Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 62 Eating Soft Rice

His words were a little biased towards the rich little girl.

Most probably also felt that the young man from the poor village had great luck to meet a beautiful and rich girl who liked him.

If the two of them are in a relationship, they will definitely save the younger generation from struggling for decades, go straight to the sky, and even help the whole family together.

Boss Mu frowned a little unhappily:
"Master, my fourth brother is only [-] this year. Next year, when the high school in the city starts, I have to go to school to study. How can I have the heart to drag people and little girls."

Both my father and mother said that as long as the fourth child studies hard, he will definitely be the most prosperous among their brothers in the future.

Therefore, the descendants of the same village began to see girls at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and when they turned eighteen, they married and had children.

Only the fourth eldest of his family is devoted to reading only the books of sages.

Family members are also very supportive.

As a man, you always have to start a career first, so that if you marry a daughter-in-law, people will not suffer and suffer with you.

The old guard guard looked at him like a fool, and then sighed:

"Young man, there is no way out of studying now. Uncle, I am a past person. In a person's life, money is the most important thing."

"Your younger brother spends all day in the factory living frugally and earning dead wages. It's better to be someone's noble son-in-law."

He is also kind.

After all, in this day and age, people are poor.

As long as there is a chance to climb up, you will fight with all your strength.

Now the girl takes the initiative to send it to the door, whoever does not seize this opportunity is a fool.

Boss Mu's brows furrowed even tighter, and Boss Mu, who was originally staring at the ox cart, was not very happy.

Mu Jianfeng and Mu Qi didn't know when they came out.

The latter looked at the doorman with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Master, I know you are kind."

"But I have been taught since childhood that men should stand upright, not eat what they come, and do things without looking at people's faces."

If he really becomes the man who eats soft rice, not only will he be sorry for the teachings of his parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, but he will also look at the woman's face in the future.

That kind of life is not what he wants.

His words were loud and clear, and his smile was gentle, but it made people look at his seriousness.

The doorman suddenly laughed and patted his shoulder:

"Good boy, have ambition!"

The strength of his subordinates was a little heavy, and Mu Qi's body was slapped slightly.

He rubbed his sore shoulder, still gentle:
"Master, you are really strong, like you have practiced martial arts."

He just said casually, but the uncle of the doorman nodded in recognition:
"I was originally a martial artist, or else your leader would let me guard the door?"

He said with pride:
"Looking back at the time, none of the gangsters with great kung fu on the street were my opponents."

Mu Qi smiled and said:

"Then you are amazing."

Mu Boss and Mu Er Er saw that the two were still chatting, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Mu Jianfeng coughed lowly and reminded:

"Fourth, we still have business to do."

Mu Qi looked at the cloth-covered basket on the ox cart, and was about to say goodbye to the guard, when he heard him say:
"You pull pork in this car, right?"

When Boss Mu and the others heard the words, they immediately stared at him defensively.

The uncle of the doorman carelessly pointed to the gap under the back of his fingers:
"I have good eyesight. As soon as you drove the car over, I saw it."

"Looking at the number of these back baskets, the meat inside is estimated to be seven or eight hundred catties."

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

The four brothers of the Mu family were a little afraid that this person would shake them out.

It was Mu Jianfeng who reacted first:
"Master, our village has just slaughtered pigs, and the family can't finish eating, so I thought of sending some to the relatives in the city."

This excuse is not bad.

(End of this chapter)