The Era of Hard Work

Most of the time, Lu Jianren is a self-reliant person, even if he gets along with Lu Dong, when Lu Dong is not paying attention, he quietly helps Lu Dong, a junior, solve some troubles, and asks Lu Dong for help. It can be said that there are very few.

In Lujia New Village, street lights are installed on the main roads, and the street lights will not be turned off until after eleven o'clock.

Walking on the flat road illuminated by lights at this time, the two of them rarely talked nonsense to each other, and they had a rare sense of seriousness.

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The sound of Lu Jianren's leather shoes mopping the floor was particularly ear-piercing in the dark night, as if Huang Daxian was dispatched.

Lu Dong looked at his drooping shoulders and asked, "Uncle Qi, is it about Zhao Laogen and the TV series?"

Taking out the cigarette and lighter, Lu Jianren clicked on it, took a deep breath, and said, "Dongzi, your seventh uncle has grown up so much, and he hasn't watched TV dramas or shown his face on TV. But it’s agreed, you have to let me go up.”

This matter has been said long ago. Lu Dong greeted Zhao Laogen, and he went to serve as the background board anyway: "Don't worry, Uncle Qi, I told Zhao Laogen that our village wants to be on TV. Group acting is nothing."

Lu Jianren exhaled smoke and asked, "Can there be a whole character with lines?"

Lu Dong asked back, "Uncle Qi, have you ever studied acting?"

"Hey, you look down on people, don't you?" Lu Jianren flicked the cigarette ash skillfully: "It's like who can't act."

Lu Dong couldn't help slowing down his pace: "Speak as if you know everything."

Lu Jianren pointed to Lu Dong: "You said that I am such a good teacher, why did I teach you such a student who knows nothing?"

Seriousness is a bubble after all, and it will burst as soon as it is poked, and the uncle and nephew have returned to the old road of hurting each other.

"Don't talk about those useless things." Lu Dong asked, "Uncle Qi, when did you act in a play?"

Lu Jianren's nostrils were open: "Do you really have no memory, or are you just pretending to be confused? Who took the lead in our village when playing as a dragon? Who made the gongs and drums team? If someone gets married, your seventh uncle won't sing a song." voice?"

Lu Dong couldn't help but said: "Yes, go and sing. The neighboring village married Li Qibin who you didn't deal with when you were a child. You went to the house and sang about the remarriage of Li's second sister-in-law. You are so talented! It spread all over the country in a few days."

Compared with Lu Dong, Lu Jianren has only a lot more ridiculous things he did when he was young.

But Qi Shu's face is thicker than the embankment of Qingzhao River, and he doesn't understand embarrassment at all, so he said plausibly: "This is also called skill, if you were you, you could do it?"

If you do what you want, Lu Dong will be defeated directly, and even if you give him a face, he can't go to the door of the wedding and sing "Sister Li Remarried".

Having said that, it's really not easy for Uncle Qi to live a good life until now.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Hearing that Lu Dong deliberately twisted the topic, Lu Jianren changed the subject again: "Your Seventh Uncle's performance is not the same as the real thing, let's not talk about those Chen Guzi rotten sesame seeds in the distance, let's just say that a few years ago, you How is Uncle Qi playing with the traffickers? Is it possible for the traffickers to be willing to ask us to be the boss, and replace it with someone else?"

Ordinary people really don't have this ability, and Lu Dong is convinced of this, but these two things are different: "Uncle Seven, acting is different."

Lu Jianren made a lot of nonsense: "If the acting is not good, can your seventh uncle help Lu Chun catch all the traffickers?"

He rarely said: "Besides, your seventh uncle has a good foundation and can learn quickly."

Unlike just now, Lu Dong recognized this. Uncle Qi is famous for his ingenuity. If he studies seriously, he can learn many things quickly.

The problem is that what Uncle Qi studied seriously is not very serious.

Lu Dong asked, "Do you really want to learn?"

Lu Jianren answered seriously: "Nonsense? I don't want to learn, so I'm talking to you here?" He said directly: "It's hard to say what Zhao Laogen is like, but he really has excellent skills. I want to learn from him. , I'm not familiar with him, and people don't like me, why don't you go and talk to Uncle Seven for you."

He is always confident: "Your seventh uncle is proficient in playing, playing and singing, and he is not an amateur in the first place."

Lu Dong could tell that Uncle Seven was really serious, and immediately said, "Okay, I'll see Zhao Laogen again, and talk to him about this matter, it shouldn't be a big problem."

He glanced at Uncle Seven and asked, "You don't want to be a teacher, do you?"

"It's fine to be a teacher." Lu Jianren shook his head directly: "You talk about friendship with Zhao Laogen in the same generation. If I worship him as a teacher, wouldn't this generation be completely messed up?"

The two uncles and nephews walked into the village by stepping on the light of the street lamps, with one head held high and the other slumped shoulders.

Now that Uncle Seven had said it, Lu Dong tried his best to make it happen: "Uncle Seven, just wait for my good news."

Although he was always smacking at this nephew, Lu Jianren knew very well that Lu Dong was very reliable in his work.

However, he also has his own considerations: "Dongzi, the big stage in our village, the village plans to renovate it, add some supporting facilities, and turn it into a big stage for folk performances. This is a good thing, and it can attract guests, but have you thought about it?" However, if we simply sign a contract with Zhao Laogen and let Zhao Laogen's people perform, what if we don't cooperate in the future?"

