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Chapter Twelve Zhao Jing

The green crab instant noodles taste really good. The family ate all the four blue crabs and four bags of instant noodles. Zhao Fuxiang drank all the soup before he stopped.

While waiting for the women to clear away the dishes, Zhao Fuxiang picked up a branch and scrawled on the ground, and said at the same time: "If you want to gain a foothold in this era, the first step is to make money. Without money, you are nothing! Dad, right?

What do you think of things in this day and age that can make you money quickly?”

Zhao Zhikuan thought for a while: "Of course the money is made from drugs and arms. Those drug traffickers in later generations will not make a lot of money selling arms."

Zhao Zhikuan has been working in a thermal power plant. Although he is a qualified technician, he does not know much about this society. Zhao Fuxiang sighed after hearing what his father said and explained: "Dad, of course these two items are profitable, but at present we are so poor that we have no means."

To deal with these contraband goods, we should now be dealing with industrial products that are easy to produce and can be put into production quickly, so that we can earn the first pot of gold!"

This is a bit difficult. This family did not understand what was scarce in the Ming Dynasty. The potatoes they brought were all good, but it would take at least a year for large-scale planting of these things, which really cannot solve the current problem.

Urgent need.

Everyone thought about it for a long time but didn't have any good ideas. Grandma Ma Guilan is an agricultural expert, but as long as it involves agriculture, there is no project with short investment time and quick results. Mother Sun Jing is a pediatrician, and it is okay for her to see a doctor. She is not good at these industrial projects.

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After everyone discussed, there was no good solution. They could only decide that Zhao Fuxiang would go to the city tomorrow to see what things were in short supply and easy to make in the Ming Dynasty. The others first made the box for filtering fresh water at home. After all, drinking salty well water for a long time is bad for the body.

Not good.

After the discussion, the family prepared to pack up and go to bed. In this era, there is no Internet and no nightlife. Sitting and staring at each other wastes electricity. It is better to go to bed early and start official work tomorrow.

As soon as Zhao Heng finished cleaning up, he heard something moving outside the yard. It was said that the yard was actually an open space without weeds in front of the house. There was no fence or door at all. Zhao Heng heard the sound and quickly picked up the bat. He didn't know that Haidian Island

Are there any wild animals? The sound of branches breaking just now is definitely not caused by the sea breeze.

Zhao Heng's actions alarmed the Zhao family. Zhao Fuxiang hurried over and asked in a low voice: "Son, why did you see any movement?"

Zhao Heng nodded and said, "I just heard the sound of breaking branches outside!"

Zhao Fuxiang looked at the dark woods and quickly turned on the lighting function of his mobile phone. However, with the small power of the mobile phone's fill light, he could only see a few meters away.

Zhao Heng held the bat across his chest and shouted in a deep voice: "Who is outside? But the villagers of Baisha Village? We are relatives of Mr. Zhang from Qianhu, and we live here under his orders!"

After Zhao Heng called several times, a small figure walked out of the woods. The man came closer and said timidly: "Master Zhao, I am a villager in Baisha Village and live here!"

Didn’t the director say in the afternoon that no one lives in this dilapidated house? How come there is an owner?

When the man walked in, he discovered that he was a thin little beggar. This little beggar was about 1.4 meters tall and extremely thin. His hair was stuck together with dirt. He was tied together with a straw rope and wore a

It was a piece of clothing with no visible color. It didn't seem to fit well. The hem hung down to the crook of the leg. It was unclear whether he was wearing pants or not. His feet were bare and without shoes.

When this man came, he brought with him an unpleasant smell. Zhao Fuxiang covered his nose and said, "Are you the homeowner? But Mr. Qianhu has already given this house to us!"

The man walked to a distance of three meters and did not dare to go any further. He was probably very scared when he saw Zhao Heng's appearance. He lowered his head and said timidly: "Master Zhao, I am not the landlord, I just live here every day! Now Master Zhao

If you live here, can you let me live next door?"

How could Zhao Fuxiang let this guy live in his home? The house was the residence of his family of three tonight. Wouldn't this guy pollute the air if he came in?

Zhao Fuxiang was about to open his mouth to drive this guy away, but then Sun Jing came over and asked, "How old are you? Are you from Baisha Village?"

Sun Jing was almost 1.7 meters tall, a head taller than this person. When this person saw Sun Jing coming over, he took a few steps back and said, "Returning to grandma, I am fourteen years old this year. I don't know if it is Bai Sha."

People from this village have been here since I can remember!”

He turned out to be only fourteen years old, but this person looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. He must have been malnourished all year round and his growth was slow.

Seeing how pitiful the child was, Sun Jing asked, "What's your name? Are your parents here?"

The man shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know, people in the village call me Dirty Monkey."

Hearing what he said was pitiful, Sun Jing burst into motherly love and said, "Okay, you can stay here tonight!"

Zhao Fuxiang was dissatisfied when he heard that this smelly guy had moved in, so he could no longer stay.

"Honey, this guy stinks so much, how can we stay here if he comes in?"

Sun Jing glared at her husband and said, "You know he smells, why don't you go boil some water and give him a bath?"

