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Dad Yan had never been in a car before, and it was the first time he got in such a car after Yan Xin drove home.

He didn't know anything about the brand of the car, but in his eyes, anyone who drove a small car was a rich man.

Not only those who drive small cars are rich, even those who travel by taxi are all rich in his eyes.

Going out to pay New Year's greetings this time made him feel like a rich man.

Going out in such a small car is indeed much more comfortable and convenient than taking a minibus.

The only downside is that gas is too expensive.

He watched his son spend a lot of money on refueling, and felt that the money for the gas was much more than the fare they paid for going out in a minibus.

I can't help but feel that this thing is only affordable for rich people, even if it is given to him for free, he can't afford it.

Every time he is sitting in the co-pilot seat, which has a wider field of vision.

Of course, every time he got in the car, even if it was only a few miles away, in this village, Yan Xin would make him wear a seat belt.

Only then did Yan Xin drive.

It's not that there is no shortage of people, but when recruiting people, basically high school education is not considered - although he is only a high school student, he still has a little sense of education discrimination in it.

Yan Xin was depressed: "Has the news that I borrowed the boss's car not spread yet? The intelligence system in this village is still a little behind!"

The White Widow snorted.

In this day and age, salaries are not very high for those who have just graduated from college, let alone those who have graduated from high school.

The girl was very interested when she first asked, and she seemed to have some longing for going out to work, feeling that she was going to enter a wonderful world, and financial independence was just around the corner.

Yan Xin can only repeat the old lies. How did he get to know the rich people in the community when he was working as a security guard? He was given a salary increase only after he achieved relatively good performance at work, and even lent him money to build a house, and even lent him a car to drive back.

"What kind of car is this? It looks beautiful."

Yan Xin can only reiterate once again: "It is indeed beautiful."

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the villagers, the label of his house turned out to be like this.

He also asked how Yan Xin found that high-paying job.

Along the way, I have encountered many such people.

If it's a boy, Yan Xin can help introduce a job - go to An Ye's home decoration as a decoration worker.

Yan Xin nodded: "That's right. God rewards hard work, and the starlight pays off for passers-by. Hard work will definitely pay off."

The best way is to do enough security measures.

Never made a car like this, so I don't know about these things.

From a distance, there are two women.

Yan Xin made a self-introduction: "I belong to the Yan family of the [-]th group, and my name is Yan Xin."

He was very sure of this, because when he first came out, his monthly living expenses were only that little, and he lived on as usual.

But when he asked, he became depressed: "The monthly salary is only a few hundred yuan? Isn't that too low? The cost of living over there is so high, isn't the money earned even enough to eat?"

The White Widow looked around and was a little confused: "What is a seat belt? How do you fasten it?"

When I went to that aunt's house, the village was built with concrete roads. Although it was a bit narrow, there was no problem for a car to pass through.

Of course, this girl is not bad looking, so there will be more choices.

It's just that I was rejected later, and I felt a little lost.

The White Widow wanted to refuse, but her daughter opened the car door, said thank you, and got in.

But a girl is obviously not suitable for such a job.

So he repeated the lie again: "This is not the car I bought, it is my boss's car, and he lent me to drive it back."

——It's not that I have any expectations for Dad Yan, but I have some expectations for their family's conditions. If I can form a new family with such a person, the future will not be so difficult.

During the chat, the car drove to the village, and at the intersection where the [-]th group entered, Yan Xin hesitated for a moment, seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, he did not stop, but continued to drive the car, towards the White Widow The group I lived in drove over.

What he thinks about in the future is to develop into the Internet, and it is true that highly educated talents are needed.

Then he introduced his father: "This is my father Yan Weiguo."

Now that he recognized it, his face turned slightly red.

He doesn't have much confidence in his own driving skills, nor does he have much confidence in other people's driving skills. When driving on the road, he may not know what will happen.

As a result, the White Widow couldn't utter the words of refusal, so she could only say "thank you", and then followed her into the car.

But his own mother is sitting here, and he can only talk about these positive chicken soup for the soul.

