The Era of Hard Work

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When the Santana car went down to the highway bridge hole, there was a sudden earthquake. There was originally a large irregular hole in the bridge hole, which traversed the entire road surface, making it difficult for people to hide.

Lu Jianren shook his head: "If you walk from here all day, the car will lose your life."

Lu Dong said: "When the weather gets warmer, our village will find someone to repair it, and the factory's delivery trucks will leave here every day."

"Don't." Under the bridge hole, Lu Jianren slowed down as much as possible: "Your third grandfather asked about this matter, and Lao Liang said that it is very troublesome and requires approval from the higher authorities. You forgot the primary school? We have to be a grandson to do good things..."

Lu Dong didn't know much about this area, but he also knew that this section of road did not belong to any village collective.

Roads that belong to the village collective are easy to talk about, and other random repairs may cause chaos.

The car got out of the bridge hole and climbed up the small slope. Lu Dong saw a girl pushing a bicycle in front of her.

"Uncle Seven, stop."

Hearing Lu Dong's words, Lu Jianren stopped beside the girl and took a look: "Little girl from Liu Mingquan's family?"

The two daughters of the brigade secretary's family in Liuwan Village know quite a few people in the surrounding villages.

Liu Zaizhao stopped, looked at the stopped car, and saw the door on her side open, and Lu Dong got out of the car.

"Recruit." Lu Dong asked for her sister's sake, "Are you going to school? Is this because the bicycle is broken?"

Liu Zaizhao glanced at the rear wheel of the bicycle: "Just when I passed the big hole in the bridge hole, the tire blew out."

Lu Dong went over to have a look, and found that the rear wheel was completely deflated, and asked, "Shall I take you to school?"

Liu Zaizhao hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly: "Will you not delay your work?"

"It's okay." Lu Dong went over to set up the bicycle, Uncle Qi came down to open the trunk, put the bicycle in the trunk, and opened the rear door: "Take another shot, get in the car."

Liu then got into the car, and Lu Dong said, "Uncle Qi, go to No. 1 Middle School first."

The car went directly to the county seat, and Liu Zaizhao sat in the back seat, silent and not speaking.

Lu Dong asked: "Is your sister coming back from winter vacation?"

"Come back." Liu Zaizhao said softly, "If she doesn't come back, I won't be able to survive."

Lu Dong understood what she meant, but he didn't know how to comfort her. He was silent for a moment and asked, "Has the specific time been set?"

Liu Zaizhao's voice was very low, and he seemed to have lost all confidence: "It's not decided yet." She moved a little, and she could see Lu Dong's face from behind, and asked, "My sister hasn't contacted you recently?"

Lu Dong said casually: "I wrote a letter, but it's been a while, your sister seems to be quite busy."

"Well, it's quite busy." Liu Zaizhao said what she knew: "My sister has to study and work part-time. One person is the messenger of two."

She looked at Lu Dong and said, "My sister has confirmed the time to come back, should I call and tell you?"

Santana entered the county seat, and Lu Dong looked out the window looking for a car repair shop, and replied casually, "That's fine, do you still remember my phone number?"

The last time Liu Linlin entrusted her to visit Liu Zhaodi, Lu Dong had left her cell phone number.

Liu Zhaodi said, "I remember."

Approaching No. 1 Middle School, Lu Dong saw the car repair shop and said, "Uncle Qi, stop at the shop in front."

When the car stopped, Lu Dong told Liu Zaizhao to get off the car and leave the bicycle behind. When the car was repaired, Liu Zaizhao came to pick it up again. This place is very close to No. 1 Middle School, just walk over.

Afterwards, he put Liu Zaizhao down at the gate of No. 1 Middle School. Just as he was about to leave, Lu Jianren reminded him, "Dongzi, little black egg."

Warm Warehouse has a store at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School. A van is parked at the entrance of the store. Song Na and Natasha are carrying bags into the store.

Lu Dong hurriedly got out of the car and went over. Song Na also saw the two people and waved to say hello.

Lu Jianren responded with a smile, he didn't rush over there, he lit a cigarette and smoked it first, now Seventh Aunt is so strict that he can't smoke when he wakes up in the morning, and it's not easy to smoke when Dongzi is driving.

In the past, Lu Jianren had already drawn it regardless.

Not only Lu Dong, Song Na, Du Xiaobing and others, as time and the environment changed, Seventh Uncle also changed more or less.

The goods were not too much. When Lu Dong came over, Song Na and Natasha had already brought six or seven bags to the store.

Song Na glanced at Lu Dong, patted the ashes on the sleeves of the down jacket, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Natasha is from Europe, she is open-minded, and she is very familiar with Lu Dong and Song Na, so she joked casually: "Lu Dong, have you chased your girlfriend all this way?"

Lu Dong pointed to the school gate: "I just met Liu Zaizhao on the road, and her bicycle had a flat tire. I can't ignore it, so I brought her here."

Song Na nodded slightly. The last time I came with Lu Dong to send money to Liu Zaizhu, I remembered that this was the younger sister of Lu Dong's old classmate Liu Zhaodi.

Lu Dong glanced at the driver on the van and asked, "Tang Wei's car?"

Song Na smiled and said, "I'm his big customer now, and Tang Wei delivers the goods to my door."

Lu Dong looked at Song Na, then at Natasha, and reminded: "Both of you, learn how to drive when you have time, the company has opened, and the number of stores has continued to increase. Even if you buy a second-hand car, it's easy to get in and out. "

Song Na said, "Wait for the winter vacation."

