Immortal Farmer Doctor

"Eh? Brother Shaoqiu, you're here too! " Ai Xiaoying walked into the house, took a glance at Ye Shaoqiu, and then frowned: "Sis Meimei? Why is there a smell of smoke in your room? "What's the smell?"

Zhao Meimei quickly explained, "Oh, there were a few eggs that were left out for a long time. Crap, I just saw them when I was flipping through the egg basket.

When Ye Shaoqiu heard this, he nearly vomited a mouthful of saliva.

Zhao Meimei said guiltily: "I'll open the window right now to let out the wind."

Finished, Zhao Meimei quickly opened the window and let the wind in.

She had never experienced such a thing and did not know how to think about it. She ignored the matter and sat beside Ye Shaoqiu, asking: "Brother Shaoqiu, when are you going to pick up the chickens today?"

"I won't accept the ones from the village. I'll be able to take them to the neighboring village. We'll talk about it in the afternoon. There's no rush right now." Ye Shaoqiu replied.

Ai Xiaoying nodded and changed her tone, "Brother Shaoqiu, my father is back."

Hearing that, Ye Shaoqiu felt that he had earned it effortlessly. Just as he was worrying about people, Ai Xiaoying brought him some good news, and asked: "When did Uncle Ai return?"

"I just came back. It's only been ten minutes."

Uncle Ai rarely came back, all the workers in the city usually did. Other than coming back for the holidays, they rarely came back, what was going on today?

"Wa, Xiaoying, I'm going to visit the Uncle Ai. It's been a while since I last saw him, I miss him a lot." With that, Ye Shaoqiu dragged Ai Xiaoying's arm and ran out.

Zhao Meimei saw through Ye Shaoqiu's thoughts with a glance. Looking at the two people's backs, he thought in her heart: Hmph, little scoundrel, you want to make such a big boss as Uncle Ai? I think... You must be thinking about the labor force of the Uncle Ai.

Zhao Meimei's guess was right, that was what Ye Shaoqiu really wanted to do. After all, they were working outside and if there were no problems, how could they go home? Something must have happened in the factory, or because he was fired, or because he temporarily stopped work. No matter what, Uncle Ai was definitely an idle person now!

Just as Ye Shaoqiu was bringing Ai Xiaoying to the doorstep of his house, she heard the Uncle Ai inside the house start to complain: "Really, I have been working for the factory for so many years, and you think you can cut me? "These heartless people, sigh …"

"Now that I'm this old, what can I do in the future? What can I do for you?"

"It's nothing it's nothing it's okay, boss, it's good that you came back, don't be so vexed by them, tell Qiu Zi, let him find us a job." The Aunt Yang comforted her.

"Ye Shaoqiu? "Heh …" "He's a brat, his hair hasn't fully grown on his little butt yet, why is he looking for work with us?" Uncle Ai said with an expression of disbelief.

When Uncle Ai said this, Aunt Yang was actually the first one who was displeased. In her heart, Ye Shaoqiu was already equal to half her son, and with his future son-in-law gone, looking down on him, wouldn't that be the same as looking down on Aunt Yang? So he grumbled: "You old thing, you think that Qiu Zi is the same as you? I, Qiu Zi, am currently … "

Ye Shaoqiu listened from outside and immediately felt that the situation wasn't right. If this went on, the argument between the two of them might be small, but if they really pissed the Uncle Ai off, and the Uncle Ai was not willing to help him because of his face, then things wouldn't be good.

Thus, Ye Shaoqiu quickly opened his mouth to interrupt the two people's conversation, and quickly walked into the room, saying: "Hey, Aunt Yang!"

At the same time, he turned his head and greeted the Uncle Ai: "Uncle Ai, you're back."

Uncle Ai was currently in a bad mood, and just a moment ago, he almost quarreled with his own wife because of Ye Shaoqiu. How could he give Ye Shaoqiu a nice look?

Seeing Uncle Ai's appearance, Aunt Yang was about to say something, but was cut off by Ye Shaoqiu.

Ye Shaoqiu took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Uncle Ai: "Uncle Ai, you want some?"

Uncle Ai took it, and upon closer inspection, he could not help but be shocked, looking at Ye Shaoqiu strangely, he placed the cigarette in his mouth and licked it.

This is China, the Uncle Ai thought, our factory owner had things to do, he just took them out to show his respect, this Ye Shaoqiu, how could he smoke like that with the money he got?

Could it be that this kid is so promising now?

"Uncle Ai, what about outside?" Ye Shaoqiu passed the fire over, and at the same time, asked in a soft voice.

Seeing Ye Shaoqiu like that, the Uncle Ai opened his mind, and without further ado, he sighed: "Ai …. Qiu Zi, that son of a bitch boss, he doesn't even think of us as people. He has been working for him for so many years, even if he doesn't have any achievements, he will still have to put in some effort. "

"In the past, let's go if there's work. If there's no work, don't let us rest. Let's endure it, after all, we're earning money." "But now, you're saying that you can do whatever you want to me, and drag out a month's worth of wages without paying. If you say it's infuriating, then it's infuriating."

"You're right, these bastards who exploit the blood of working people for money are really too despicable." Ye Shaoqiu said.

Then, Ye Shaoqiu sternly asked: "Uncle Ai, then what are your plans right now?"

Uncle Ai took a deep breath and puffed out the smoke, "Ah …" "What should I do? I don't know what to do. Your uncle here will only be able to put forth his full strength in this lifetime. Now that he's almost old enough, I'll just stay at home and do some odd jobs."

"Uncle, didn't you think about what you were going to do?" Ye Shaoqiu said.

"Do it yourself?" Uncle Ai's face immediately darkened again, and said: "Qiu Zi, you came here on purpose to disgust uncle, right?"

Ye Shaoqiu also saw that Uncle Ai had misunderstood, and immediately explained. "Ah, no, Uncle Ai, don't misunderstand, how could I have said that?

"I have something to do here. Listen to it. If you think it's okay, then help me. If you think it's not okay, then just treat it as me farting. Is that alright?"

Uncle Ai asked with some doubt: "Oh? What is it, Qiu Zi, speak. "

"Collect the chickens, Uncle. We will definitely make it easy, and we'll even let you earn a lot of money." Ye Shaoqiu said confidently.

"Oh?" Uncle Ai was puzzled.

Ye Shaoqiu said in a serious tone: "It's you, esteemed elder, go to the next village or place to pick up chickens. I'll take them.

Uncle Ai's face was full of shock as he asked: "Qiu Zi, is there such a good thing? Are you serious? "

When Aunt Yang saw this, she immediately became a little anxious. She slapped Uncle Ai's shoulder and scolded: "You old bastard, do you know how strong Qiu Zi is now? Why would I say something to tease you? Do you think it was a few years ago? "No wonder you were chased back."