Su Wan was stunned by Zhao Shanhe's sudden tenderness and considerateness. She watched Zhao Shanhe busy in the house, washing the dishes and then sweeping the floor. He was so careful that he was not at all like his usual muddled and useless demeanor. She suddenly felt in her heart There was a surge of warmth.
Even four-year-old Yan Yan opened her mouth in disbelief.
"Mom, was dad's brain eaten by a giant monkey? Why is it different from before?"
Yan Yan whispered in Su Wan's ear. Everything had become too sudden, and her little head had not yet recovered.
The four-year-old baby put his hands on his hips, pouted, and stared at Zhao Shanhe, fearing that his "good father" would change back to his original self.
After finishing the housework, Zhao Shanhe was sweating from exhaustion. He washed his face with cold water and said to Su Wan: "Honey, let me go out and get some fresh air."
"Stop playing around with money. Our family will never suffer famine again." Su Wan was a little worried.
"Don't worry, from now on, I will give up all bad habits. Just for you and Yanyan, I have to work hard and live a good life."
Zhao Shanhe answered simply, and Su Wan was a little surprised. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time she saw hope in this man.
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After going out, Zhao Shanhe straightened his back. The neighbors in the street looked at him and couldn't help but curl their lips. After all, in the past, Zhao Shanhe's image in the eyes of everyone was that of a dirty gambler.
"Oh, this Su Wan is really a miserable person. How can such a famous beauty end up with such a prodigal man!"
"Who says it's not the case? Looking at Zhao Shanhe like that, he probably went to gamble again. If he loses the bet, the two of them will fight again."
Two women in their early forties stood by the door muttering.
After hearing this, Zhao Shanhe became more determined to let Su Wan live a good life.
The area where he lives now is called Laomin Street, which is one of the few old bungalow areas in Xinghua District. It is also the poorest area in Xinghua District.
When Zhao Heshan was fired from the furniture factory and kicked out of the employee building by the factory leaders, he had no money in his pocket, so he had to rent a cheap shabby house in this area to protect himself from the wind and rain.
But this stay lasted three years...
Walking all the way from Laomin Street, Zhao Shanhe felt emotional at the familiar sights around him.
Life lasts only a few decades, and everything passes by in the palm of your hand like quicksand, leaving the most regrets in your heart.
In his last life, his biggest regret was that his wife and children died in pain because of himself.
He still vividly remembers that scene.
That night, Su Wan and Yan Yan drank a bowl of broth laced with rat poison. The rat poison was highly toxic. When they got to the hospital, the doctor said that Su Wan and Yan Yan's stomachs and intestines had been burned by the drug. It hurts to death.
At that time, Zhao Shanhe was kneeling in the emergency room of the hospital, knocking his head to the point of bleeding, begging God to spare his wife and children their lives, but it was probably because he had committed too many sins and did not know how to cherish them that God took back his good wife and children. He was punished severely.
Now, after reviving his life, he finally had the opportunity to be with his wife and children again. He vowed to do his best to make up for it!
After leaving Laomin Street, Zhao Shanhe did not go anywhere else, but went straight to a nearby state-owned store.
After the reform and opening up, the domestic economic system has changed, private ownership has begun to emerge, and Nancheng has also quietly changed with the direction of economic development in recent years.
In the past year, the business of this state-owned store has also been sluggish. When you enter the store, you can see that it sells everything. Everything you need for daily life can be found here.
But there was only one saleswoman in the huge display cabinet. Her head was drooped and she didn't speak when she saw the visitor. After looking at Zhao Shanhe for a few times, she continued to flip through the martial arts novel in her hand.
These days, even the salespersons in state-owned hotels have to carry out their job.
In the past few years, anyone who worked as a salesperson in a state-owned store wanted to put a brand on his body when he went out and show it off everywhere. However, in the past year or two, the business of state-owned stores has not been good and they have become less popular. On the contrary, self-employed people have turned around.
"Why!"
"As for you, if you don't want to buy something, don't just buy it!"
The saleswoman knocked on the glass of the display cabinet and looked at Zhao Shanhe impatiently.
"I said that you, a salesman, don't sell goods during work, but instead read martial arts novels and talk in a rude manner. You really think you own this state-owned store!"
Zhao Shanhe has a bad temper.
Usually these salesmen are bossy to customers, but now this state-owned store is almost lonely. They are still so angry that they really think everyone is spoiling them.
Hearing this, the female saleswoman slammed the martial arts novel onto the glass display case and put her hands on her hips with an unconvinced look on her face.
"I don't own this state-owned hotel. Could it be that it's owned by a poor guy like you?"
"If you can't afford anything and you're still wandering around, why should I treat you as an ancestor?"
Zhao Shanhe sneered and curled his lips and said: "My ancestors cannot afford a worthless descendant like you, so stop putting gold on your face."
"You!" The female saleswoman's face turned green with anger. She wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw a young man pulling a cart outside the door, she rushed out of the door and took all her anger out on the young man.
"I have told you so many times that our state-owned stores will not accept these shabby goods like yours. Take them away quickly, otherwise you will lose all the goods in your truck!"
"Sister, these are all authentic mountain products with good quality and cheap prices. Just accept them."
"You don't understand people, do you? This is a state-owned store, not a shabby market. We accept all kinds of goods and let everyone in!"
After the saleswoman finished speaking, she did not forget to glance at Zhao Shanhe, making it clear that the last words were meant for him.
At this time, Zhao Shanhe walked out and saw the young man, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed as someone from the countryside. He had a reserved and jerky look on his face after entering the city. He blushed when the female saleswoman scolded him.
The young man's name is Zhao Sanqi, a villager from Shitou Village. He goes to the mountain to pick these products every day before dawn. Now he has driven a cart full of goods all the way to the city just to sell them. I used some money to go back and treat my seriously ill mother.
But who would have thought that after entering the city and looking at several places, this product was still not sold.
For a moment, I shed a few anxious tears.
Seeing this, the saleswoman rolled her eyes, closed the door, and said nothing.
When Zhao Shanhe saw the young man's appearance, he couldn't bear it and pulled him to the intersection outside the state-owned store.
"Young man, how do you sell this mountain product of yours?" Zhao Shanhe asked.
A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhao Sanqi's eyes, he wiped his tears and said slightly nervously: "Brother, these are the best mountain products, these pure wild fungus, these good wild hazelnuts, and my mother The salted fish pickled by yourself is always delicious..."
"The stuff is really good. Please give me a price for this truck."
Zhao Sanqi was a little surprised when he heard this. He thought Zhao Shanhe would only buy a little to take home to eat, but he didn't expect that he would want all the goods.
After thinking for a while, he counted the numbers.
"Brother, you are a good man. I will give you this car for eight yuan."
