Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

People's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants, and 200 is still too little. When they left, they wanted to take the canvas bag in Zhang Xuan's arms with him.

Just when he touched the strap of the canvas bag, the young man felt someone tap him on the shoulder. When he instinctively turned around, a huge fist smacked his face.

"Ouch!"

The young man was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a punch. His head hit the iron bed firmly. He grinned in pain and burst into tears.

Hearing the cry, Zhang Xuan opened his eyes immediately. He took one look at the scene and immediately understood what was going on. Without saying a word, he aimed at the young man on the edge of his bed and kicked him hard.

After kicking the person over, an angry Zhang Xuan followed him and kicked him a few more times, planning to call the police.

"Don't call the police, he and I will resolve it privately." At this time, Sun Fucheng saw that the others were still sleeping, so he quickly stopped Zhang Xuan, and then began to search the young man, especially the big pocket became a key target.

It would have been better not to search. A search revealed more than 5,100 yuan in cash, as well as several square gold rings and a jade bracelet.

Sun Fucheng weighed the money and said to the young man on the ground, "You choose, do you want to have sex with me? Or should I send you to the police station?"

The young man was so angry when he saw that he was being bullied, but in the end he lowered his head, still not daring to make the matter a big deal, and left without saying a word.

Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded by this saucy move. He sat there and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing this, Sun Fucheng directly gave him 2,000 yuan and explained: "You know, my son is in urgent need of money for surgery at Xiangya Hospital, so I'll be shameless and take the big buck."

Zhang Xuan waved his hand hurriedly and didn't answer. Instead, he asked worriedly: "Uncle, aren't you worried that the other party will call the police and the whole thing will be defeated?"

Unexpectedly, Sun Fucheng said with great disdain: "He is a habitual offender. He dare not do this. Such people are most afraid of the people's comrades. They would rather suffer a loss than call the police."

"..." Zhang Xuan was speechless.

It also refreshed his understanding of Sun Fucheng once again. From the Mitsubishi sword to the scene just now, it fully proved that this old guy was not a good person and had evil intentions and evil hands.

As time passed, the stars in the sky receded and the moon hid. When the dazzling golden light shone into the carriage, Zhang Xuan sighed.

We have just arrived in Heng City, and the train has to pass through Zhu City, Lou City, and finally Shao City. At this speed, we have to leave in the afternoon.

It seems that we can’t make it in time for Comrade Du Shuangling’s 18th birthday party.

He was holding back his urine, so he got up to go to the toilet, but after only taking a few steps, Sun Fucheng quietly grabbed his clothes.

Zhang Xuan asked in confusion: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Sun Fucheng didn't say anything, but tilted his chin towards the toilet, indicating that he could see for himself.

Zhang Xuan was a little confused, but he still sat down in the aisle of the sleeper berth and made a pack of instant noodles by the way.

Five minutes later, the toilet door opened, and a middle-aged man poked his head out. When he saw Zhang Xuan looking directly at him, he was a little dazed, then lowered his head and left.

After another minute, a young woman came out. Zhang Xuan had the impression that this woman was holding a baby when she got in the car. The baby kept crying for at least half an hour.

At this moment, people also poked their heads out, and when they met Zhang Xuan's unabashed look, they were obviously frightened, and then they jerked their heads back.

After another 2 minutes, the young woman seemed to have made up her mind and walked out.

The big man next to me seemed to have discovered this secret. When the young woman walked over, she asked with a lewd smile: "How much does it cost? Can I still pay for it?"

Hearing such harsh words, Zhang Xuan felt bad all over and felt that the instant noodles no longer tasted good.

Watching the young woman enter the sleeper compartment next door, Sun Fucheng gestured with his fingers and said, "This woman picked up three people in one night."

Seeing Sun Fucheng's constipated happiness, he really wanted to ask, "Uncle, why don't you go in?"

After eating the noodles, Zhang Xuan decided to go to the restroom to relieve himself. When he came back, as soon as he sat down, he heard people nearby talking about the young woman, and both men and women were acting strangely.

Ah! You've discovered the co-authorship, but were you pretending to be asleep before?

Having become the subject of much discussion, she might not be able to stay any longer. The young woman left on her own halfway, holding a baby in her arms and went to the next door, a hard-seat carriage.

At around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the delayed train finally pulled into the station. The whistle blew and the car slowed down and stopped. Zhang Xuan could finally take a breath. He was so greasy. I don’t dare to see people anymore.

After getting off the bus and leaving the platform, Zhang Xuan went directly to Yang Yun's house to take a shower, and then prepared to rush to school.

Hearing the noise at the door, Yang Yun, who was choosing dishes, poked his head out of the kitchen: "Brother, this is already ordered. Let's go after dinner."

Of course you are willing to eat if you have something to eat, but you are just choosing the food. God knows how long it will take?

Zhang Xuan shook his hand and said, "Forget it. By the time your meal is ready, I will almost faint from hunger. I'll leave first, leave first, let's go."

With that said, without waiting for a reply, he opened the door and ran away.

In order not to take the bus on an empty stomach, Zhang Xuan found a noodle shop nearby and ordered a bowl of beef noodles, as well as a fried egg and a spoonful of dried tofu.

Reborn as a human being, this is the most expensive bowl of noodles and the most fragrant bowl of noodles he has ever eaten. He feels that this moment is worth remembering.

In the future, the days of not having enough to eat and drink will be far away from him. Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan was so excited that he almost wanted to cry. He really wanted to find a woman and lie in her arms and cry bitterly.

When we arrived at school, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon and the sun was starting to set.

Chen Risheng was playing basketball with others on the playground, covered in tendons and sweat.

Zhang Xuan walked over and asked, "Did you go to Du Shuangling's birthday party at noon?"

