Rebirth 84 Everything depends on hands

"Tiger!"

"Brother, you're here!" Huzi saw Chen Feng and hurriedly came over.

Chen Feng looked at the village where Huzi lived and sighed in his heart. Although this area looks dilapidated now, in the future this place will indeed be the core area of ​​Beicheng City, and even the largest economic development zone in Beicheng City, with many high-rise buildings.

The factories are located next to each other. It is not an exaggeration to say that in the future this place will be responsible for more than half of Beicheng's GDP.

It is said that with the demolition compensation received by local farmers like Huzi, they can buy a three-bedroom apartment in the most luxurious area in the city, plus a garage. After buying an imported car, the remaining money can be used to do some business.

At that time, in order to build this economic development zone, the province and the city made great determination and adopted the slogan of developing the north of the city and prospering the north city.

Chen Feng looked at Hu Zi and couldn't help but sigh. Who could have imagined that a person like Hu Zi would actually live a prosperous life in the future because of a demolition payment, while at that time he had left his hometown and was still struggling.

"Come on, Brother Feng, I'll take you to Uncle Wang's place. Don't you want to get rid of the sheep today?" Huzi urged, looking at Chen Feng's dazed look.

Chen Feng nodded, Huzi jumped on the tricycle, and followed the direction Huzi pointed, and the tricycle drove over with black smoke.

"Uncle Wang, are you at home?" Uncle Wang's home is very simple, with a wooden door, a yard behind, various seasonal vegetables grown on both sides of the yard, and two red brick houses.

Chen Feng looked around. The surrounding houses were all mud brick or thatched houses. Only Uncle Wang's house was built with red bricks. It seemed that Uncle Wang's family was quite wealthy.

"It's Huzi, wait a minute." Uncle Wang walked to the door of the courtyard, opened the door, and motioned for Huzi and Chen Feng to come in.

"Uncle, didn't you say yesterday that there were sheep for sale? I brought people here today," Huzi said with a smile, "You see when you have time, kill the sheep and take them away."

Uncle Wang knocked his pipe on the table and looked up at Chen Feng. Chen Feng was dressed simply, a short-sleeved shirt of good quality and a pair of coarse trousers. He didn't look like a big boss.

"It's okay to kill the sheep, but put the money down first. What if you don't want it anymore after I kill it?" Uncle Wang said while smoking a cigarette.

Huzi frowned, and just when he was about to say something, Chen Feng took out fifty yuan from the side and slapped it on the table, "Uncle, this is the full price of five sheep. Take a look."

Uncle Wang looked at the five ten-yuan bills that Chen Feng slapped on the table. He immediately smiled and put the money into his pocket. "Let's go and show you the sheep."

The three of them arrived at the sheep pen. Chen Feng finally knew that Uncle Wang would sell sheep. There must be at least a hundred sheep in this pen. It seemed that this uncle was a professional sheep farmer.

"Choose yourself, and I will kill whichever one you choose." Uncle Wang looked at the sheepfold and stroked a lamb and said.

Chen Feng and Huzi selected five sheep, and Uncle Wang dressed up and prepared to kill the sheep. At this time, a strong man came in from the door, his skin color was darker than Huzi, he was about 1.8 meters tall, and he had a strong build.

"Brother Qing, you're back." Huzi nodded hurriedly to the man.

"What are you doing here?" Brother Qing said as he walked over without even looking at Hu Zi.

Seeing Uncle Wang preparing to kill a sheep, he said, "Dad, are you killing a sheep at this time? What will our family eat at the end of the year? It's hard for you to kill a sheep on weekdays. Why are you killing a sheep today?"

"You bastard, get out of here, I'll kill you whenever I want, it's none of your business." Uncle Wang said angrily. After that, he tied up a sheep and prepared to do it.

"No!" The man grabbed Uncle Wang's arm, "Is someone buying a sheep?"

"Get away!" Uncle Wang wanted to throw away his son's arm, but after all, he was old and did not throw it away. Instead, his son held him tighter.

Chen Feng was watching from the side. He couldn't figure out what happened for a while. He just watched the two people arguing. Hu Zi didn't dare to speak even though he was nearby.

"Huzi, what's going on?"

"Brother, you don't know," Huzi said in a low voice, "This is Uncle Wang's eldest son, a gangster in the village. He does nothing all day long. He doesn't work in the fields or go out to make money. He gambles all day long. He married a wife.

If he goes home after losing money, he will beat his wife; if he has no money, he will go to his father to ask for it."

"We're here at the wrong time today. We probably lost money again last night, so we're here to ask for money. We're also unlucky to have this happen to us."

"No," Chen Feng frowned, "I think Uncle Wang's life should be pretty good. The only houses around him are brick houses. How could this happen?" Chen Feng asked in confusion.

"The second son built this for the old man. The second son, Wang Xi, is the secretary of the county party committee. He made money in the past two years and gave it to his father who just cleaned up the house." Huzi said quietly next to him.

As soon as Huzi finished speaking, he saw Brother Qing snatching away the fifty yuan that Chen Feng had just given to Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang wanted to go up and snatch it back, but was pushed by his son's arm, "You old man, isn't this money?"

After saying that, he walked out directly.

Uncle Wang was not in the mood to kill the sheep anymore and sat on the ground and shed tears silently. Chen Feng looked at this scene and wondered how the two sons could be so different since they both have the same parents.

Chen Feng and Hu Zi stepped forward and helped Uncle Wang up, "Uncle, are you okay?" Chen Feng asked with concern. Uncle Wang looked older than his father, how could he do this to his own son.

Uncle Wang waved his hand, indicating that it was okay. Chen Feng saw that Uncle Wang felt uncomfortable, and took out five more ten yuan bills from his pocket, "Uncle, you can keep this money."

"This won't work," Uncle Wang hurriedly pushed the money back, "You have already given me the money to buy the sheep, how can I ask for it again."

"Brother, that's right," Hu Zi said anxiously from the side, "This is inappropriate, please take it back quickly."

Chen Feng signaled Hu Zi not to speak, then he helped Uncle Wang to the side and sat down, "Uncle, take this money. I just gave you the money to buy the sheep, and now this is the money to kill the sheep. You...

Doesn’t killing a sheep require manual labor?”

"This... this is not possible. How can anyone kill a sheep and pay for it?" The uncle continued to push back.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Uncle, we have to pay labor fees for killing sheep in our city. This is normal."

"Don't fool me," Uncle Wang said insistently, "during the Chinese New Year, you city people came to buy sheep from me, and they didn't even offer to pay for the craftsmanship. I definitely can't take the money."

Chen Feng motioned to Huzi to help him speak, but Huzi kept silent. In Huzi's mind, Chen Feng had already given him money just now, and he also agreed at that time that a sheep would be killed for ten yuan, and he would take it himself.

Just going back.

Now that the money has been snatched away by the eldest son, how can Chen Feng be allowed to give him the money? This is immoral. Seeing Chen Feng gesturing for help, Huzi just didn't speak.

"Uncle, if you don't accept the money, I will leave now." Chen Feng stood up and said, "I don't want your sheep anymore."