But thinking that he is a villager, and he still has such a relationship, he can't watch others get wet in the rain.

Yan Xin smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, it's my home."

I didn't say anything more.

Suddenly it started to rain, and the pedestrians on the road did not bring umbrellas, and those who were not far from home rushed forward quickly.

Dress up and be a little beauty too.

Her daughter looked curiously at the car behind her, and at the two people in the car, neither of whom knew each other.

She knew that the matchmaker was going to introduce her to Dad Yan, and she had asked for her opinion before the introduction, and she had no objection, and even had some expectations.

He himself doesn't believe in this kind of chicken soup for the soul, but it doesn't stop him from using it to feed others.

The weather is so cold and it's raining, I haven't brought an umbrella yet, and it's not a good place to hide from the rain under the tree, there will be raindrops falling more or less.

Yan Xin said: "Then get in the car, we are going back too, so we just drop by and give you a ride."

I can only comfort her: "You don't have to worry about the job. It's easy to find a job now. You're also pretty. As long as the requirements are not too high, it's easy to find a job."

The girl laughed: "Am I really pretty?"

But I can only pretend that nothing happened, and pretend that I don't know Dad Yan.

"Then your boss treats you very well." The girl said.

So he nodded: "Yes, which group are you in?"

After laughing, he said, "Are you going home?"

Her daughter said unhappily: "Mom, you will hurt my self-confidence."

Yan Xin shook his head: "We don't lack people there for the time being."

If the distance is far away, go to the house on the side of the road to hide from the rain.

On this road, Yan Xin was not driving fast, so he was more careful.

The car drove all the way.

The girl suddenly felt a little lost, and said with a frowning face: "My academic performance is not good, I will definitely not pass the college entrance examination, and I will graduate from high school in a few months, and I have to go out to work. I don't know what I can find." What kind of work."

The White Widow's daughter nodded vigorously: "I came back from relatives, but I didn't expect to encounter rain on the way."

He felt embarrassed because the matchmaker had tried to match him with the White Widow.

The car drove closer, and Yan Xin was sure that the older one was the white widow who sold tofu in the village.

But now it was raining heavily, and they didn't bring umbrellas, so they couldn't find a place to hide from the rain, so they could only hide under the camphor tree.

It doesn't matter if you don't have experience, as long as you are hard-working, diligent and studious, there will be a master who will teach you.

Yan Xin also bought tofu from her, and met her on the road many times when she was in elementary school and junior high school, so she has a certain impression.

At this time, Dad Yan realized one of the benefits of owning a car, that is, he doesn't have to hide from the rain when it rains.

After the car door was closed, Yan Xin did not start the car in a hurry, but first said to them: "Fasten your seat belt."

These words actually made the White Widow have a great impression of him, thinking that this young man is quite sensible.

From the cement road in the town to the dirt road into the village, after driving for only two miles, there was a drizzle in the sky, which made Yan Xin drive more carefully.

Yan Xin could only nod: "Yes, my boss treats me very well."

Although he is from the same village, he is not in the same group. The White Widow is not familiar with him, but he feels a little familiar, but if people ask him that way, he must be from the same village.

After all, her daughter is also a third year in high school, but she quickly fastened her safety belt and helped her mother fasten it.

When we met this time, thinking about that period of the past, I was a little embarrassed.

"That's not enough," Yan Xin said, "If you save a little over there, you can still live on two or three hundred yuan a month."

The temperature is still relatively low now, and no one wants to get wet, so when it rains, the pedestrians on the road will hurry up, either rushing to the house or rushing to the nearest small shop.

The White Widow couldn't help but said: "Xiao Yan, don't praise her, this girl likes to be beautiful, if you praise her again, she will go to heaven."

When Yan Xin drove the car next to the mother and daughter, she stopped, rolled down the window, and said to the white widow, "Are you Auntie Bai who sells tofu in our village?"

The girl understood his point: "So, no matter what kind of job you do, you have to do it seriously, so that you can get promoted, isn't that the truth?"

Yan Xin also responded to what he learned one by one.