Lu Dong smiled and said, "We can invite others."

Lu Jianren shook his head straight: "You are sending out the good things before liberation. This is called betraying the country and seeking glory."

These uncles and nephews couldn't say a few good words, there must be someone looking for trouble, Lu Dong's nose was almost crooked: "Uncle Seven, why is someone like me full of positive energy becoming a traitor?"

"It's my inaccurate words." Lu Jianren rarely admitted a mistake, but immediately put a big hat on Lu Dong's head: "You are selling the village for glory!"

Lu Dong was too lazy to entangle with Qi Shu: "What are you thinking?"

Lu Jianren said: "Learn from them, wait until we can't cooperate, and someone from our side can pick it up, right?"

Lu Dong nodded slightly: "Uncle Qi, you think a lot."

Lu Jianren said: "I am taller than you, and I see you farther than you. I drink more alcohol than you, and my head is clearer than you. I smoke more cigarettes than you, and I think more than you."

Lu Dongxin said, there is an inevitable connection between these?

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll tell Third Grandpa and Wen Yue." Lu Dong's company has a lot of business in the village, and it's impossible to spare time and energy to focus on a specific thing: " Uncle Qi, I will act as a middleman for you, and you will be responsible for this matter."

Lu Jianren was in a better mood now, put out the cigarette, threw it into the trash can on the side of the road, and said, "Dongzi, just watch it, when will your seventh uncle do something?"

Lu Dong simply followed him and said, "Uncle Seven, who cares about your work?"

The uncle and nephew came to the square in front of the village. The temperature was not too low at night in mid-October. The square was brightly lit and there were many people gathered.

Playing poker, playing chess, chatting, playing erhu, there are quite a few people for entertainment.

On the nearby badminton court and basketball court, there are still young people playing.

Lu Jianren was in a good mood, no matter how late it was, he ran under a street light and insisted on replacing someone to reach the level.

Lu Dong was about to go home when he saw Lu Lanlan walking over from the north, leading Wangcai by the hand.

Wangcai, a native dog, has a long tongue drooping. After the dog bit the cultural relics dealer's crotch, I don't know if he tasted the sweetness. Wangcai always likes to stick out his tongue and lick everywhere.

As soon as Lv Lanlan brought her to Lv Dong, Wangcai stuck out his tongue and licked Lv Dong's upper.

"Hey! Hey! You bastard!" Lu Lanlan was in a hurry: "What's going on? What's so good about Brother Dong's leather shoes! If you keep doing this, I'll put on big rubber shoes for you when you go back!"

Wangcai doesn't care about these, the dog's tongue will lick again.

Lu Dong quickly took two steps back and said, "Lan Lan, take good care of your family's wealth."

Lu Lanlan kept a straight face, pointed at Wangcai's doggy face solemnly and said, "If you do this again, I'll give you to Uncle Qi!"

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intentions. Lu Jianren, who had just sat down, immediately turned his head, looked at this side and said, "Lan Lan, let's spit and nail each other. We must keep our word. When you drive back, you will give this dog to you." I'll send it over and tie it to the gate, and Uncle Qi will treat you to hot pot tomorrow at noon."

Maybe he knew Uncle Qi, Wangcai turned his head around, and ran towards Uncle Qi with the chain. It seemed that the dog thought that Uncle Qi was very cute in his head, much better than the little girl who was leading him.

Lu Lanlan hurriedly grabbed Wangcai: "You stupid dog, if it invites you to eat dog meat hot pot, go ahead, don't grow any more brains!"

Lu Dong said: "Lan Lan, hurry up and take him back. You are always leading Wangcai around in front of Uncle Seven. Isn't this bringing disaster to Wangcai?"

Lu Lanlan dragged the dog to the north: "I'm leaving now." She also murmured: "One day I will meet another antique collector and sell Wangcai to him. Anyway, my uncle and I will sell all his children. .”

"Let's keep it safe and secure." Lu Dong followed Lu Lanlan and walked to the village together: "The good thing about selling dogs and cats last time is that you can't easily come across it. Now that everything is registered, you can't just take it out and feed the cats. Those who feed the dog drink milk."

Lu Lanlan asked curiously: "Brother Dong, I read in the newspaper that blue-and-white porcelain is quite valuable. The blue-and-white porcelain left by our ancestors is Ming Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain, isn't it very valuable?"

Lu Dong said casually: "It is true that the daily necessities of folk kilns are worth a little money, but it is not so expensive."

"I got it, I got it." Lu Lanlan said, dangling the dog leash, "The gold and silver jewelry are valuable, right? The man Wangcai bit the other day, the things found in the pockets of his trousers were inlaid with red sapphire."

She asked curiously: "Will no one come to our village to steal things?"

Lu Dong couldn't help laughing and said: "Our village is under strict supervision now, so we can't lose such little things left by our ancestors."

All the books in the underground secret room have been technically processed and the content has been sorted out. There are records on it. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, people in Lujia Village did indeed do business without capital.

Lu Lanlan said with a smile: "We are so close to the Luozhuang Han Tomb, if we risk stealing things, why don't we steal the Luozhuang Han Tomb? The things there are much more valuable than the small things in our village."