Chapter 1217

After Gu Zheng's repeated refusal, he reluctantly followed his eldest sister to the depths of the alley.

Until Gu Zheng's figure became a small black spot, Wang Fengdao did not forget to discuss with his elder sister the wonderful new brother he knew.

"Elder sister, I think so. Gu Zheng is a big brother..."

"When my brother and I are developed, why do we still set up this broken stall! Then... Ouch, elder sister, why are you holding my ear..."

Just now, the situation was very busy. Gu Zheng was still between them. In order to save face, sister Wang didn't spare her hand to find Wang Fengdao's trouble at all.

When they were completely safe and the door of the alley was in front of her, she could finally vent her depression.

"You stinky boy, or my brother, I think your sister pulled you up with a handful of shit and a handful of urine..."

"I don't think you'll shrink back as soon as you encounter the truth today."

"Don't think I'm a fool, elder sister. Did you plan to run away by yourself just now?"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Fengdao shrunk his neck with a guilty heart. Isn't he going to save his living power and try to do it slowly afterwards.

But in front of today's sister Wang, he dare not refute at all.

He knew that if he dared to say one more word, he wouldn't want to do anything else all day.

His eldest sister will let him know what it is to scold all day.

Therefore, his first thing to do is to admit his mistake, and he'd better pretend to be a poor trick.

"Gollum..."

Just at this time, Wang Fengdao's stomach without oil and water put forward his own protest, which was as loud as thunder in this not quiet alley.

"Elder sister, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten a mouthful this morning. Now I'm about to lose my support..."

"I want to eat elder sister's noodles. These goddamn pickets don't give people a way to live..."

Speaking of this, Wang Fengdao wiped a handful of nonexistent tears and told his eldest sister that she was full of tears.

Looking at the only bucket of chicken soup rescued in her hand, she can only sigh that Gu Zheng also knows whether a stall is delicious... It has an important relationship with the blending of old soup.

It's a pity to lose those worldly possessions, but it's always better than having to work hard to boil this pot of valuable soup.

Sister Wang remembered Gu Zheng's feelings.

When you have kung fu, be sure to put down a bowl of hot noodles and treat him to a good meal.

Because of this sentence, sister Wang, who calmed down, smiled bitterly at her little brother, raised the bucket with residual temperature in her hand, pointed to the direction of the door, and didn't know whether she was comforting her brother or herself... She whispered, "it's okay, it's okay if you're hungry, sister, I'll go home and give you the following... As long as the soup is there, it's okay..."

After saying this, the last few steps of the sister and brother were quite silent.

Wang Fengdao, who had never learned anything but fighting, suddenly opened his mouth on the way to the door.

"Sister, I know I've never done anything for this family before, but I won't do it later..."

"I'll follow Gu Zheng and do a good job to support our Lao Wang family..."

"When I make a lot of money, I'll buy delicious clothes for my nephew and niece, and my brother-in-law won't always show you face."

"At that time, if he dared to be picky, I would keep my sister all my life..."

As she said, sister Wang, who had spent half her life in consultation, suddenly burst into tears, and the water in her nose also emerged.

She was carrying chicken soup and couldn't wipe away her tears. Now she... Looks pathetic and ridiculous.

But Wang Fengdao, who stood behind her, was very sad by his sister's tears. He didn't dislike it at all, so he covered his not soft big hand on sister's equally rough cheek.

"Wipe, wipe, let's not cry. When the provincial a Niu and a Hua saw it, they said that my uncle was not..."

"Elder sister, let's go home..."

"Hey! Go home..."

"Bang"

An ordinary door in the alley was closed, which closed the family and the rich life of a small person.

This is very good, because Gu Zheng, who had already sat at the port station at this time, changed his national costumes again in response to the attention of No. 1 shed.

This time, after seeing Lao Xing's head, he immediately approached him. After confirming the time of the market with the other party, he passed by the person in charge of the recruitment office in the gap of work.

"Leader, ask me something. Did you pull the 14 inch TV last night?"

With this sentence, ye Baoguo's footsteps stopped. Looking around, he found that Gu Zheng really chose a good place to talk to him, so he settled down and whispered back: "what? Do you want to buy?"

It's not him. Ye Baoguo underestimates Gu Zheng. TV is not a cheap thing. Even if it can't pass Minglu, it's not something a porter can buy.

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished asking, the man with three sacks on his head nodded heavily.

"Yes, leader, I want to buy it. I have relatives in Nancheng."

In a word, ye Baoguo understood.

It turned out that the worker didn't want it himself.

He was really impressed by the only one among the workers who wore national clothes.

He said that the local labor market is full of workers and farmers in small towns near Nancheng, and none of them has crossed provinces like Gu Zheng.

Then it makes sense now, because there are people in Nancheng who dare to work here.

Similarly, ye Baoguo is willing to say more with Gu Zheng.

"If so, I won't tell you anything. 400 yuan, don't roll..."

Hey, it's as like as two peas. The price tag is the same as the price on the market.

But Gu Zheng knows that the price is still negotiable.

He was not a person who couldn't open his face. On the contrary, he said his psychological price as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Leader, but my relatives told me that if it exceeds 300 yuan, their family can't afford it..."

"Because they want more than one, they want to buy it first. If it works well, they will do a long-term job later..."

After hearing this, ye Baoguo became serious.

To tell the truth, because of the nature of his work, there are quite a lot of people he contacts.

Many ships that often dock in Hong Kong will be stocked by people on board.