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Chapter 92, twists and turns (please subscribe!)

After hanging up the phone, Yu Wanzhi remembered that there was one more thing he hadn't told Lu An.

But then she relaxed again.

Originally, she planned to mail the basic salary of 2000 yuan in January to the other party by money order.Now that the matter of purchasing subscription certificates on behalf of others is mentioned, it seems that they are not so urgent.

She thought about it, when Lu An came to the Shanghai stock market, it would be the same to give cash in person, which would save time and effort.

Subscription card.
It was still on LuAnn's mind when he got back into the house.

Although he has been reborn and has mastered a lot of information about future generations in advance, compared to the early 90s, stock subscription certificates are the only outlet with less investment, short cycle, quick results and high benefits.

Therefore, as long as there is a chance, he will not want to miss it.

It used to be 30 yuan a piece, but now I don’t know what price has been hyped?

Or can it still be bought at the original price?
He had never seen it before, so he was very uncertain.

After washing up, Lu An went to the kitchen in the backyard for a stroll. The eldest sister and sister-in-law were making vegetables, and Song Jia was squatting next to her. The place was too big to accommodate so many people, and he didn't have anything to do all of a sudden.

Being bored and unable to read books, he went to Zeng's house, but found no one else from Zeng Lingbo.

When I asked his grandma, I found out that his father picked up the mother and son in the middle of the night last night.

Picked up in the middle of the night?
Lu An saw that Zeng's grandma's face was not good, probably because of her son's anger, she immediately stopped thinking about it, and asked instead: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, will Ling Bo come back to celebrate the New Year?"

Grandma Zeng shook her head silently.

Well, it's useless to ask.

After leaving Zeng's house, Lu An habitually walked into Wei's house, just in time for someone to make glutinous rice cakes.

Wei Bin shouted, "Big painter, do you want to join in the fun?"

Lu Ann rolled up his sleeves, walked over and said, "Let me try it out."

He took a tall round wooden stick from Wei Bin and matched it with the secretary.

Not to mention, making glutinous rice cakes requires ingenuity. Although he has strength, he is still inexperienced in this area. He was exhausted and paralyzed after relying on brute force for half an hour.

Wei Fangyuan handed him a cup of hot water: "You are tired, let's rest first."

Lu Ann nodded, took the water and sat aside.

Wei Fangyuan looked at him silently: "Your eyebrows are not raised, are you hiding something in your heart?"

Lu An didn't answer directly, but asked, "Did you say the road from Qianzhen to Baoqing is open to traffic?"

Wei Fangyuan asked sharply, "Do you want to go to Baoqing?"

Lu Ann hummed: "I have something to do, maybe I have to go."

Wei Fangyuan immediately stood up, "I'll make a call for you and ask my little aunt. His younger brother drives the county-level shuttle bus, so he should know the situation."

Lu Ann said that the purpose of his trip was for this.

Three minutes later, Wei Fangyuan came back and said to him, "The man said that the roadbed was crushed and traffic would be blocked for a while.

The man also said that if you want to take a car, you can take the car to Jianhua first, then get off the car and walk around the field ridge to bypass that section, and there will be a shuttle bus to pick you up on the other side.About 10 minutes away. "

"Eh, thanks."

After waiting patiently for a whole day, I didn't get a call from the Shanghai Stock Exchange until 11:[-] p.m.

Lu Ann collected his thoughts, he knew that today is probably a dead end, and he will see tomorrow.

On January 1th, the sky was clear and clear, which was a good day.

When the morning sun rises, his eyes are full of hope; when the sun sets, his eyes reflect the shadow of dusk, and his heart is waiting in vain.

Facts have proved that the guess is accurate.

He read and worked until 12 o'clock in the morning, and the snoring of the owner of the canteen across the street rang throughout the ten streets, but the phone still didn't come.

On January 1, the morning turned from sunny to cloudy, followed by heavy rain. His mood was as broken as that of the yellow mud road.

On February 2, Lu An thought of calling Yu Wanzhi twice, but in the end he didn't make it.

Although he doesn't know the other party very well, it is the basic principle for those who want to do big things to keep their promises. Since the other party said to help take a look when they are free, then the other party will definitely go and have a look if they are free.

If people are busy with everything and forget about it, they can only think that their luck is bad.

The most anxious day, the most anticipated day, and the most lost day, but also the most relieved day.

When there was no news at sunset, Lu An, who had been feeling anxious for the past few days, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the brush and swiped at the paper: I was lucky, I lost my life.

After living his whole life, he knows that everything is beyond his control, and he can't force it, and he should be free and easy when it's time to be free and easy.

Auntie's new brick kiln was sold, Lu Yan helped to cook the meal at noon, there was wine and meat, and when she was laying out vegetables and pouring wine on the dinner table, she treated Liu Yang more times than anyone else.

Lu An's heart is like a mirror, and the eldest sister has completely moved her mind.

But he pretended not to see it, and was too lazy to point it out. After all, he had a predestined marriage in his previous life, and he was very relieved. This was probably what everyone often said: If it's not a family, she can't enter a family.

The Spring Festival is lively, bright red and festive. Since the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, people at the crossroads have come to Lu An to write Spring Festival couplets one after another.

Everyone knows that he has a good handwriting, and now he has become a famous painter in ten miles and eight villages. If anyone mentions this behind his back, he will give his thumbs up.Even if a small number of people said sour words, they still felt that he was a bully from the bottom of their hearts.

This made Lu An miserable. He lay on the table all day without getting up, his waist hurt, his neck was stiff, and his legs were numb. Those who took the Spring Festival couplets from him were overjoyed, and they posted them on the door when they got home, saying Dip in the light of the "first family" in the village.

Sometimes he thinks, it's right to have the reputation of the old Lu's family, but have you never thought about peacocks flying southeast?

But having said that, he would absolutely not be able to do such a silly thing as hanging on to the southeast branch.There are so many novelties in the world, there are a lot of delicious food, and beautiful women are more supportive. He never figured out why his father was so short of breath in his last life.

It was sunny for two days, followed by rain and snow.

This is the second heavy snowfall this year. Snow flakes as big as goose feathers rustled on the ground, and there was silence between the sky and the earth.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, at noon, Lu An, who had just finished a set of math problems, was going to take a break and go to Meng's house for a walk in the afternoon.

Although he regarded Meng Qingshui as a tiger, a poison, and a cage, but he really missed Sister Qingchi a little bit, and she was about to take the Ph.
Suddenly, a voice came from the commissary: ​​"Lu Ann, call!"

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Sad reminder, it’s back to Yang in March, I’ve been exhausted all afternoon, my thoughts have been slackened, I just wrote a chapter like squeezing toothpaste, let’s say 6000 words today, wait for me to recover, and make up for today’s shortage in the next two days.

But big brothers, please rest assured that the new book is going to be rolled out in March to the end, and it will not be interrupted unless it is a last resort. Okay, that's it, I'm going to lie on the bed, see you at noon tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)