These changes

Maybe it's destined

It may also be

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My father and mother had breakfast at home and went to work. Today's breakfast was not burnt. When my father went to work, he deliberately took a detour to accompany her on his mother's route for a while.

At that time, my father thought that although the family could not count on it, he would only make money and go quickly, so he would save money slowly and buy a motorcycle like a contractor with Al.

After my father sent my mother to the factory, he rode hard at the construction site. Finally, he saw Ahler, who was riding a bicycle like himself, on the straight road.

"All, wait for me!"

When Aller heard someone calling him behind him, he looked back and the car almost staggered to the ground.

My father accelerated and rushed to Ahler:

"I came to work so early today. Are you so diligent?"

"You don't know me yet. I wish I could earn more money. If the contractor hadn't stipulated that I would come at 5:00 at 6:30. But you usually have to come at 7:00. Why is it so early today?"

The father smiled:

"Just be like you, earn more money to support your family."

After experiencing so many things, my father had already given up his identity as the young master and adjusted his mental state. He planned to work hard to support the family in the future. Not to mention letting the family live a wealthy life, but he had to let his mother, grandma and the children in his mother's belly have to eat.

The contractor rode a motorcycle and flashed past the two of them:

"Good morning, you two!"

"Good morning, boss!"

My father and Aler saw that the contractor had already surpassed them so far, so he quickly accelerated his ride, hoping that one day he would be as rich as the contractor.

There is not only a construction team of contractors, but also other teams on the construction site. Because my father's team is only responsible for paint and carpenters, so other heavy work has to be done by those who do hard work.

In fact, the most pleasant thing for these workers in their spare time is to sit together and smoke a cigarette, tell the stories of the past, and brag. In fact, the entertainment between men is that simple. A day of joy and joy passed by a few people.

My father was responsible for interior painting. The contractor knew that his father and Al had a good relationship, so he arranged it together so that the two of them could be companions with each other after working all day.

"Ale, is Al really pregnant?"

Although Al didn't say it directly yesterday, he had a smile on his face all day long, and he also heard something from his grandma.

"I went to the county town a few days ago and I really got it."

The father laughed and patted Al's shoulder:

"Oh, you guy, you're so awesome. You're pregnant so soon. It seems that our brothers are going to have a baby together."

Aler lowered his head and smiled silly:

"Yes, who made us two brothers?"

In this way, my father and Al smiled all morning until the contractor asked the two to go downstairs to have dinner, and they were still laughing at each other.

The food of the painter is not cheap lunch boxes, because in order to make these people dress their houses more beautifully, the boss always buys vegetables and cooks them for his father and others to eat, so these can be regarded as delicacies for them.

This is the most lively time of the whole day of work. Because the construction site is a factory, the owner hired three construction teams. There were a total of twenty-five or six people in these construction teams. They gathered around three tables to have dinner together, each with their own content. Sometimes they would sit on the construction site together after the meal. The three contractors would smoke and chat for a while before they started construction.

Most of these workers are from poor families, and they talk about the girls in the bathhouse, or there are people there who make a lot of money with folk remedies and then get rich.

One of these people claimed to have seen all kinds of monsters and monsters all over the country. I don’t know what the specific name is. I only heard that his surname is Gao, and he used to be a cargo ship. Every day, workers would sit together and listen to this person telling stories. If he said it well, he would applaud and think that he bragged and booed, but no matter what, he would gather together to listen to her talk.

The tall man walked to a tallest horizontal board, and everyone else sat at his feet and looked up at him, waiting for the stories he told you today. Sometimes the three contractors would sit on their motorcycles and listen to the man's appearance as a storyteller and tell stories that were very far away from his life.

"Recently, a friend of mine wrote me a letter, which was a shocking news."

A worker who likes to interrupt and teases him:

"Look, our Gao Laotie is going to brag again."

"Your uncle, listen to me." Gao's surname was raised to the top.

"The letter says, my friend is in business, but he has not been involved in the original industry recently."

"Why?"

"Why, this question is good!" Gao, the surname is slapped his thigh and said with a stern voice:

"He said, now the country has released something like securities. He said he spent a lot of money in it. At first, he didn't believe it. But then."

