Reborn 1990 Warm Marriage Sweet Wife

Chapter 99 At least 50 yuan

When Qian Guizhi heard that Wen Yang wanted to buy those dead pigs, and he could barely recover some losses, he kicked his feet and shouted: "Sell it to her, sell it to her!"

"Shut up! Bitch!" Wen Shilong roared.

Seeing that Qian Guizhi was hurt so badly, Wen Yang could still think about money, so it was true that he really loved money.

Xu Xu frowned slightly, what kind of wonderful family is this?
"You want me to make a price? Let me tell you, at least 50 yuan for one pig! 400 yuan for eight pigs! Don't talk about less!" Wen Shilong said loudly!
How much can 50 yuan buy?A catty of corn is 50 cents, and good rice is 250 cents per catty. [-] yuan can buy about [-] catties of corn, enough to feed a family for at least three months.

Good rice can be bought for 1 catties, and almost 00 catties of rice can be bought. A dead pig is so expensive, of course it is a lion!
When they buy piglets, they spend at most a few yuan to more than ten yuan. Their family feeds the weeds in the field all year round, and basically spends no money on feeding them. This is a business that does not lose money.

"Okay, deal! This is 400 yuan, the second uncle will keep it."

Wen Yang took out four Grandpa Mao cards from his bag and handed them to Wen Shilong.

I don't want to bargain with him at all, and it's a good deal to buy a dead pig for 50 yuan.

She has other plans.

Wen Shilong was dumbfounded!

This stinking girl Wen Yang is really a fool with a lot of money!If he had known earlier, he would have raised the price a little more!
Anyway, the pig is dead, what else can I do except throw it away?
Allowed to stand without saying a word, he wanted to see what Wen Yang would do next.

Qian Guizhi smiled and saw four pictures of Grandpa Mao, with a face distorted with a distorted smile, typical eyes open when seeing Qian.

"Okay. Those pigs are yours." Wen Shilong thought that he had made a lot of money anyway, so never mind him.

"And ask my second uncle to write me a note stating that you sold these pigs to me for 50 yuan a head, no matter what I do."

"Okay, Yunshuang give me a pen and paper."

Wen Shilong consciously took advantage of it, since she got the money, no matter what she does with it!

Then, according to Wen Yang's request, he wrote a note about selling pigs crookedly, signed his name, and put his fingerprint on it.

"Second Uncle, then it's over, I'll go first."

"Okay. After two days, my family's affairs are settled, and I will discuss with you about your father and younger brother's grave relocation. Don't worry."

Wen Shilong took the money, his face was cheerful, and his words became warm.

But it's all for the sake of the four big tickets.

Wen Yanghe promised to go out of the house and came to the yard, she tiptoed to pick a red pomegranate, which was planted by herself, she wanted to taste it.

Allow to see that she held it in her hand for a long time without opening it. She stretched out her hand to take it, and with a twist of her hands, the red juice of the pomegranate flowed out. Wen Yang took half of it with a smile: "Try it too, this pomegranate tree belongs to my father and I." It was planted back then, and this tile-roofed house also belongs to my family, but now it’s different, only this pomegranate is still there.”

"The pomegranate tree is still there, and I still want to, we can stay for a few more days."

Allowing to hear her tone was a little melancholy, and couldn't help comforting her.

In fact, the two of them have similarities. Neither of them has a mother.

No more mothers.

When the mother is there, the home is there. When the mother is not there, only the house remains.

"Xu Xu, do you often miss your mother?" Wen Yang recalled that Xu Xu had no mother since he was a child, how did he spend nearly 20 years of loneliness without a mother?

"Not when I'm busy, but I miss her when I'm not busy."

"I miss my mother too, but I don't know who she is, what she looks like, and where she is buried." Her expression seemed indescribably sad.

A pomegranate seed fell into her mouth, it was so sour. It was as crisp as a lemon.

"Are you sour?" Seeing her face wrinkled into a ball, Rong Xu asked.

He knew it would be this result.

"Well, it's very sour, don't eat it, your teeth are sour." Wen Yang didn't immediately spit out the pomegranate seeds in his mouth, and continued to chew lightly with a frown.

"It's a sour pomegranate. It's a little sweeter when it's ripe. It's like something that looks good, but when you try it, you realize it's not as good as it looks."

Allowed to pick off a pomegranate seed and throw it into the sky, and when he raised his head to catch it, the pomegranate seed fell into his mouth with precision.

He swallowed it lightly, wrapped it up to test the acidity, fortunately, it wasn't very sour, probably Wen Yang is too sensitive to sour taste, that's why he felt sour.

"Allowed, you also have troubles, right?"

Wen Yang heard him say such a puzzling sentence, and tried to pry into his mind.

"Everyone in the world has troubles, gains and losses, worries about gains and losses, fear, sorrow, these are the origins of troubles."

"Allow, have you studied philosophy?"

Wen Yang asked him suspiciously, usually such words can only be concluded after deep consideration.

"I have done it. Philosophy will teach people to think through some things, but it is also easy for people to dig into the corners, and many people will get lost because of it."

"Then what did you get lost about?"

At this moment, Wen Yang wanted to know his heart very much. What would trouble such a proud young man like him, an outstanding young man who seemed impossible to be defeated by anything, be troubled by it?
"When I pull a pistol on a living person, the moment I lose myself."

Allowed to break off a few sour pomegranate seeds and put them in his mouth to chew. This is the tree she planted with her own hands. No matter how sour it is, he will taste it.

He strongly wanted to know her whole person, so he started with the sour pomegranate, tasted the fruit she planted, and slowly got to know her world.

This is a step-by-step process.

Even if this woman is not interested in him in the end, he still wants to know everything about her from childhood to adulthood.

He has never had such a strong thought, from the moment he decided to close his heart to her that night, but he still can't help but want to know all the things that happened to her, all the joy, sadness, sadness, and despair .

Regarding her 18 years of growth, even when she drinks water and eats, he doesn't want to miss any of her expressions or words.

Even just watching and listening, he wants to do it too.

Perhaps, this is the beginning of persistence.

Of course, in his own way, nothing to do with her.

No matter what direction they will go, he will pay attention to her and understand her.

"You killed all the bad guys, right? It's hard to imagine how you felt when you shot us, but I think that only by killing them can more criminal activities be prevented. You don't have to blame yourself."

"That kind of feeling only appeared for the first time when shooting. Later, it was more often to complete the mission and save more lives and losses. The sense of guilt would be reduced or even disappeared."

"Everything is often the hardest at the beginning. As long as you get through the difficulties at the beginning, everything will develop in a good direction, right?"

"Well. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but it will change if you stick to it."

(End of this chapter)