Although there is no Zhuge Liang around Cai Gen, there are many cobblers.
Standing on tiptoe to look at the bustling crowd, Cai Gen not only saw Xiao Shui fanning herself.
Xiaoer, Xiaocao, Duan Xiaohong, Erzhu, and even He Naizi.
The only one left was Tong Aijia. The old man took a seat in the front row and was rolling cigarettes.
Cai Gen did not move forward and stood in a corner at the side of the stage where there were few people.
As soon as I stood up, Xiao Tmall appeared out of nowhere.
He stretched out his paws to pull Cai Gen's trouser legs, looking arrogant.
He put on an expression asking for praise.
The subtext was also conveyed to Cai Gen's heart.
"Look, am I the warehouse keeper in place?
Is this arrangement okay?"
Cai Gen casually picked up Xiaotmall, caressed it, expressed wireless appreciation, and handed it to Tuantuan on his shoulder.
Including the weight of Xiao Tmall, Cai Gen carried more than 100 kilograms and did not feel tired at all.
Just after I answered the question correctly on Xiao Tmall, I happened to catch up with Zhen Shui Yin Fa's fan and arrived at Cai Gen's place.
"Yeah, my sister-in-law is here too.
Tuantuan, will my sister sell you sugar-coated haws to eat later?"
Cai Tuantuan politely refused.
"Sister Xiaoshui, I just finished eating, and I got acid reflux after eating too much hawthorn."
Yuanyuan nodded towards Zhen Shuiyin.
"Xiao Shui, it's winter, please give me a fan, okay?
Isn’t it a bit out of season?”
ok?
Of course it's not good.
Zhen Shuiyin looked at Cai Gen, and her meaning was obvious. It's not like your husband is crazy and wants to make a fan in the winter.
This is a matter of common sense, right?
There's no need to ask at all.
"There is no way, there are no flyers, only this fan.
Xiaotian said that this is a good opportunity for promotion.
Tens of thousands of people are so concentrated. If you are not in a hurry to leave, you must hand out some fans, otherwise you will not be able to bear the banner naming the place.
Just say that this is a joint souvenir for the Winter Fishing Festival, and it’s free.
Right? Brother Cai."
Cai Gen was a little embarrassed, but he had to be tough on his words.
"Well, Xiaotian is right.
I'm just here to take care of the kids, otherwise I'll send it out with you.
Don't force it when you distribute it. If others don't want it, forget it.
If someone is upset, say something unpleasant.
Don't take it personally and don't cause conflicts.
The worldly perspective is always so short-sighted."
Xiao Sun burst out laughing when he heard Cai Gen's nonsense.
Zhen Shuiyin's eyes immediately stood up.
"What are you laughing at?
Brother Cai, look at the kids, what are you doing here lazily?
Follow me to the market and hand out fans."
Xiao Sun stopped laughing immediately.
Indeed, it is rare for Cai Gen's family of three to get together.
He stopped causing trouble here and followed Zhen Shuiyin silently, handing out fans together.
Cai Gen looked around and saw that there were indeed a lot of people there, not 100,000 or 80,000, but certainly 40,000 or 50,000.
Who would have thought that a wave of fans could be posted here for promotion?
Many of the people who come here to watch the fun are coming back from other places to celebrate the New Year. These are all my target customers.
It's much more accurate than the train station or the expressway.
There are not many entertainment activities in small cities, unlike big cities, so this winter fishing festival can be regarded as the biggest entertainment during the Chinese New Year.
You see, people still have to do good things.
Originally, they were here to deal with the ancestral souls in Taiqing Valley, to prevent them from appearing as demons and to ensure that trouble would occur elsewhere during the winter fishing festival.
As a result, while ensuring people's safety, I also received benefits. It's really not as good as God.
Cai Gen, who was sighing, felt a commotion in the crowd behind him.
A few young men forced their way over, and the leader was tall and rude. He forcefully separated the dense crowd and led his friends behind him to the first row of the crowd.
He wears a more conspicuous outfit, a colorful racing suit.
It happened that there were few people in Cai Gen's area, and a few young people were very ignorant. They stood in front of Cai Gen and didn't even look at Cai Gen.
Fortunately, Tuantuan's vision was not affected, and Cai Gen moved a few steps to the side without thinking about it.
Judging from their clothes, they should be the silly roe deer who were drifting in place with their off-road vehicles on the ice just now.
Judging from their age, they are in their twenties, both male and female. They are in their prime and at the age when they are fearless.
Judging from their mounts, the likelihood of being a rich generation is relatively low. They probably haven't left school yet, or have just left school. They have accumulated millions of wealth and don't have enough time.
Judging from their behavior, they have no regard for other people's feelings and are a bit domineering. They have been spoiled since childhood and cannot pretend to be this natural.
Then, they are very likely to be the rich second generation that Cai Gen envies and hates.
It is said that you need to accept reality three times in life.
My parents are just ordinary people.
I am just an ordinary person.
My own children are just ordinary people.
Although Cai Gen accepted the reality very early, he still couldn't help but think about it when these young people stood beside him.
I still remember that young Runtu, who had read Brother Xun since childhood, fantasized more than once about what his identity would be when he grew up.
At that time, I felt that I should be the young master inside.
They have status, family background, face, status, their own interests and hobbies, and they also have time to worry about spring and autumn, as well as poetry and distant places.
When I grow up, I think it's not bad that I am Runtu.
Although working for the boss is tiring and hard work, there is always hope and hope so that one can endure.
As I grew older, I felt more and more that I might be that steel fork.
Even if you work very hard, your life is still not satisfactory. Don't talk about an ideal future. Being an honest tool is the next best thing.
It wasn't until he had been struggling in society for many years that Cai Gen finally understood.
Many times, the value of human existence will also change, and it is definitely not as valuable as a steel fork.
Especially as an ordinary tool worker, my career life is really worrying.
Therefore, Cai Gen was 99% sure that he was that Yu.
Understanding this truth is one of the reasons why Cai Gen chose to leave the big city.
Go back to your hometown, take advantage of the fact that your parents are healthy and your children are growing up, and try to seize the happiness you can.
Of course, Cai Gen had already deliberately forgotten all these thoughts and mental journeys.
Today, seeing the darling of fate, the rich second generation who won at the starting line, so closely, Cai Gen thought of everything.
Gently touching Tuantuan's feet, Cai Gen actually had a lot to say to his son.
I have always wanted my son to be a rich second generation.
It doesn’t mean that you have to win at the starting line and wait to die, nor does it mean that you have too many expectations and demands for your son.
I just want to give my children one more choice.
But this kind of right requires conditions that I don’t have now.
It's really inspiring to see the banner about sharing children again.
This may be the power of hope. Cai Gen felt that he saw the light.
