When Wu Youcai wanted to leave, he suddenly remembered something and said to the shopkeeper, "give me a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine."

The store owner said nothing: "Hey, I said you are not? You owe dozens of yuan, and you want to pay on credit. "

Wu Youcai stared at the cigarettes and Baijiu on the shelf. Impatiently, he said, "next time I give it to you, it's not for you." Didn't you just say that? I'll be rich soon. "

The shopkeeper didn't dare to offend him, so he agreed.

He took out the cheapest cigarettes and Baijiu: "here, for you, this is the last time. I can't do that again."

"Yes, yes." Wu Youcai said perfunctorily. He tore open the package, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Then he stuffed the rest of the cigarette into his pocket, lifted the wine bottle, looked at the shopkeeper and said, "borrow a fire."

The shopkeeper was completely speechless. He found an old plastic lighter and threw it to him. He couldn't help asking, "don't you have a lighter?"

Wu Youcai lit a fire and lit a cigarette. He said casually, "there's no oil."

In fact, his lighter still works, but he likes to take advantage of them.

After all, once the oil in the lighter is used up, it will be scrapped. If he rubs others' oil, his own can be saved for a long time.

The shopkeeper knows his virtue and is too lazy to tell him more.

As a result, Wu Youcai finished lighting the cigarette, but he didn't return the lighter. Instead, he said, "Oh, your lighter is broken enough. You can't use it soon. Forget it for me."

"You..." the shopkeeper was completely speechless. He wanted to forget it, but he changed his mind when he thought that Wu Youcai had taken his lighter like this last time.

The boss snatched back the lighter: "OK, it's late. Go home for dinner."

Wu Youcai felt sorry, but he had no face to ask for it any more, so he had to walk away cursing.

When he walked away, the shopkeeper looked at the cheap plastic lighter in his hand, opened the drawer, threw it in, and scolded: "it's really special, it's not a thing! It's a pity that Li Yanli married him. "

After Wu Youcai left, he went to the cold brine stall and wanted to buy some cold pork head.

As a result, Wu Youcai left angrily because of the boss's credit.

When he got home, Li Yanli had already cooked the meal.

Of course, this Li Yanli is not a teacher.

She looks very old. Her skin is yellow and rough. She even has fine lines on her face. Even her hair is as dry as weeds.

If you look carefully, you can see a lot of white hair.

However, her facial features are actually very good, that is, life is too hard, and she is just like what she is now.

When Wu Youcai saw her, he was very angry. He put the bottle on the table heavily and sat down on the stool. Then he asked angrily, "what's for lunch today?"

Li Yanli shivered and was obviously afraid of him: "fried... Fried shredded potatoes."

Wu Youcai's eyes glared: "is that it? Do you have any meat? "

Li Yanli shivered again and said cautiously, "meat is too expensive."

It means No.

On hearing this, Wu Youcai immediately slapped the table angrily: "without meat, what do you want me to eat? Hurry up, go out and buy me a kilo of cold pork head. If you can't buy it back, I won't kill you! "

"But... I have no money..."

"No money? If you don't have money, you won't borrow it! "

Wu Youcai wants to fight.

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