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Chapter Seventeen

All along, many people introduced her to marriage and advised her to take a step forward, but she rejected them all.

Since her husband died unexpectedly, Qin Shumei has been heartbroken and devoted herself to serving her mother-in-law and taking care of her three children.

But the reality is so cruel.

Zhang Junping pinched her just now and her heart was in chaos.

Then her mother-in-law's words were like a basin of cold water, chilling her from head to toe.

She was a widow with four oil bottles.

And Zhang Junping is an unmarried young man with a bright future.

If Zhang Junping hadn't traveled frequently on business, I guess the matchmaker would have been able to get through.

The two people are obviously not a good match.

Thinking about her tragic life experience, Qin Shumei couldn't help but wet her pillow with tears.

"Xiaomei, it's me, the old woman, who has dragged you down. Look, if there is someone suitable, I will never stop you." Old Mrs. Zhou also had tears in her eyes.

"Mom, I will never remarry in this life. I will stay with you and raise your child for Quangui..." Qin Shumei choked.

"Xiaomei, if you really can't stand it, find someone to help you..."

"Mom!" Qin Shumei shouted, covering her face.

But Zhang Junping couldn't help but pop up in his mind.

Pulling a gang means that the family loses a man or the man loses the ability to work due to illness, and the woman does not want to remarry and is unable to support the family.

For the sake of the family, find a man to come to the house to help with the work and support the family together.

This is a transaction full of tragedy.

Women sacrifice their bodies and chastity.

Outsiders cannot blame this poor, miserable, respectable woman.

Men who join forces with others will not end well in the end, but they are fine when they are young and strong.

When a woman gets old and frail and her children grow up, most of them are driven away.

In the end, he was left alone and homeless.

For example, the Silly Pillar in Qinman Courtyard is a living example.

Because of the needs of film and television works, Qinman Siheyuan had an ending that no one was satisfied with.

The reality is definitely more cruel than this.

Zhang Junping didn't know that his erratic grasping and pinching would keep his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law awake all night, causing so much trouble.

After watching Qin Shumei leave, Zhang Junping touched his face.

It doesn't hurt at all.

I also felt a little regretful about my reckless behavior.

Today, if Qin Shumei makes a fuss, Zhang Junping will really have to go around in pain.

This is called the boss, losing his mind.

I don’t know if it’s because of the inherently good physical fitness of my predecessor, or because of the benefits of being a time traveler.

This guy is so strong that he can knock the quilt off every morning, and he even spends a lot of money on his underwear.

After blaming himself for a few minutes, Zhang Junping calmed down, washed up, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

There is another transaction to be done tonight.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhang Junping got up and opened the door carefully.

The bicycle was first put into the museum space, and then climbed out from the wall.

The good military skills of his predecessor came into play at this time.

On the top of the two-meter-three-meter-high wall, Zhang Junping jumped lightly, grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and with a strong effort, he easily climbed out.

It didn't make any noise the whole time.

After walking out of the alley, I put my bicycle out, got on the car, and rushed to Caishikou.

During the day, Zhang Junping had already settled down, and there was an abandoned courtyard house in an alley next to Caishikou.

Half of the houses in the courtyard collapsed, and even the gatehouse collapsed, blocking the courtyard.

BJ There are not many courtyard houses like this that have been abandoned for various reasons.

After rushing to the courtyard and seeing that no one was around, Zhang Junping once again put the bicycle into the museum space, then climbed over the wall and jumped into the courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, the fungus, hazel mushrooms, dried chicken, dried rabbit, and bacon that were going to be sold to Lin San appeared out of thin air in the yard and piled up in a pile.

He jumped out of the abandoned courtyard again, got on his bicycle and rushed to Caishikou.

It's not far from Lin San's stronghold, just turn around an alley.

He stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

"Who?" A vigilant voice came from inside.

"I!"

"Squeak!" With a sound, the courtyard door was opened.

"Master Zhang, you're here!" The person who opened the door was Scarface during the day.

"Is Third Master here?"

"Here, waiting for you!"

“Do you know Tiemen Hutong?”

"Know!"

"The fourth gate of Tiemen Hutong is an abandoned courtyard house, and things are placed in the courtyard.

I won't go in. Just tell Mr. San the address and ask him to arrange for someone to pick up the goods.

I'll come over to pay the bill tomorrow." After Zhang Junping finished explaining, he turned around and got on his bicycle and left directly.

He doesn't care about Scarface's retention at all.



"Third Master, Mr. Zhang came here just now and said that the goods should be placed in the fourth courtyard of Tiemen Hutong.

Let us go get the goods ourselves, and he will come over tomorrow to pay the bill." Scarface walked into the yard, came to the door of the house next to the main house, knocked on the door, and whispered the report.

"Take someone to bring the freight back, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow." Lin San was sleeping with his arms around the woman. After hearing Scarface's report, he got up from the bed and got dressed while explaining to the outside.

"Third Master, what kind of thing are you doing? Are you so mysterious?"

"Sleep in your sleep, women should stop asking about men's affairs!" Lin San scolded the woman in his arms.

The sweet talk just now is completely gone.

The woman had long been accustomed to Lin San being like this, so she didn't say anything more after hearing this, turned over and continued to sleep.

She was tortured quite a bit by Lin San just now.

Lin San came out of the house with his clothes on and went to the living room outside. He sat on the master's chair and waited for news about Scarface.

Although the goods cost more than three thousand yuan, it was a lot, but it was not enough to keep Lin San waiting without sleeping.

What Lin San values ​​​​is the channel behind the goods.

To be able to produce so much goods at once, there must be an unknown purchasing channel behind it.

Lin San is not thinking about grabbing the purchase channels yet, he just wants to build a good relationship and continue to cooperate in the future.

Of course, it was also because Lin San couldn't figure out where Zhang Junping was.

Don't dare to act rashly.

The goods worth more than 3,000 yuan were handed over directly to me without even seeing him.

This person is so sure that he doesn't dare to cheat on his goods.

Lin San waited for nearly an hour and drank a pot of tea.

Finally Scarface is back.

"Third Master, we've finished counting everything.

No more, no more, no less fungus and hazelnut mushrooms, exactly 10,000 kilograms each.

One hundred and twenty air-dried chickens, one hundred and thirty-five air-dried rabbits, and two hundred catties of bacon.

The goods are all shipped to our secret warehouse."

"Well, let's go ahead and start shipping out this morning!" Lin San stood up while explaining the shipment, "I'll go back to sleep.

The market is about to open, please bring someone to keep an eye on it!"

"Third Master, don't worry!"



Zhang Junping rode his bicycle and hurried back to the courtyard, jumped into the courtyard along the same path, and quietly put the bicycle back to where it was.

Then go into the house, take off your clothes and go to sleep.

Can't sleep?

It doesn't matter, let's do two hundred push-ups.

Not enough, two hundred more!


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