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　　 "Those creditors came to our house a few days ago and moved a lot of things and left. Brother went and asked for a lot of money back this morning. By the way, there is also our TV set. Brother is also coming back."

　　 Ge Yuzhu briskly explained to Xu Tonglu.

　　 Xu Tonglu's expression was overwhelmingly surprised.

He looked at the paddy and rice by the wall, and then went to the master bedroom to look at the TV that came back. When he came out, he heard the quack of old ducks from the chicken coop, and he couldn't help but bend down and bow his head. He glanced at the chicken coop and saw that there were three more chickens and a duck inside. He frowned and asked Xu Tongdao, "Why didn't you call me along with this incident? Also, those people moved away that day. Rice and rice, as well as chickens and ducks, are far more than these, right? Are there any other restaurants that haven't been there? Let's go together in the afternoon!"

　　 Xu Tongdao stopped his chopsticks when he heard the words, glanced at him, and said faintly: "I can only come back so much."

"Why?"

　　 Xu Tonglu raised his voice, frowning tighter.

　　Xu Tongdao continued to eat without paying attention to him.

Seeing this, my sister Ge Yuzhu quickly helped explain, "Second brother, it was so messy that day, so many people came to our house to move things, can we remember who moved what? How much? And, even if we can remember, but There is no evidence. If people don’t admit how much they have moved, we can’t do anything else. It’s pretty good that the eldest brother can come back so much."

　　Xu Tonglu: "..."

　　 After a while, Xu Tonglu raised his foot to the kitchen with a sullen face.

　　 Not long after, I came back with a bowl of rice and served it to the table with vegetables for dinner.

　　 At this time, Ge Yuzhu also returned to the table for dinner.

　　 For a while, the three of them did not speak any more and ate silently.

　　 After a while, Xu Tongdao was ready to eat.

　　 Put down his chopsticks, picked up the tea mug on the table and drank two sips of water. After putting down the tea mug, he looked at his brother Xu Tonglu, who was sitting across from him, and his sister Ge Yuzhu, who was sitting on his right.

　　 said with a flat expression: "Our dad shouldn't be back again. As the saying goes: The eldest brother is like a father. You two will listen to me in the future. Have you heard?"

　　 As soon as he spoke, his sister Ge Yuzhu stopped her chopsticks.

When he finished speaking, Xu Tonglu stopped his chopsticks, raised his head and squinted at Xu Tongdao disdainfully, with a disdainful tone, "You get me down! You are one year older than me, what do you say to me, "The eldest brother is like a father"? Now, why are you sure that our dad will not come back? Maybe he will be back in a few days?"

　　Sister Ge Yuzhu looked at her elder brother, and then at her second elder brother, but she stopped talking.

　　 Xu Tongdao did not go to see her, but stared at Xu Tonglu who challenged his authority, and said coldly: "Even if I am one day older than you, I am also your eldest brother! If you dare not be obedient, I will smoke you!"

"you dare!"

　　 Xu Tonglu struggled with his neck.

　　 Xu Tongdao stared at him coldly, and Xu Tonglu looked back at him with cold eyes.

Xu Tongdao secretly gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to smoke this kid right away, not because he was afraid that he would not be able to beat his brother, but because he knew his brother's unruly character. He was afraid that he would beat him now and when he was finished...this kid would run away from home. .

　　 Someone might not dare to run away from home, but his brother Xu Tonglu might really dare.

　　 "When you look back, you will know if I dare."

　　 Xu Tongdao put down these words, got up and went to the chicken coop to take out the old duck with his feet tied up, and took it to the back kitchen to kill.

　　 Xu Tonglu sneered, with a look of dissatisfaction and disbelief.

　　...

　　 To Xu Tongdao, killing ducks is easy to learn.

　　 Yuan Shikong, because his father has not returned since his disappearance, he went to society early, cooking, washing, and sanitation, he had to do it himself.

