I am Fugui

Chapter 50 Expansion of business?

"Father, just accept your fate. Your son and I have been like this for the rest of our lives. Just leave it to my son to earn back the Xu family's fortune."

Xu's father was not angry when he heard this, and looked him in the eyes, "You are definitely my seed, and what you say is exactly the same as I used to say, and I said the same to your grandpa."

"As a result, my son not only failed to earn back the Xu family's family business, but also tossed the rest of the family business."

As he spoke, he stretched out two withered fingers, and said mockingly, "Two prodigal sons have come out of the Xu family."

Then he changed his two fingers into three fingers, "When your son grows up, maybe the Xu family will have a third prodigal son, but it's a pity that there is no family property for him to lose."

Xu Fugui shook his head like a rattle, and said loudly: "My son will not be as useless as your son, he will definitely be capable in the future."

Father Xu couldn't help laughing, and walked on the dirt path with his hands behind his back. Xu Fugui held a kerosene lamp in his hand to help him illuminate.

When they came to the entrance of the village, perhaps because of the cold weather, there was no one around, and the cold wind was bleak, and the two couldn't help shivering.

"Father, why do you come here to squat in a hole, not afraid of your butt freezing hard? The toilet at home is not unusable, besides, you used to be a master anyway, and squatting in a pit at the entrance of the village is simply vulgar." Xu Fugui complained again .

"Hey, I'm not a master for a long time. I can do whatever I want. I didn't beg you to follow me. If I'm afraid of the cold, I just go home. It's easier for me to squat alone."

Xu Fugui pulled down the melon cap, put his hands into the armpits of his clothes, and squatted under the plum tree not far away, quietly watching the dark sky.

A gust of wind blew past, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be blown away. The western sky actually showed the last sunset, dyeing half of it red.

Xu Fugui searched in his mind for a long time, trying to find two lines of poems to describe it, but racked his brains, he couldn't get along with half a word.

"What a broken sunset, it's so beautiful." In the end, he could only say this.

Xu's father next to him suddenly uttered a strenuous cry. The cry was so loud that other people in the village could hear it. It was very unpleasant.

Xu Fugui's attention was drawn back, he glanced at Father Xu, "Father."

"Ok?"

"Don't hide things in your heart."

Father Xu was stunned for a moment, "What are you hiding? It's almost as good as hiding my few golden beans."

Xu Fugui grinned, "I'm afraid I'll piss you off."

Father Xu grabbed a stone next to him and threw it over, "Curse me to death, you bastard, you are so clean after death, right?"

"I don't want to die. I haven't seen my precious grandson yet. I have to make trouble for Youqing's wife in the future."

"Yes, Dad, you should think so."

The red clouds in the sky disappeared in a short while, and the sky was completely dark. Xu Fugui was idle and bored, so he simply found some dry grass and branches nearby, lit a fire with a kerosene lamp, and stretched out his hand to warm the fire.

"Bastard, you really don't plan to expand the lo-mei business?"

Xu Fugui shook his head, "I have no such ability."

He nodded, "I'll go to the county seat with you tomorrow."

"Why are you going to the county seat?"

"I want to report to you when I go to the county seat?"

Xu Fugui pouted, Father Xu took out a bamboo blade and scratched his buttocks, "I'm going to contact those old friends tomorrow, I don't know if they still like me."

Xu Fugui snorted, and looked at the bamboo in his hand with disgust, "Father, there is toilet paper at home, why do you still use this bamboo?"

These bamboo pieces are small, not long, and polished very smooth. They are used by poor people to wipe their buttocks. After all, they don’t cost money.

But Xu Fugui couldn't get used to using this thing since he was a child. Firstly, it hurt his butt, and secondly, he felt that he couldn't wipe it clean.

Although straw paper is not as comfortable as white toilet paper, it is at least much better than bamboo chips, and the price is not expensive.

Father Xu fastened his trouser belt, didn't look at him, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and walked slowly towards the house.

Helplessly, Xu Fugui untied his trouser belt, poured urine on the fire, and followed with a kerosene lamp.

When they got home, Laishun and Changgen had already fallen asleep, and there was a brazier beside the bed, and Mother Xu was sitting in the room waiting for them to come back.

"Fugui, the cloth shoes are ready. These are Jiazhen's, this is Fengxia's, this is your father-in-law's, and your family's Ming's. I don't know if the size fits. Take them there tomorrow." Xu Xu Mother took out four pairs of cloth shoes.

Xu Fugui first closed the wooden door tightly, sat in front of the brazier and warmed his hands, took the cloth shoes and touched them, "Mother, your handicraft is still so good, you must have taught Jiazhen's needlework."

Xu's mother smiled and said, "That's not true, Jiazhen is clever, and she will be able to master it within two days of learning."

After roasting for a while, I got up to look at the lo-mei, then took out a wooden bucket, poured the remaining hot water in the iron pan, and began to burn my feet comfortably.

The next day, Father Xu got up early in the morning and followed them to the county seat.

Although Xu's father is only in his 50s, he has always had a coughing problem. He will gasp for breath after taking two steps, and his chest is like a bellows.

Halfway through, Xu Fugui simply gave Laishun the lo-mei, and knelt down to carry Xu's father on his back.

Of course Father Xu was not happy, and wanted to get down and walk by himself, but Xu Fugui just wouldn't let him down, and stayed on his back with peace of mind after a while.

Xu's father looked at his side face, and suddenly said: "The face is much darker, and the muscles are also stronger, and he looks more like a man."

When he came to the county seat, Father Xu didn't rush to visit his old friends, but sat next to the lo mei stall and watched them sell.

It is worth mentioning that when shopkeeper Zhou of Wang's Restaurant passed by, he bowed to Mr. Xu respectfully after seeing Father Xu.

Father Xu waved his hand, "Don't call me that, it's not Mr.

Shopkeeper Zhou shook his head, exchanged greetings, and invited him to sit in, but Xu's father refused, saying that he had made an appointment with someone else, and it was time to go now.

He sold the lo mei all over the place, and it was already noon, and Father Xu happened to come back from visiting friends, with no expression on his face.

"Fugui, are you sure you don't want to expand your business? Those old guys gave me back some face." He said.

Xu Fugui shook his head, not to mention expanding his business, after staying for two or three years, he was going to tell the outside world that the business could not continue, so he withdrew the lo mei stall and concentrated on farming at home.

When the three of them came to Chen's residence, Xu's father refused to go in, saying that he was ashamed to see his in-laws, and his thoughts were similar to Xu Fugui's.

Xu Fugui had a thick skin and knocked on the door.

"My master told you not to let you in." The servant opened the door, and when he saw him, his expression turned cold immediately.

Xu Fugui didn't care either, and took out the cloth shoes, "I won't go in, can you please pass the things to Jiazhen for me?"

The servant was about to speak, when a voice suddenly came out, "Brother-in-law, you are here, come in quickly, don't worry about my father's old antique."

(End of this chapter)