I am a rich second generation!

Chapter 226 The Girl Picking Dung in the Field
On the bumpy mountain road, several refitted Ford F450 Raptors drove bumpily all the way to the destination Silihe Village.

The villages in Tianfu Province are very different from the plains. The hometown in Gu Cheng's memory is the countryside, but every family is connected and densely populated. Especially during the Spring Festival, it is very lively to visit relatives and friends.

But now that the Spring Festival is approaching, in Silihe Village, Gu Cheng did not find the familiar scene in his memory.

About dozens of households are scattered and scattered. Although they are not low-rise tile houses, the small western-style buildings that are very common in the plain countryside are one that has not been seen. Surrounding the village is a bare river. It is winter , I can't see a little bit of aquatic plants, even if I stare carefully, I can only see shallow ripples on the water surface, silently telling people that it is flowing slowly.

There is a huge unknown tree at the entrance of the village, and there are a few small benches under the tree. It should be a place where the village gathers and chats in the occasional leisure time.

Suddenly, Gu Cheng saw a middle-aged woman carrying a hurdle walking towards the village in a hurry not far away, and quickly ordered the driver to catch up with the middle-aged woman.

The noise of the car body was very loud, and the middle-aged woman was also attracted by the sound, so she stopped and looked back.

The Ford F450 Raptor is huge!
Especially after the modification, it is 9 meters long and more than three meters high. It is not much different from ordinary tanks. Not to mention that people in remote mountain villages have never seen it, even if they live in big cities, they rarely have the opportunity to see it.

Such a huge monster, and there were three of them, startled the old lady, and she stood where she was, not daring to make a sound.

When the three cars stopped about ten meters away from the middle-aged woman, Gu Cheng immediately opened the car door and jumped out, Qiao Yi followed quickly, and all the bodyguards got out of the car at the first time. The young woman couldn't help but took a few steps back, and seeing this expression, if Gu Cheng and his group dared to step forward, her next move should be to run away.
Aware of this, Gu Cheng waved his hand to signal the bodyguards not to follow, while he tried to be gentle and walked towards the middle-aged woman.

"Hello, Auntie, I would like to ask, do you know where Song Qingwei's home is?"

Gu Cheng tried his best to appear a little more approachable, but the disadvantages of the upgraded temperament +10 also appeared. For ordinary people with a little knowledge, they will naturally feel a sense of respect in the face of this extravagance.

But for the real low-level people, facing this kind of nobility, they will naturally have an inexplicable fear. (I saw it with my own eyes when helping the poor, so don't argue.)
In addition, Gu Cheng was wearing a top-notch luxury brand, and there were six strong bodyguards in suits not far away, which also made the middle-aged woman subconsciously recognize Gu Cheng as a so-called big man, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

Fortunately, Qiao Yi immediately understood what was going on, and said in a Tianfu dialect that he had just practiced: "Ma'am, we are Song Qingwei's classmates, and I want to go to her house to have fun. Do you know where her house is?"

Perhaps it was Qiao Yi's native dialect that made her feel kind, so she slightly distanced herself from Gu Cheng, and said to Qiao Yi, "Which one is Song Qingwei?"

"It's Song Qingwei, a college student."

Gu Cheng knew that Song Qingwei was the only college student in Silihe Village.

Sure enough, the middle-aged woman immediately understood and said in dialect: "You are talking about the eldest daughter of Song's second family, right?"

"exactly."

"You should be classmates of the daughter of the Song family, right?

Song Lao Er's house is inside, and the first house after entering is his house, but the daughter of Song's family must have gone to the field, his old man has killed people, he is very vicious, you guys wait here for a while, Go to her house when she comes back. "

When Joey heard about the murder, he was about to ask again, but was stopped by Gu Cheng.

When he was in Jinling before, he had heard Xiao Jieba say that her father had saved someone from prison, but Gu Cheng didn't ask about Xiao Jieba's feelings at that time, the "killing" that the aunt said should be related to this matter.

"Auntie, can you tell me where her home is?"

Finding that these two young big men didn't have any pretensions, instead they were very polite. The aunt also put away her restraints, pointed to the river dam next to her and said, "You can see it when you walk along the head of the dam. The fields in our village are all in the dam. On the head, and no one is going to the fields at this time of year, so if you see someone, it must be a girl from the Song family."

"Thank you, Auntie."

After Gu Cheng thanked him, he walked directly along the head of the dam.

Joey also politely thanked him and then quickly followed Gu Cheng's footsteps with the bodyguards.

