Feng Yanhong and her brother came to the field department early in the morning to pack things and clean up.
Before leaving work at noon, the two of them placed the few remaining goods in front of the door and took them in again after the rush hour.
Li Boshan walked around the house again and said, "This newspaper-paste ceiling is still usable, but it's a bit ugly."
Feng Yanhong raised her head and looked at the yellowed newspapers, feeling really uncomfortable.
"It doesn't matter, just use these two months."
Two months have passed since I have overcome it, and I can no longer waste the money I have.
At noon, the three of them bought twenty steamed buns from the bun shop next door, and made do with boiling water for lunch.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a big blue Jiefang car parked in front of the door. Feng Yanhong saw Wang Sheng's head sticking out in disbelief: "How can you use such a big car?"
Isn't this a waste of resources?
Yuan Zhengyang jumped out of the car, smiled and touched his bald head and said: "There is only one car idle in the factory. It's okay. I'll load the car with lumber when I get back later."
Yuan Zhengyang also came, and he actually drove here himself.
Several people worked together to unload the car and helped set up the tables. There were only four tables placed in one room in the house. One was placed in the kitchen as a countertop, and one table was left as a backup.
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When he was almost done with his work, Wang Sheng came close to Feng Yanhong again, with a playful smile on his face, as if he had never heard the rejection yesterday.
Feng Yanhong dodges consciously, and Feng Yanjun sees this and pesters Wang Sheng to talk about business matters.
Yuan Zhengyang really wanted to pull the wood. He urged Wang Sheng three or four times before Wang Sheng nodded.
He walked out of the house arm-in-arm with Feng Yanjun, "What does your sister like?"
"My sister likes my brother-in-law the most." Feng Yanjun was held back by him, his head half lowered, still looking like a joke.
"Hi~ Your sister isn't married yet, how can you get a brother-in-law?"
"Don't you want to do business? How about you help me if I teach you?"
Wang Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Yanjun, his eyes full of temptation.
"Hey, I can be your apprentice and do hard work, but it's not okay to sell my sister."
Feng Yanjun just let him hold the back of his neck without any resistance.
"You kid!...Don't you like my car? How about I build one for you later?"
"The car is a good car, but my dad said that the best thing is to get what you want."
Wang Sheng was so angry that he lost his temper. This guy wanted to use him for nothing!
He let go of his arm, gritted his teeth and tapped Feng Yanjun's face.
"Okay! Good boy, let's wait and see how I deal with you after I marry your sister!"
"Brother Sheng wants to take me in as his apprentice, and he can take care of me. I will definitely not resist, really!" Feng Yanjun straightened his back and said seriously.
"What a beautiful thought! Humph!"
Wang Sheng put on his toad mirror, glanced at Feng Yanjun fiercely, and jumped into the blue Jiefang car.
"Hey! It opens the day after tomorrow. I'll treat you to some cold skin."
"I know." This guy had a conscience, so Wang Sheng raised the corners of his mouth.
After tidying up in the afternoon, Feng Yanhong straightened up her sore waist and moved around. She saw Lao Yang carrying two large bags in his hands and coming out one after another with Teacher Cheng.
Teacher Cheng placed a key in her palm, "This is the key to the guest room in the side hall. I have packed it and left it for you to stay in."
Feng Yanhong was stunned for a moment, and thanked her happily without refusing.
Originally, she was still thinking about how to get a bed in the store. After all, she agreed to let them look at the yard. Unexpectedly, Teacher Cheng actually prepared it for them.
Feng Yanjun took the bag from Lao Yangtou's hand, and the two siblings took the couple to the station.
Feng Yanhong excused herself to rest for a while before going home. She rested until Li Boshan finished work.
She saw the contempt in Feng Yanjun's eyes, but she didn't care at all. She confidently got into Li Boshan's car and listened to his serious endorsement.
She doesn't know why, but she just thinks his endorsement voice sounds particularly nice...
"Mom, give me those food stamps in exchange."
Bai Xiu's face froze instantly, Feng Yanhong still smiled happily, "Exchange it with cash."
"If you are tight on money, just use it first." Bai Xiu said in a cold tone.
Feng Yanhong quickly waved her hand and explained, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I still have money left."
Her money is not tight now. She didn't expect that the rent would be so much lower if it was only three years in advance, so the two of them still have more than half of their savings.
Bai Xiu rummaged through her treasure box again and gave Feng Yanhong half of the stack of food stamps. Feng Yanhong did the math and counted a hundred yuan and gave it to her.
Bai Xiu put the money and the box back, and ran outside with her husband to see the little piglet. The little piglet was now more popular than their siblings.
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Feng Yanjun waited in the well room with the account book for a long time, squatting alone under the light, slapping himself from time to time to drive away mosquitoes. The account book in his hand was squeezed tighter and tighter, and his face became darker and darker.
When Chen Jianguo came, he was a little flinched and smiled, "Yanjun, why don't you stop waiting today and go to the brick factory to find them tomorrow."
"No, they agreed to pay it back today, so they have to pay it back today! Are you here to pay back the money?" Feng Yanjun looked indifferent, stood up and looked at Chen Jianguo.
"Here, my two dollars and a half." Chen Jianguo fumbled and took out the money he had prepared long ago from his pants pocket and handed it to Feng Yanjun.
"Thank you!" Feng Yanjun held two dollars and fifty cents and lowered his head.
"Why don't you thank me? Why don't you go back first? I'll talk to them when I go to work tomorrow." Chen Jianguo looked a little embarrassed after all.
"You don't need to tell me, isn't it a natural thing to pay back debts? I went to see them, and I didn't believe that they could act like cowards so naturally!"
How could he not know where they were at this time? He held the account book in his hand and Chen Jianguo paid two and a half cents, and walked towards the Lu family with sharp steps.
The Lu family bought a nine-inch black-and-white TV last year. In the evening, many young men and girls on the team gathered there, and now was no exception.
The door of the Lu family was open, and an Eight Immortals table was set up in the courtyard. The two Lu family brothers and several other people who owed him money were all present, either standing or sitting.
"Hey, isn't this Boss Feng? Why do you have time to come to my house today?"
Lu Guodong had a wicked smile on his face, his eyes narrowed with disdain.
"Don't you know what I can do here?" Feng Yanjun was already furious. He should have listened to his sister and refused to give credit to these mangy dogs.
"Of course I have to pay!"
"Haha ~ Boss Feng, you are such a big boss, why are you still short of the brothers' money? Our friendship has lasted for many years, isn't it worth those few dollars?"
"That's right. You earn a month's salary from us every day. Do you want to argue with us about the few dollars?"
"Are you trying to default on your debt?" Feng Yanjun frowned and his whole body was shaking with anger.