Where can he find wood to boil water at night? But Zhao Fuxiang did not dare to disobey his wife's order, so he had no choice but to take Zhao Heng out to find branches. Fortunately, there was a forest outside, and there were many dead branches and leaves on the ground. It took him a while to get them.

Big pile.

They went back to the yard and lit up the fire, put the kettle on the stove built with several stones and started boiling water. After the father and son were struggling, Sun Guilan, who was living in the tent, came out. After she asked about the situation, she also helped Sun.

Akira began to give the poor child a bath.

Zhao Fuxiang watched his wife and mother struggling there, and angrily sat aside and complained to his son: "Your breasts and your mother are overflowing with motherly love. Why does such a smelly child care about him? This is the Ming Dynasty, when people starved to death on the streets.

There are so many refugees, can we all save them?"

Sun Jing listened to Zhao Fuxiang's ramble, turned around and cursed: "What are you talking about? How can we not save this child if he is so pitiful? Hurry up and fill the bathtub with air, the water is about to boil!"

Zhao Fuxiang had no choice but to get up and take the inflatable bathtub from the car, fill it with an inflator, and then pour boiled well water into it.

Sun Jing had already taken off the child's smelly clothes, and then realized that the child was still a little girl, no wonder she was so thin.

After Sun Jing adjusted the water temperature, she let the child go in and start taking a bath. At the same time, she shaved all her hair. This kind of wild child was covered with parasites, and it would not be cured if the hair was not shaved. Then Sun Jing found out the red hair

Apply erythromycin ointment on the child's head and body. Some parts of the child's body have been infected by parasites. Although erythromycin ointment is not symptomatic, it is still somewhat effective.

The child was so frightened by Sun Jing's operation that he shivered and sat in the bathtub without daring to move. Seeing the child like this, Ma Guilan sighed and asked, "Child, what is your name? Do you still have family?"

The child shook his head and did not dare to speak. Seeing this, Ma Guilan felt even more distressed and said to Zhao Fuxiang: "Son, go and cook her a bag of instant noodles. It looks like she hasn't eaten!"

Zhao Fuxiang didn't dare not agree, so he had no choice but to light up the gas stove and cook instant noodles with his son again. While cooking, Zhao Fuxiang said: "See, your mother is such a good person. There isn't much instant noodles in the first place, so you have to give it to this little kid."

Beggar eats, what shall we eat in the next few days?”

Zhao Heng held back his laughter and said, "Dad, there are still more than ten bags left. Besides, you won't buy some rice when you go to the city tomorrow. We can't stand eating instant noodles all the time!"

The time spent chatting with his son passed quickly. After a while, the instant noodles were cooked. Zhao Fuxiang came to the front of the house with the pot. The little girl had also finished taking a bath and was standing there timidly in a Sun Jing jacket.

Seeing the instant noodles coming, Sun Jing said: "Come on, sit down and eat first!"

The little girl took the bowl and chopsticks, tasted the instant noodles carefully first, her eyes lit up, and she started to eat it in big mouthfuls regardless of burning it, causing Ma Guilan to persuade her to eat slowly.

Sun Jing looked at the little girl and said to Zhao Fuxiang: "Husband, this child is so pitiful. She has no parents or even relatives. My mother and I have decided to adopt her as a goddaughter. What do you think?

?”

Zhao Fuxiang cursed in his heart that he was really full, but he did not dare to object and quickly said: "My wife and mother have made an agreement!"

Sun Jing nodded and said to the girl: "Since you have no parents, we will adopt you from now on. Can you call me Zhao Jing?"

After hearing what Sun Jing said, the girl stopped eating, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Sun Jing and said, "Thank you, grandma, for taking me in!"

Sun Jing helped her up and said with a smile: "What do you call me, grandma? Call me mom. He is dad, that is grandma, and the other grandpa is already asleep. You can see it tomorrow morning!" After speaking, he pointed to Zhao beside him.

Heng said: "This is your brother, his name is Zhao Heng!"

Little girl, no! Zhao Jing kowtowed to her new parents and grandmother according to Sun Jing's instructions, and then kowtowed to Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng smiled and said: "You are my sister, you don't need to kowtow to me! Get up and eat first.

You and your parents sleep in the house at night, and I sleep in the car!"

Zhao Jing nodded in understanding and began to eat instant noodles again. This kind of junk food was too tempting for her. After all, she had never eaten food with oil and salt in her life.

After Zhao Jing finished eating, she cleaned the dishes and chopsticks very sensibly. Seeing this, Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said: "It seems that taking her in is not useless. At least she can be used as a maid!"

Sun Jing glared at Zhao Fuxiang and said: "This is our daughter, she will be the same as our son from now on! Because of the policy, we were not allowed to have a second child, but now my dream has finally come true!"

Zhao Fuxiang and Sun Jing got married very early. At that time, they were not allowed to have a second child. When the policy was relaxed, the two of them got older, so they gave up the idea of ​​having a second child. Zhao Fuxiang knows that it is his wife’s dream to have two children, and now he listens to his wife
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