Seeing Gu Cheng and the others leave, the aunt patted her chest, and said to herself, "The daughter of the Song family is well-developed, and she met such an amazing classmate when she was in college."

As he spoke, he couldn't help taking a few more glances at the Ford 450 Raptor parked at the head of the village, and carefully gestured.

"It's bigger than my house, a tank!"
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The wind on the head of the dam was very strong, and Qiao Yi was shivering from the cold behind Gu Cheng, and couldn't help but said: "Song Qingwei is really frost-resistant, and she went to the fields in such a cold day. I remember that there are no crops in Tianfu Province that need winter Take care of it?"

Gu Cheng didn't pay attention to her, and didn't care whether she could keep up or not, and his pace became faster and faster.

The Joey could only grit his teeth and follow behind him panting.

Ten minutes later, Gu Cheng saw a small black spot appearing in the distance, and then thought of what the middle-aged aunt said just now, he immediately quickened his pace. This time, except for the bodyguards who could barely keep up, the Joys were left far behind. in the back.

As the distance gets closer, the black spot gets bigger and bigger
Gradually transformed into a familiar figure.

At less than 20 meters away from her, smelling the lingering stench in the air, Gu Cheng already guessed what was in the two big barrels she was carrying.

At this time, Xiao Jieba was wearing a light green winter suit, carrying two large buckets on his small body, and his usual high ponytail was blown everywhere by the wind on the river dam. Even in the bloated winter suit, he could still see With her hidden thin body, Gu Cheng didn't know how heavy the two buckets were, but he knew that the weight inside was definitely not something an ordinary girl could handle.

Her steps are very slow, taking two or three seconds to take a step on average.
Gu Cheng didn't know how long he had walked for the ten-minute journey. After being silent for a while, he softly called out, "Little stammer."

Not long after the sound came out, it was blown away by the howling cold wind.

But the little stutterer in front of her paused slightly. Many people have called her the nickname "Little Stutterer", but only one person has this voice.

Since it was difficult to let go of the burden, she could only look back with difficulty.

Looking at Gu Cheng who was not far away from her, whose head was messed up by the wind, Song Qingwei couldn't help shaking, and almost didn't hold the pole on her shoulder.
After working hard for nearly half a minute, Song Qingwei put down the pole, and Gu Cheng also took advantage of this time to stand in front of her and stared at her with a smile without saying a word.

Rubbing her hands that were red from the cold, Song Qingwei said a little embarrassedly: "You, you, you. Are you going to make a sound?"

Seeing that Gu Cheng was silent, she seemed to think that Gu Cheng might not understand the Tianfu dialect, so she repeated it in Mandarin.

Compared with her dialect, when she speaks Mandarin, she stutters even more.
"If I don't come, how can I see that you don't want volunteers with hundreds of dollars a day, and you ask for leave to come back and pick up shit?"

Looking at Gu Cheng's teasing expression, Song Qingwei's face, which had been blown dry by the wind, couldn't help turning red, until it reached the base of her ears.

"Tiantian needs to be raised, otherwise next year it will be difficult to plant."

Gu Cheng had read the word "farm farming" in his textbooks. Before the advent of chemical fertilizers, almost anywhere in the country, there was a saying of burying manure to raise fields in winter.

However, when chemical fertilizers became popular, the word "farm cultivation" has faded out of people's field of vision.

Not to mention that people in the city don't know it, many serious rural people can hardly remember it.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng shook his head and said helplessly: "You are still a college student, and you don't even understand the accounts, and the books are all in the dog's stomach!"

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Listening to Gu Cheng's inexplicable accusations, Song Qingwei lowered her head subconsciously, with a bit of grievance in her big eyes
"Do you not understand why I scolded you?"

"Let me just do the math with you. Your salary as a volunteer is 320 yuan a day, 2240 yuan a week, and a ton of chemical fertilizer is only 3000 yuan. If you have the skills to pick up shit, it's better to pay more." Go volunteer for a few days.

You also asked for leave to come back to pick up shit. If everyone is as stubborn as you, capitalists across the country will be starved to death by you! "

I don't know why, when facing Song Qingwei's submissive grievance, Gu Cheng always has endless complaints.

And Song Qingwei felt even more aggrieved when she heard that Gu Cheng had settled the accounts for her, as if she had really done something stupid, and then, like an ostrich, sold her head even deeper.

Grabbing her collar, she slipped Song Qingwei to the side of the road without any difficulty, and then Gu Cheng went straight to the two large excrement buckets full of filth, and put them on her shoulders according to the impression of using a shoulder pole, without any trouble. Don't care if your high-end custom-made clothes worth 10,000+ get dirty.

