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died. "Yeats said it very casually, "I didn't leave the gambling table for three days in a row. I took a handful of big cards and went to drink happily. I got a stomach piercing and I couldn't save it. "

"If you need any help, just ask." Li He didn't know whether to comfort or be happy for him. After all, it's hard to find a gambler as a man.

"Okay, I have it now." Yeats responded casually.

"You said it will be done."

Yeats handed him the loudspeaker and said, "Change this advertising slogan for me. Don't talk about the customers. I'm tired of hearing it myself."

He just made a deal at this moment, and Yeats was a little lack of energy.

"No problem." Li He picked up Yeats's small Walkman and studied how to record it, and then said, "Wait for me for a while."

He found a secluded place and yelled back and forth to the Walkman several times. The quality of the tape and the Walkman was so poor that there was noise no matter how he recorded it. He had no choice but to keep improving and record a song in the best condition. OK

When he handed it over to Yeats, Yeats laughed at him and said, "It's just a recording. It took you so long."

But when he turned on the loudspeaker and heard the lines inside, her jaw dropped.

"The largest leather factory has closed down! The bastard boss Jiang Biehe owed 350 million yuan from food, drink, prostitution and gambling, and ran away with his sister-in-law! We have no choice but to use our wallet to pay wages!"

"The original price of the wallets was more than one hundred, two hundred, or three hundred, but they were all twenty yuan! They were all twenty yuan!! Huanghe bastard! You are not a human being! We have worked hard for you for more than half a year, and you No wages! Pay me back my hard-earned money! Pay me back my hard-earned money!"

The voice from the loudspeaker became louder and louder, as if he was really crying and accusing!

Before she could ask Li He what was going on, everyone around him was attracted by this shocking advertisement. Those who asked about the price asked for the price, and those who paid for it paid. This was the best day for his business since he started the stall. .

She had no time to care about Li He.

When she finally took the time to think of Li He, Li He was nowhere to be found.

A little baby was wearing thick clothes. He was holding on to the door frame with one hand and shaking the bamboo pole on the ground with the other hand. He was so frightened that the old yellow dog was two feet away from him.

"Good boy, you're already so old."

Li He just watched from a distance, gritted his teeth for the last time, bought a bunch of oranges and apples from the fruit stall next door, and headed over.

"Here, do you want to eat this?" Li He stepped forward and handed Milkman an apple.

When Milkman saw him, he ignored him and continued to play with his bamboo pole.

"Second brother is back." It was Lai Di who came out to greet him.

"Hey, this kid is so old." Li He smiled uncomfortably.

Laidi said, "Brother, come inside."

"You didn't go back to celebrate the New Year this year?"

After returning to the countryside, Li He started looking for him, but he only saw He Laoxi twice, and no one else had seen him.

Brother Lai said, "My sister is very busy here. She will go back to farming in spring."

"Auntie, I'm busy." Li He saw Zhao Chunfang coming towards him holding a dustpan.

"Er He, come in, come in." Zhao Chunfang was very enthusiastic towards Li He. "Your uncle will be back soon. Don't leave at night. Have a glass of wine before leaving."

"Let's wait until uncle comes back. I was at my third child's place. You guys are not far away, so I stopped by to take a look." Li He never took his eyes off Milkman.

Milkman was pushed to the ground by an eight or nine-year-old boy. Li He was heartbroken. If he hadn't had any scruples, he would have beaten the big boy directly!

By some calculation, Zhao Chunfang's youngest son is already 9 years old. Who is this naughty kid?

Sure enough, Lai Di scolded the naughty boy and said, "You are an uncle, you can't give in!"

Zhao Chunfang pursed her lips, "They are all children, no one should blame anyone."

Before anyone could help him, the little baby got up on his own.

Without any warning, the bamboo pole in his hand was thrown towards the big boy.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears.

Zhao Chunfang was so frightened that she quickly threw away the dustpan. She felt relieved when she saw that there were no wounds on her son's body. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes. When she turned back and was about to scold Milkman, Li He was already standing in front of her.