"Zhao Shanhe, I warn you not to talk nonsense. Zhang Changchun's short life has nothing to do with me. My brother is the deputy director of the furniture factory. He can crush you to death with just his fingers. Do you know that?" Zhou Jianwei stared at him.
Zhou Jianguo's identity as the deputy director of the Furniture Factory may be able to control others, but Zhao Shanhe does not accept this trick.
No matter how upright you are, even if the King of Heaven comes today, he will still vent his anger!
Zhao Shanhe's eyes were full of sternness. He kicked the broken wooden door at his feet and said, "Have you seen this door? Next time, it will be your bones that are broken!"
"You two brought a dead mouse to my house today and scared my wife. I can't help but feel like this!"
After saying that, Zhao Shanhe turned around and picked up a random stone and smashed it through the glass window of Fang Mei's house.
In the blink of an eye, the window shattered into shards of glass. Fang Mei was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe. Even Zhou Jianwei was shocked.
After smashing the window, Zhao Shanhe patted the dirt on his hands and left without looking back.
After a while, Fang Mei calmed down and said angrily to Zhou Jianwei: "I wanted to ask you to support me, but I didn't expect that you are a weakling when you get into bed, and you still can't lift it when you get out of bed. I got up and just watched that poor guy Zhao Shanhe smash up my house!"
"I don't want to be acquainted with him. When I find a chance, I will definitely kill him!"
Zhou Jianwei pretended to be tough on the surface, but when he saw Zhao Shanhe smashing the glass just now, he was really scared inside.
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Early in the morning, the news that Zhao Shanhe smashed the glass of Fang Mei's house spread throughout the old residential area.
But when I think of Zhao Shanhe's behavior, I'm not surprised.
After all, there is nothing a person can't do if he beats his wife to death.
After returning home, Zhao Shanhe washed his face, put on clean clothes, and went out to buy steamed buns and soy milk, which were still hot.
"I don't have much rice at home, so I won't cook any more. I bought meat buns and sweet soy milk, so I can just eat it."
Zhao Shanhe said to Su Wan who was combing Yan Yan's hair.
"Your tone is too loud now. You only have meat buns and sweet soy milk for breakfast. Is it possible that you will have to eat one hundred and eight dishes like the emperor in the future?"
Su Wan only felt that Zhao Shanhe's temperament had not only changed, but his tone of voice had also become louder.
Looking at the entire Laomin Street, he was the only one willing to spend money to buy breakfast.
"Although you have made money now, we not only have to save this money to survive the famine, but also keep it for Yanyan's schooling. Forget it this time or two, just use it to satisfy our greed. If this happens every day, that's not the case. Waste of money?"
Amelia Su still disagrees with Zhao Shanhe's way of spending money.
The key to living a life is to be careful with your money. If you have enough money to put food on the table, living without any plans for the future will not only make you miserable, but will also make your children miserable.
"This meal is eaten in our own stomachs. How can it be called a waste? The purpose of making money is not to spend it. Besides, you and Yan Yan have become so thin. You couldn't eat even a little bit in the past few months." Hunxing, now that we have money, why don’t we make up for it properly?”
After saying that, Zhao Shanhe pulled Su Wan to sit down, stuffed her with two big meat buns, and poured her a glass of soy milk: "You should take a good supplement to make up for all the losses during confinement."
It was a huge meat bun, round and full of meat filling and soup, which could not be held in one hand. Zhao Shanhe, a grown man, was so full after eating only two buns.
Seeing that it was getting late, he only took a few bites and hurried out the door.
Yesterday, he asked Zhao Sanqi to bring more goods. The current goods are in short supply at the steel factory's courtyard. When they arrived at the agreed place, Zhao Sanqi pulled a truckload of goods and was waiting.
"Brother Zhao, this car today is full of good stuff!" Zhao Sanqi said cheerfully.
Yesterday, when he came home and told him about making money selling mountain products in the city, everyone in his family was very happy.
Fifteen yuan is enough for a month's living expenses for several members of the family. At this rate of making money, we still have to eat a dumpling stuffed with meatballs!
"Okay, you help me transport this load to the gate of the steel factory's courtyard, and I'll calculate the shipping cost for you."
Zhao Shanhe saw that a truck of goods weighed at least eight hundred and ten kilograms. If it was really unbearable to carry it manually to the yard of the steel factory, he could only transport it on a pallet truck.
"Brother Zhao, what are you talking about? You gave me a way to make money. I'm grateful to you. How can I still care about your shipping costs before it's too late?"
With that said, Zhao Sanqi pulled up the cart and followed Zhao Shanhe to the courtyard of the steel factory.
After unloading the goods, Zhao Shanhe paid 18 yuan for yesterday's goods.
Having earned so much in one day, Zhao Sanqi was so happy that he couldn't smile from ear to ear. He took out two pieces of one piece and handed them to Zhao Shanhe: "Brother Zhao, you keep these two yuan to buy a pack of cigarettes. Before I go out, I Dad told me, let me give you some guns, otherwise you won’t make money with me.”
After hearing this, Zhao Shanhe shook his head and just wanted to laugh.
This guy is really innocent.
"You keep the two dollars and go shopping on the street later to buy some good things to take back. You can treat it as something I gave to your parents."
Zhao Shanhe stuffed the two dollars back into Zhao Sanqi's pocket.
After Zhao Sanqi left, he sorted out the goods, picked out a bag of good goods, and entered the family courtyard.
As soon as he entered the family courtyard, the old man who was looking after the door poked his head out of the window, wondering what kind of benefit this kid could do to him today.
No benefit, no early morning.
Everyone understands this truth.
Zhao Shanhe had already bought a box of Hongtashan and a bottle of canned peaches at the canteen in advance and stuffed them into the old man's hands.
He also knows that without this old man who loves to take advantage, it would be really difficult for him to enter the building of the family courtyard of the steel factory.
Carrying dozens of kilograms of goods, Zhao Shanhe entered the door. He was surrounded by a group of women as soon as he walked out less than ten meters away.
"Young man, you are finally here. We are all looking forward to your goods."
"Are you looking forward to this guy, or are you looking forward to this person?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm forty years old, but I can still hook up with a young man in his twenties."
"You, specifically pick out the cucumbers with flowers and thorns on top. Not to mention you are in your twenties, even if you are a few years younger, you can still eat them."
Several women told sour jokes, but Zhao Shanhe could only laugh on the surface.
This woman was as fierce as a tiger in her forties, he had seen it today.
Zhao Shanhe has been selling goods in the family yard of this steel factory for two days, and many people are familiar with him. In addition, he is handsome and has a sweet mouth, which has won the praise of many middle-aged women.
Nowadays, the best-selling products among these mountain products are fungus and salted fish.
Salted fish is rare in the market. The key is that the salted fish is delicious and has attracted many people to repurchase it.
"Bring me three salted fishes. These salted fishes are delicious. I'm proud of this bite."
"Give me three strips too. Let's fry them up and eat them at night. Pair them with a cup of Laobaigan. It's so delicious."
"Hey, don't grab it from me. You've smashed this fish."
"You buy less and leave some goods for me, but you snatched them away. My family is still waiting to eat them!"
People who bought the goods were like a swarm, and they didn't bother to ask Zhao Shanhe to sell. They just took the goods and paid for them and left. Zhao Shanhe couldn't even get in the way if he wanted to...