Chen Risheng threw the basketball in his hand to the others, wiped the sweat stains with his arm and said, "Eat it, food in a big hotel. Du Shuangling's parents really dote on her, so they are willing to spend money."

They have money, they only have two daughters, so of course they are willing to spend it.

Zhang Xuan asked: "Where are they now?"

Chen Risheng rubbed his head, a little confused, "On the street, I don't know the details. I played basketball with them after dinner. But a boy came to see Yang Yongjian, and Du Shuangling and Mi saw them going shopping with them. ”

Zhang Xuan moved his right hand to his mouth and asked, "Are the boys so tall and thin?"

"Yes, that short winter melon only reaches my lower lip. I really don't understand what Yang Yongjian is thinking." Chen Risheng obviously looked down upon this person and thought he was dreaming.

Zhang Xuan smiled and didn't say much more on this topic. He waved his hand and said, "You can continue to play ball. I'm going back to the dormitory."

Chen Risheng didn't listen and followed him curiously: "Did you make any money in Shencheng this time?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at him sideways and said, "I earned it."

Chen Risheng became even more gossipy: "How much did you earn?"

Zhang Xuan said: "It's better that you don't know. If I tell you, I'll scare you to death."

Chen Risheng looked unbelieving: "Tsk! Scared me to death! You can scare me to death with money right now. If you can't scare me to death, you are my grandson."

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, resisted the urge to do anything, ignored him, and went back to the dormitory.

After washing his face and arranging his things, Zhang Xuan took the IC card and left the dormitory.

Prepare to call Ruan Xiuqin.

We still reached the intersection, and after the call was connected, Zhang Xuan said, "Mom, I've made a lot of money."

Hearing the nonsense, Ruan Xiuqin was stunned: "Are you talking nonsense?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Mom, listen carefully. Your son has made a lot of money."

Zhang Xuan was naughty for a moment, and then told Ruan Xiuqin the business of confiscating supplies without giving Ruan Xiuqin a chance to interrupt.

After Ruan Xiuqin finished listening, she endured it all, as if listening to a book from heaven, and still asked in disbelief: "Is what you said true?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask my uncle. Can your precious son still lie to you?" Zhang Xuan had no choice but to move his uncle out.

When Ruan Dezhi was mentioned, Ruan Xiuqin finally believed it. After a while of silence, he said, "I'll verify it later. How much do you earn?"

"150,000." This is the amount Zhang Xuan calculated based on the family's debt and the amount needed to build a house. After using it up, there will still be tens of thousands left to subsidize the family.

"How much?" Ruan Xiuqin was confused, and her tone suddenly became a little higher.

"150,000." Zhang Xuan repeated.

"Are you sure it's 150,000?"

"Yes, 150,000."

Ruan Xiuqin stopped talking. She clenched her fists and was engaged in a struggle between heaven and man. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and then lowered her voice and said:

"Then your sister-in-law should have earned a lot, right?"

"The things haven't been sold yet. If they have been sold, there will definitely be a lot of them. But I didn't ask for details, and I can't ask. We both have a tacit understanding." Zhang Xuan half-truthed, and he also wanted to put the items in his passbook. 250,000 is reserved for personal use.

"This is good, it should be this way." Ruan Xiuqin obviously knows the depth and depth, and knows the progress and retreat between people.

Hearing what his mother said, Zhang Xuan quickly said:

"Mom, the unit price of the goods I get from the customs is confidential. If Mrs. Hui asks you about it in the future, be sure to keep it secret for me. And don't ask Mrs. Hui about business matters. That's not good."

"Mom is not stupid. I will not tell anyone about this, including your aunt and your sister. If people in the village ask you how you got your money in the future, I will tell you that you earned it by writing articles."

Ruan Xiuqin seemed to have seen through her son's thoughts, and then said: "I won't ask your sister-in-law Hui about your affairs. You are an adult and are more capable than mom. Mom trusts you. But outside, you have to consider everything carefully before doing it. Decide."

At this moment, when she knew that her son was making a lot of money, Ruan Xiuqin, who had been oppressed by life for decades, suddenly understood: her son was a writer and could write articles to make money, and his son knew how to take advantage of loopholes to start a business and make money even before he took the college entrance examination. money.

She was very pleased that her son was more capable and discerning than herself. So she made the decision at that moment not to interfere with him like she did in the past.

"Mom, thank you for your understanding." Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when his mother said this.

Then he said in a consultative tone: "When Mrs. Hui sells out this batch of goods, I will give you the 150,000. We will pay off the debt, build a red brick house, and improve our lives. You and my sister No more sweet potato rice.”

Ruan Xiuqin didn't say anything but kept laughing, with tears in her eyes.

Her son loves her. Nothing makes her feel better than this. Nothing makes her feel more meaningful than this.

"Mom, did you hear that? You are not allowed to eat sweet potato rice anymore!"

"Okay, I heard you."

"You are really not allowed to eat sweet potato rice anymore!"

"Mom promises you."

…

The mother and son extended the conversation a lot about money and talked a lot. It took almost 15 minutes to end the call.

Ruan Xiuqin would never have let the phone call last more than three minutes if he hadn't learned that Man Zai had officially made a lot of money.

Zhang Xuan feels happy that his biological mother is very smart and can tell the difference between right and wrong.

But after happiness comes trouble. Why do you say you earn money by writing articles?

Isn’t this a disguised attempt to push yourself towards being a writer?

Comrade Ruan Xiuqin wouldn't have the same thoughts as Ruan Dezhi, wanting to take the path of a pen and carry forward the legacy of her grandfather, right?

I wonder if I am overthinking it?

Anyway, just thinking about it, Zhang Xuan felt his head hurt.

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