"dirty!"

Seeing Gu Cheng's movements, Song Qingwei opened her eyes wide like a frightened deer, and wanted to run up to stop Gu Cheng.

"Get over here and watch, I'll give you two buckets of manure again!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Song Qingwei, she exerted force on her waist and stood up holding the dung bucket.
The two buckets of manure are not heavy, and the total is estimated to be more than 100 catties, but the use of the pole still requires experience. Gu Cheng has never used a pole in two lifetimes, and the manure bucket is rickety.
The already irritating smell was suddenly aroused
Gu Cheng, who was the closest, was the first among them, and his face turned green from the smoke.
Finally, after only taking a few steps, Gu Cheng couldn't bear it any longer, put down the pole directly, and ran to the headwind to breathe heavily
Several bodyguards have been holding back their smiles watching this scene
They know who their boss is
If this photo is spread, the chairman of Trillion Group will experience life and pick shit in the fields
The last hot search shouldn't be a problem, right?
Song Qingwei seemed to have expected this ending, and walked to the side of the dung bucket with small steps still quietly, and was about to put the pole on her shoulders.

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, Gu Cheng obviously slowed down, just in time to see this scene, and immediately shouted: "Put it down!"

Song Qingwei was so frightened that she quickly put the pole on the ground and hid her hands behind her back with a look of bewilderment.

Gu Cheng, who came back slowly, covered his nose, looked at several strong bodyguards and asked, "Have any of you ever used a shoulder pole?"

"Boss, we have all used it in the army."

The bodyguard's truthful answer made Gu Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

"That's okay, you guys come out and help me pick out the dung. I will reward an extra 1 yuan, and I will send it out later!"

As soon as the words fell, a bodyguard stepped forward, carrying the pole steadily on his shoulders, and the 100-jin dung bucket was carried by him as lightly as if there was nothing.

Each of these bodyguards is a special soldier who has won the honor of soldier king in the army, and is also the most popular bodyguard group in China. As for the price, it is also very high, with an annual salary ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions.
Despite this, many wealthy people can't find such bodyguards with money.
Gu Cheng, relying on Lin Xiao's relationship, asked for 6 of them at once.
If the group of wealthy people who can't recruit people know that their bodyguards are here to pick shit for Gu Cheng, they probably want to strangle Gu Cheng to death.
But Gu Cheng didn't feel guilty at all.

Who made himself rich?

If college students who can’t find a job find out about the fact that 1 yuan is simply picking a shit, they can’t wait to sign up and pick Gu Cheng to go bankrupt.
But Song Qingwei didn't think so.

She only knew that Gu Cheng had spent 1 yuan in order not to let her choose, so she became anxious and ran to Gu Cheng quickly: "I can, no need"

But before she finished speaking, Gu Cheng interrupted impatiently, and Gu Cheng also knew what she was anxious about: "Don't quarrel, if you quarrel again, you will pay the 1 yuan."

Song Qingwei: "."

Seeing the little stammer who was choked in front of him, Gu Cheng smiled and continued: "Where is your farm? Finish work early and go back early, I'm hungry."

After finishing speaking, Gu Cheng's stomach grunted in unison.

"It's not far ahead."

"That's fine, let them choose, and you call when you get to the place."

The bodyguard who was ordered by Gu Cheng steadily carried the dung and walked forward.

Just when Gu Cheng was about to lead Song Qingwei to follow, there was a heavy gasp from behind: "Gu Cheng! You...you wait for me!"

Hearing this voice, Gu Cheng and Song Qingwei turned their heads together.

Song Qingwei saw Qiao Yiren who was out of breath and was about to help her, but Gu Cheng grabbed the back of Fate's neck and slipped back
"Leave her alone, show them the way here."

"Cocoa"

"Don't be so, if it's 1 yuan, you will pay."

Song Qingwei: "."

She knew that Gu Cheng would not let herself pay, but she was bullied and ordered by Gu Cheng for more than a month when she was in Jinda, and she had developed a habit of being obedient in front of Gu Cheng, and the word "rejection" never existed in her consciousness. I could only stand there and worry.
Gu Cheng turned his head and glanced at Qiao Yiren, and found that she was in good condition, so he didn't say much, took Song Qingwei's dry hand, and said lightly: "Guide the way, she will follow."

"oh oh."

Feeling the temperature of Gu Cheng's palm, Song Qingwei calmed down unexpectedly.
It's just that the wind on the dam is too sticky, blowing her face like a ripe cherry tomato.
(End of this chapter)