　　 When I go home during Chinese New Year holidays, his mother will kill a chicken or a duck.

　　 Not to mention, he also worked as a chef for several years later.

When he came to the kitchen, he put the duck on the ground casually, took a porcelain bowl, scooped half a bowl of clear water from the water tank, and then scooped some fine salt into the clear water in the bowl, and took a kitchen knife. , Stir in the bowl with the tip of a knife to melt the salt in the water.

　　 This half bowl of salted water will be used to collect duck blood when he kills ducks later.

　　 The duck blood is mixed with the salted water and left for about half an hour, then it will coagulate slightly.

　　 Pour it into a pot of boiling water and cook for a while, it will turn into blood tofu.

　　 He knows all these things.

　　 Put the bowl and kitchen knife on the stove, he picked up the gourd scoop, scooped some clean water from the water tank, poured it into the pot, covered the lid, and went to the stove to ignite and prepare to boil the water.

　　 To kill a duck, you need boiling water to dehair the duck.

　　 When doing these things, he has been a little distracted.

　　 Killing ducks and stewing ducks are not difficult for him. He can do these things by instinct. He is thinking about what to do next and what to do to make the life of this family better and better.

　　 Before his rebirth, he had been mixed up and didn't read much. Now, after rebirth, he doesn't think he is qualified to do some high-level industries.

　　 not only because he doesn’t understand, but also because his family is poor and has no capital.

　　 But to live a life again, if he were to just go to a job honestly, earn some dead wages to support his brother and sister in school, and support his mother by the way, he would also feel that this inexplicable opportunity for rebirth would be a bit too wasteful.

　　 He knows that there are actually many upstarts who have no culture.

　　 The reason why those upstarts can make a fortune is often because they have seized a good opportunity.

　　 Such a good opportunity, before he was reborn, he had never seized it, and with his eyes, there was no good opportunity.

　　 But he is now reborn, and he knows better than anyone what industries will make money in the next few decades.

　　 So, what good opportunities are there, he knows.

　　 Apart from anything else, when the real estate industry breaks out, as long as he buys a few more houses at low prices in advance, he will post them in his lifetime.

　　 This is the easiest way to get rich he knows.

　　 But now it is still several years before the real estate explosion.

　　 The most important thing is that his family is too poor. He has a father who is a good gambler. His family is already poorer than most people in the village. What's more, his dad is missing now, and even the only money-making labor force is gone.

　　 Therefore, his top priority should be to make money quickly.

　　 Otherwise, even if he knew that in a few years, the real estate industry would skyrocket, and he would not have the money to participate.

　　 skillfully lit the stove and put sticks of dry wood into the stove, and there was a sound of footsteps in front of the kitchen door.

　　 "Brother, I'll help you..."

　　 is the voice of sister Ge Yuzhu.

　　Xu Tongdao glanced up at her, patted the dust on his hands, got up, picked up the porcelain bowl and kitchen knife on the stove, and walked towards the quacking old duck on the ground.

　　 "Okay! You help me carry the duck, carry my feet! Grab the wings!"

　　 "Hey, good!"

The younger sister was very obedient. She bent down and picked up the duck’s two feet. With the other hand, she grabbed the duck’s wings. Xu Tongdao placed the porcelain bowl with salt water on the ground, the kitchen knife was placed across the mouth of the bowl, and the duck’s head was pinched in one hand. Cleanly plucked a bunch of hair from the duck's neck with one hand, then picked up the kitchen knife, and casually ordered to my sister: "Carry a little taller!"

　　 "Hey! Good!"

　　 My sister heard the words and immediately raised the duck higher.

　　Xu Tongdao picked up the kitchen knife casually and slashed the neck of the duck that had just been plucked. The red duck blood suddenly poured into the salt water in the porcelain bowl.

　　 The dying duck struggled desperately, but to no avail.

　　 After a while, no blood came out from the slit neck.