human suffering

Chapter 9 An empty shop full

The wife seems to have expected Cai Gen to say this, and she doesn't want to tangle any more and change the subject.

"What do you mean by the WeChat message you sent me last night?"

Cai Gen was a little reluctant to talk about it, and his wife was very busy at work, so talking about it was a little more troublesome. What if it was his own hallucination?

But under my wife's question, I had to answer. Since I'm not good at lying, I just wanted to try, and I said in a daze,

"Ah, WeChat, sent it to the wrong person."

When the wife heard this, she put down her chopsticks and stared at Cai Gen with her beautiful big eyes, with a bad expression on her face.

"Then who do you want to send it to?"

Cai Gen then remembered the content of WeChat last night, took two puffs of cigarettes, and continued to think about what to say next.

Wife's eyes are sharp, she stared at Cai Gen and said directly,

"You look so bad, what happened last night?"

Cai Gen saw that his son was there. Although he was young, he was also 8 years old.

"I delivered food last night and saw a lot, a lot of that."

Cai Gen said, his lips trembled a little, as if recalling the pictures of seeing a lot of things, his face became pale.

The wife lowered her head and thought for a while, then went to eat, took two bites, and said lightly,

"I'll take you to see the master tomorrow, make an appointment today, and you can see it tomorrow."

Cai Gen has also heard of it, but he doesn't know which master he is.

"Do you need to queue up to see things? How much? Can you show me?"

The wife was obviously very dissatisfied with Cai Gen's reaction.

"I don't care about things, especially my own family affairs. If you can't watch them, don't worry about them. I'll close the store tomorrow morning and I'll take you there."

Once the final decision was made, Cai Gen did not refute it. It is said that it takes 100 cases to see things and 1000 cases to do things, which is very expensive.

After the wife finished eating, so did the son, got up and hurried to leave, Cai Gen remembered,

"Leave the car in the store at night. The battery of the battery car is dead. I pushed it back in the morning. If there is a long way, I will drive it."

The wife was obviously surprised. Cai Gen was very timid. I saw a lot of things last night. Are you going to deliver food tonight?

"Otherwise, stop for a day, close the store tonight and go home to sleep."

Cai Gen was moved, but when he thought about it, there was no running water after closing the store, so he stubbornly said,

"Forget it, don't go back, just leave the car for me at night."

The wife and son left in a hurry without saying much about the matter, and hurried out of the store.

Cai Gen sat down at the table and started eating the leftovers of his wife and son, as well as one fried egg, two bowls of rice porridge, five fried dumplings, and two yellow croaker heads.

He was about to eat his rice bowl when the glass door opened, and before anyone came in, the voice came first,

"Mr. Cai's business was good yesterday."

As soon as Cai Gen saw the person, he quickly put the fried egg into the bowl and buried it under the rice porridge before raising his head to answer,

"Fly, you are watching at the door. As soon as my wife has finished eating, you will enter the house."

This person is not named Cang, nor is he called Fly, but since he was a child, everyone gave him the nickname, Fly.

Cai Gen has known him for almost 30 years, and he has no idea why.

Cai Gen didn't know that the fly's name was Shi Shangfei until he got married and bought a house, borrowed money from Cai Gen, and wrote the borrower on the IOU.

A big gold chain, a small watch, a sable suit, and a bag.

Some people say that this is the dress of the underworld, and that is because they do not understand the northeast.

In the Northeast, the real Jianghu people wear Tang suits.

And this dress only represents one kind of person, who puts money.

In ancient times, it was called Yinzi money, in modern times it was called usury, and legally it was called micro-loans.

Flies is an unofficial private micro-loan professional lender. He originally worked in a factory, and after the first taste of unearned sweetness.

After being suspended without pay, he plunged into the money-releasing army and worked hard for 5 years. He also had a good life. He went ashore with minor injuries and saved a lot of fruits of victory.

Since the fly's house is close to Cai Gen's store, after sending the children to school in the morning, he often comes to Cai Gen's for breakfast.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Cai Gen holding a rice bowl, without a trace of politeness, he went to the back kitchen and took out the bowls and chopsticks.

Sitting across from Cai Gen, pouring the porridge, his mouth kept on,

"Lao Gen, you've finished eating, I'll help you Darth with this."

Cai Gen, without speaking, hurriedly took a fried dumpling and put it in the bowl, and then began to eat the crispy fried fish head.

Just like eating without chewing, flies drank half a bowl of rice porridge, and then ate fried dumplings one by one.

"Lao Gen, did your business go well last night?"

Cai Gen concentrated on eating the fish head and answered casually,

"Good ass, just live."

The flies did not stop, and continued to eat the fried dumplings without stopping,

"That's takeout. I passed by the door of the mahjong shop after playing mahjong. Seeing that your house was full, and seeing that you were busy, I didn't come in to look for you."

Cai Gen despised for a while, you are the most active when you eat cheap, you hide the farthest when you see a living, and don't say help when you see that I am busy.

It suddenly occurred to me that there was no one to eat yesterday,

"You drink too much, there were no guests yesterday."

The fly drank the rest of the rice porridge in one gulp, burped, took out a cigarette, a thin rod, and found Cai Gen's cigarette on the dining table. A cigarette, held in the mouth,

"I can't. I didn't drink yesterday. It was after 1 o'clock in the middle of the night after playing mahjong. I still think, what kind of people are these people? They come to you for dinner in the middle of the night. There are men, women and children."

After he finished speaking, he lit the cigarette alone, took a sip, his face full of happiness after a full stomach, and then began to cough,

"Lao Gen, your cigarette is fake, right?"

Cai Gen ignored him, but the movement of drinking porridge was a little stiff, after 1 o'clock?

That was the time when the old man selling bean bags came to be a demon.

Is the house full?Men and women of all ages?

Is this grandson deliberately frightening himself?

Slowly recovering his swallowing function, Cai Gen wanted to grab a fried dumpling to divert his attention.

However, the 4 fried dumplings are gone.

Look again, the fish head is gone, too.

Fortunately, I buried the fried eggs in the porridge ahead of time.

The fly resisted and took another puff of cigarette, and continued to ask meanly,

"Yesterday's wave, there was a lot of water, how much did it sell for?"

Cai Gen was a little upset. I didn't see that wave, what was the price for?

"Have you finished eating? Go away, I'm going to bed."

The flies didn't feel anything wrong, they put out the cigarette, stood up and left, and said,

"Give me the interest the day after tomorrow, don't forget, I'll be waiting for it."

When it came to this, Cai Gen was even more troubled.

Ten years ago, you borrowed money from me, and I didn't charge a cent of interest.

Ten years later, you said that this is your profession, and collecting interest is professional ethics, I hope I respect it.

The old saying goes that 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, now ten years is a big mark.

Cai Gen, who couldn't stop sighing, suddenly thought of the Red Romance Hotel, and hurriedly stopped the flies.

　The gentleman of Eguan's great belt, once he sees the light and fluttering little hat, may not not move his counseling; the nobleman of the long banquet may not increase his nostalgia once he encounters the sparse curtain and the net is quiet.How can people drive away the flaming ox and lure the wind and horses without thinking about their own nature?Quoted from "Cai Root Tan"

　　

　

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