Natasha answered: "I heard from Du Xiaobing that the coach he learned to drive was very good."

Lu Dong thought of the coach that Bei Xiangrong introduced, and said, "Whenever you are free, I will take you to sign up. There may be many people learning to drive during the winter vacation, so it is best to sign up in advance."

The delivery driver came over to handle the handover with Song Na, waited for Song Na to sign the receipt, and drove away.

Lu Dong asked, "Are you going back?"

"You go first." Song Na obviously had something to do, and said simply: "I found a teacher in high school, and contacted the vocational school through her, and I will go to the vocational school to talk to them later, and see if I can recruit from the vocational school. For the graduates next year, I will open a store later on, and I need a large number of people, and recruiting people early can bring the old with the new."

Lu Dong pondered for a while: "Let Uncle Qi go with you and find someone to help you with things. You can't ask someone to go with you on a bicycle."

Song Na smiled embarrassedly: "I'm going to the market to find a car."

She also has the feeling that appearance is very important when starting a company.

If you really want to ask someone to go with you on a bicycle, what will this person think.

People will definitely feel respected if they are pulled by a car.

These seemingly vulgar human sophistication can become an important factor in determining success or failure.

Song Na asked, "Why are you going back?"

Lu Dong smiled: "I'm going to take the bus."

"Okay." Lu Jianren, who rushed over from Song Na, said with a smile, "Seventh Uncle, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lu Jianren waved his hand: "Our family, little black egg, you will be offended if you say these words."

There is a commercial street not far from No. 1 Middle School. There is a bus stop between No. 1 Middle School and Commercial Street. The bus here goes to the county station, and then changes from the county station to the bus that goes to Quannan Dongjiao Station via University City. .

Lu Dong went to the bus station to wait for the bus. Song Na and Natasha went to find someone inside the No. 1 Middle School. The No. 1 Middle School did not allow outside cars to enter. Lu Jianren sat in the car and waited patiently.

The phone rang, and Lu Jianren took it out to see that there was a new text message.

I opened the text message, and the content on it was very interesting——My name is Xia Lili, and I married a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong City five years ago. However, my husband has a hidden disease and is inhumane, which has caused me to be infertile for a long time. The status of the rich wife is in jeopardy. I hope you can help me .

Lu Jianren looked around and found no one holding a mobile phone.

Inhumane? Rich businessman's wife? Lu Jianren thought about it, and replied: What do you mean?

Soon, a text message came back: I want a child to stabilize my family status, as long as you can realize my dream of being a mother, I will reward you with a lot of money! 1 million yuan!

Give a million? That's a lot!

Lu Jianren decided that this kind of dream must be realized for others. Dongzi and third uncle both said that they should be more good people and good deeds.

So, he sent another text message, but only typed two words - Mom!

There was no reply from the other side. Lu Jianren looked at the gate of No. 1 High School Colonel. The little black egg and the golden cat hadn't come back yet, so he sent another message—Being a man must be creditable, pay money!

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At the bus station in the county seat, because of the unified fare for taking the bus, Lu Dong didn't wait outside the station and went directly to the station, so that he could still get a seat.

Since last winter, the old minibuses running in Quannan in the county lost five or six vehicles at once. I heard that many private drivers who drove minibuses were severely dealt with for being involved in gangsters and violence.

Because there are buses, the number of cars has not decreased, the space and safety are better, and the price is more than half cheaper than that of the old minibus. Not only did the passengers not complain, most of them applauded.

Some minibus drivers can indeed do business according to their duties.

There are a few, all kinds of shit that make people quite speechless.

Lu Dong was unlucky today. The bus broke down suddenly at the south entrance of Nanbei Road leading to Lujia Village.

A group of people can only get out of the car and wait for the next car to come.

Standing at the intersection, Lu Dong looked south, not far away was Luozhuang.

It's actually not far from Lujia Village, less than three miles or four miles away.

Seeing Luozhuang, Lu Dong thought of Ma Ming and archeology, and remembered the Han tomb that was not washed out in Luozhuang because there was no flood in Lujia Village.

I used to walk from here every day, and the excavation site was so big that it was quite conspicuous. Lu Dong remembered it very clearly. Not far from the intersection to the south, only fifty or sixty meters, is the excavation site of the Luozhuang Han Tomb.

Now, there are two parts, one part where wheat is planted on the flat land, and the other part is a large piece of land that is higher like a mound, covered with weeds.

No one pays attention here, and it has been like this for dozens or hundreds of years.

If it weren't for the flood in 1998 that washed away the mounds, no one would pay attention to this ordinary wasteland and cropland.

Lu Dong knew very well that these were chain effects brought about by him.

Lujia Village, University Town and Qingzhao County have changed a lot because of Lu Dong's appearance.

It was cold, Lu Dong spit out white mist, put the handwritten copy in his pocket, waited for a while, and finally a new bus came.

A group of people got into the car and wandered to the west.

The bus drove away, and an ox cart came out from Luozhuang. Someone drove the cart, and soon went to the barren mound, and took out a shovel to dig the soil.

In the winter, it may be a stove for digging soil and coal to make briquettes and briquettes.

In rural areas, it is very common to dig soil from abandoned fields. There are traces of digging in many places on this mound.

There is not much soil used for coal and coal. After digging some, the bullock carts left again, and the soil is normal, no different from other places.

In recent years, many people have dug soil from here.