"What happened later."

"Later, his friends, those rich businessmen, spent money in it and made a lot of money. Oh, he saw such a good opportunity, and quickly spent tens of thousands of dollars in it. Guess what?"

"What's wrong, Mr. Gao, don't interrupt your words."

"Oh, I made more than 100,000 in two nights. I don't believe this guy. I think I, Mr. Gao, have traveled all over China, and I have never heard of such a thing that can make so much money in one night."

"Old Gao, what is this securities?"

The man surnamed Gao touched the stubble on his chin:

"Hiss, I don't know this thing. I have heard people say it before. I heard it seems to be a kind of wealthy paper. But who doesn't have this paper? I, Mr. Gao, have been making so much money these nights, and I can't figure it out."

"Tsk, I thought you were so capable. This is quite mysterious. I didn't expect you to know either."

Someone else was shattering next to him:

"What did he say about making money? Maybe he was fooling around and cheating people. How could paper make money? Or his friend was from a money printing factory."

There was a burst of laughter around, and Gao's face suddenly turned red.

"Hey, you can't believe it. You must listen to it yourself. Do you believe it or not? Besides, these are all played by the rich people. You little bastards can't afford to play."

After a burst of booing, everyone was called by their respective contractors to go to work.

When he heard Mr. Gao's words, his father kept silent. He seemed to have seen this thing in the newspaper, but he had never seen it. Mr. Gao had seen it after all, and although he would sometimes lit a train, there was indeed this.

Otherwise, try it yourself.

"Old Gao is bragging again." When Gao's surname was telling this story before, Ahler went to the bathroom with a stomachache and didn't hear anything. When the solution was done, the people had already dispersed and were waiting for his father to come over on the construction site.

My father scratched his head:

"That's right. He knows bragging every day, but it's interesting to listen to him."

My father and Al did not continue this conversation because Al could see that his father was a little absent-minded at this time. Since he was thinking about things, he would not disturb him.

As a result, he didn't speak much, and the two of them didn't speak much all afternoon.

Because my father was already thinking about his wishful thinking at this time. Since he couldn't get the money from the wind, he would find a way to make some money, but to make so much money, there must be a way.

My father got off work early and told the contractor that he would go home quickly if he had something to do. If my mother knew about this, she would definitely not agree, but she might have a chance to discuss it with her mother, that is, her grandmother.

My father rode his bicycle and rushed home quickly and saw his grandmother cooking in the kitchen:

"Mom, don't be busy for now. I have something to discuss with you."

Grandma put down the dish in her hand, put her hands on her apron and wiped it:

"Mom, I want to do some business."

Grandma looked at her father who had never done business with an incredible look on her face:

"What business is it?"

"Oh, don't worry about this, you won't understand even if you tell you."

"Then what are you discussing with me?"

The father pulled grandma to the stool next to the dining table:

"I must have money for doing business. Our family has no money yet. I want to find someone to borrow some."

Grandma frowned and looked at her father:

"Who do you want to ask for borrowing it?"

"In this way, I only need tens of thousands of dollars to do this business, and I can make tens of thousands of dollars soon. Isn't my aunt and son quite rich now? I'll borrow some from him and pay it back in a few days. What do you think?"

Grandma lowered her head and thought for a while:

"These tens of thousands of yuan are not a small amount of money. Besides, A Xin had a good relationship with you when he was a child. Just ask him yourself, wouldn't it be enough?"

"Oh, of course I know that Axin has a good relationship with me, but I haven't contacted me in the past few years. I have to ask you to say hello to my aunt so that I can be more convenient."

Grandma grabbed her father's hand:

"Son, you are not going to sell something you shouldn't have sold."

The father suddenly left his grandmother's hand:

"Mom, what are you thinking? I'm so old, don't you know what kind of person I am? Believe me, it's really a serious business, I won't miss you."

"Okay, let's go back and I'll go to your grandpa's house and call me. You can do the rest by yourself."

When my father heard his satisfactory answer, he almost jumped up from the stool:

"Okay, thank you mom, I'll go to my aunt's house tomorrow."

As soon as my father finished speaking, my mother's voice came from behind:
Chapter completed!