguo with her homework. Guoguo is not as troublesome as many naughty children. She is very smart and knows how to do it.
Wang Han came over.
Guoguo raised her head and smiled sweetly, showing two small tiger teeth, "Dad!"
Wang Han rubbed Guoguo's little head.
"Thank you, Teacher Weng."
"No, it should be done."
Weng Qionglan rubbed his hands.
"It's been a while now, how cold it is for you to ride back home!"
Wang Han put on Guoguo's hat and small helmet, and found some clothes to wrap him up.
"It's okay, I'll be there in a minute."
"It is better to ride more slowly on the road. It is winter now and the weather is cold. It is too cold to ride a motorcycle. After returning home, the children's hands will be frozen."
Wang Han smiled and said, "It's a small matter, we are all martial arts practitioners, our bodies are warm and we won't be cold."
Guoguo also raised her head and said, "Teacher, I'm not cold."
Weng Qionglan rubbed Guoguo's little head, "My child is so obedient. It's almost dark today and the way back is not easy. How about this? I'll drive you back!"
"No need, Teacher Weng."
"It's too cold. It's several degrees below zero now. The children are freezing. Actually, I think you can buy an old-age scooter, an electric one, which can be bought for ten thousand or twenty thousand."
The Northeast man got on the motorcycle and said, "You girl, why don't you eat minced meat? You work as a small laborer for 170 a day, buy a car for 10,000 or 20,000, and your monthly salary is more than 10,000, you say it's easy! How can ordinary families have that?"
Spare money!”
Weng Qionglan knew that she had said the wrong thing, "I'm sorry! I didn't think carefully!"
She glanced at Guoguo sadly, "Wait a minute, let me drive you back. It's too cold right now, and it's not safe to ride a motorcycle!"
"No need, Teacher Weng!" Wang Han shouted, and Weng Qionglan trotted over to the carport and drove away.
Wang Han put on his helmet. This female teacher is not bad. At least she is responsible for the students. The school should recruit some teachers like this!
Shout a pastoral ballad.
Mu Yao took Wang Han's mobile phone and said, "Wait a minute, Ninth Brother, my express delivery will be delivered soon. Let's go back after picking up the express delivery."
"What time is it for express delivery? What time is it!" The Northeastern man shook his long hair and straightened his hair in the rearview mirror.
"I bought a model airplane and he said it would be delivered immediately! He sent it to school!" Mu Yao squatted on the school wall and looked into the distance.
Weng Qionglan has already driven over.
"You guys get in the car, I'll take you back!"
"No need for that, Teacher Weng!" Wang Han said with a smile.
Weng Qionglan frowned, "Dad Guoguo, don't be embarrassed, your body is the most important thing."
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. We arrived in just a few minutes. It's been cold these past two days. I won't be riding a motorcycle tomorrow. I'll drive my car to take my kids to school."
Weng Qionglan said with a straight face, "Dad Guoguo, why have you forgotten what I told you today? You should be more honest! You should set a good example for your children! Don't save face and suffer! It's so cold now. It's not just you.
The most important thing is that the child is suffering! There is no need to let the child suffer for a little face!"
Just as Wang Han was about to speak, the sound of propellers came from the sky.
I saw a plane coming this way.
After hovering in the sky for a while, it landed on the playground.
Several people looked over.
"What's going on? What are you doing?" the Northeastern guy asked in confusion.
After the plane stopped, two people in suits and ties got off the plane.
Talk on the phone while walking.
Mu Yao, who was squatting on the wall, was still looking at the street outside the school. Hearing the sound of the propeller, he had a bad feeling.
After the phone rang, I answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Wang Han? The aircraft you purchased has been delivered!"
Mu Yao stared at the plane with big eyes.
"Don't I want a model?"
"That's right, we have confirmed several times that the aircraft you ordered is indeed a real aircraft!"
Mu Yao swallowed, jumped down from the wall and ran towards Wang Han.
"Brother Ninth, I got into some trouble!"
Wang Han seemed to realize something.
"Don't tell me you bought this?"
Mu Yao laughed dryly.
"I bought it using your mobile phone."
"Where did you buy it?"
Mu Yao clicked on a software.
"I saw that it was all in English and couldn't understand it, but I saw that the prices of the things on it were quite cheap. I thought it was the foreign Pinxixi software. When I looked at it, the airplane model was only 3.5 yuan, so I downloaded it.
Single."
Wang Han opened it and took a look.
Everyone was numb after seeing it.
"This is three and a half million!"
"Isn't there a bouncy touch behind this? Doesn't this touch mean US dollars?"
Wang Han said with a dark face, "This means millions, goddamn dollars. If you want a plane, tell me! I still have a batch of them in my damn warehouse!"
The two men in suits and ties had already walked over.
"Who is Mr. Wang?"
"I am." Wang Han's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.
"Please sign for it."
Mu Yao scratched his head, "Can I return it?"
The two of them smiled apologetically, "Sorry, no returns!"
Wang Han painfully signed for the plane.
“Thank you for your patronage and I hope we can cooperate next time!”
Mu Yao sniffed, "Brother Ninth, what should we do?"
"I bought everything and gave it to you." Wang Han casually stuffed the list into his pocket.
Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, then jumped up excitedly, "Thank you, Ninth Brother!"
Weng Qionglan looked at this scene with a confused expression.
Buy a plane?
Did you give it as a gift?
Weng Qionglan stared at Wang Han in shock.
Wang Han, who was covered in mud, looked at the plane with pain.
"How do we drive back here? We can't just stop here, right?" Mu Yao asked again.
Wang Han hugged Guoguo and said, "Let me drive!"
He glanced at Weng Qionglan and said, "Guoguo, say goodbye to the teacher!"
"Goodbye teacher!"
Guo Guo waved her hands in a sweet voice.
"Teacher Weng, if you open this, it will make you feel less cold. Let's go back first."