The White Widow smiled helplessly, and said, "Xiao Yan, you just know how to talk."

Regardless of whether hard work will pay off, for these bottom-level people, if they want to get a better life, hard work is not wrong, and sometimes it is even the only choice.

It was the White Widow's daughter who asked Yan Xin curiously:

"Wow, this is the legendary Mercedes-Benz?" The girl exclaimed, looking at Yan Xin with a different look, "You have only been working for more than a year, not only have you built a small villa, but also I can afford a Mercedes!"

The girl asked again with a smile: "Where do you work? Is there still a shortage?"

Although the camphor tree is very big and its leaves are quite dense, it is only a tree after all, there are still gaps between the branches and leaves, and there will be rainwater falling.

What's even more depressing is that according to his previous life's memory, it will take a few years before this road will be repaired. In the next few years, every time he goes home, he will have to endure such a road.

Before she could speak, her daughter said behind her: "Wow, is your family the Yan family that built a small villa in Group [-]?"

"Mercedes." Yan Xin said.

Father Yan had noticed it a long time ago, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's the tofu seller, and the young one should be her daughter."

If you don't know someone, you will drive there directly when you encounter such a situation.

In all fairness, this girl is really good-looking, she may not be pretty, but she is definitely not ugly.

It can only be said that it is better than continuing to walk.

But back to my own town, there is such a dirt road, the contrast is strong, and it is really depressing.

However, this girl obviously didn't want to live a life of two or three hundred yuan a month for living expenses, and she was very sad.

Her daughter is not afraid of life, so she asked Yan Xin about part-time jobs, asking him which jobs pay more, which jobs are easier, and which jobs are easier to find, and also asked him to find an eight-hour job now. How much is the monthly cost, is it enough to spend?

This time when he came back from another town, as soon as he entered the bumpy country road, Yan Xin put all his energy into driving this car.

Yan Xin still pays more attention to the issue of traffic safety.

The few small shops passing by behind were crowded with people sheltering from the rain under the canopy.

Five or six miles away from the village, I suddenly saw two people hiding from the rain under a camphor tree on the side of the road ahead.

As the car drove closer, Yan Xin suddenly let out a snort and asked his father, "Dad, do you think the one hiding from the rain is the one who sells tofu in our village?"

Yan Xin glanced at her through the rearview mirror, and said with a firm tone: "Well, it's really beautiful."

On one side of this section of the road is a canal connecting several villages, and on the other side is farmland with no houses.

Maybe it's because of the Chinese New Year, along the way, you can see pedestrians on the road, some are walking, some are driving motorcycles, some are riding bicycles, most of them are wearing new clothes, and some are still with their families. There is a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Those who celebrate the New Year, who are not relatives or relatives, are also embarrassed to rush into other people's homes, so passers-by who are generally sheltering from the rain will choose to hide from the rain in places like small shops, and businessmen will not drive people out.

There is only one tofu seller in the village, known as the White Widow. Last year, a matchmaker came to introduce the White Widow to Dad Yan, but Dad Yan refused.

I'm really sorry, just buy something that costs one or two yuan, and it will be fine.

When he said this, he glanced inside, and then saw Dad Yan sitting in the co-pilot seat.

Neither Dad Yan nor the White Widow said anything, and both of them felt a little embarrassed.

It's just that there is a distance between them, and he can't be too sure, so he asked his father.

The two of them haven't discussed this matter face to face, and after learning from the matchmaker that they were rejected, they lost their minds.

Yan Xin's words were not against his will.

It took more than half a mile to reach another village.

I don't know how it got here.

Being able to sit in the car at this time is obviously the best choice, so she is not polite.

They drove all the way to Bai's house, then stopped, let them get out of the car, received a series of thanks, and then turned around and went home.

On the way to drive the mother and daughter, Dad Yan didn't say anything, just looked at the scenery outside, feeling very uncomfortable.

When he turned around, he let out a long breath, feeling relieved.

Yan Xin couldn't help laughing: "Dad, you are also in your 40s, why are you so shy?"

Dad Yan scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, I just don't like talking to others."