Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

The young man rode his tricycle back and forth around Huayuan Village, looking around while riding. When he arrived at the door of Chen Yang's house, he shouted very loudly.

After two rounds, the young man shouted at the top of his lungs. The door of Chen Yang's house opened. Chen Yang's mother hurriedly reached out and called out from inside, "Young man, young man, are you a scrap collector?"

"Yes, auntie, do you have any scraps to sell?" The young man tightened his shabby military coat and grinned, revealing a row of small white teeth.

"Yes, there are quite a few. How did you collect the old newspapers?" Chen Yang's mother asked inside.

The young man mentioned a price, and Chen Yang’s mother smiled. Then she asked how much a pound of scrap iron was. After the young man said the price, Chen Yang’s mother opened the big iron door and said, “Come in, I have a lot of it at home! "

"Okay, aunt, I want as much as I want!" The young man parked the tricycle, smiled and walked into the yard while rubbing his hands.

"Push the tricycle in too. It will be easier for you to move things later."

The young man looked back and then looked at Chen Yang's yard with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "Auntie, your yard is so clean. My tricycle runs on the street all day long and I don't know what it can hit. It got dirty when it came in." Your yard.”

"It's okay, just clean it up if it gets dirty!" Chen Yang's mother said it was okay.

The young man pushed the tricycle to the entrance of the yard and followed Chen Yang's mother into the small foreign-style building.When he reached the door, the young man stopped walking inside and looked up curiously at the inside of the small foreign-style building.

It's great to have money. Although this house is not as good as Mr. Ye's yard, it is definitely luxurious. It has two floors, a spiral staircase, and the lobby on the first floor is as big as my own home!

"Come in, what are you doing at the door?" Chen Yang's mother motioned for the young man to come in.

The young man took off his cotton hat and stamped his feet at the door, "Auntie, your house is so beautiful. I won't go in. It will be dirty."

"Please take the scraps to the door. I'll be waiting at the door."

"It's okay," Chen Yang's mother said without any disgust on her face, "I can't handle that pile of newspapers myself, you have to come in and help me."

"Besides, our family isn't that particular."

After hearing this, the young man took a step back, stamped his feet vigorously at the door, tried his best to remove the snow on the soles of his shoes, rubbed it on the steps again, and then cautiously walked inside, "Auntie, you are so kind. Last time I went to a house to collect rags, and I was scolded at the door before I even entered the house."

"Why are you scolding you for not entering the house?" Chen Yang's mother walked in front, and the young man followed behind.

"They scolded me for soiling the door of their house, but in the end they wiped it with gloves before they let me go!" the young man said, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Ouch, how can such a person exist? It's too much!" Chen Yang's mother opened the door of the storage room and turned to look at the young man distressedly, "Everything is here. I don't want any of those newspapers or scrap metal. "

The young man carried the stacks of newspapers to the door, and packed up some scraps of metal. Then he started to prepare for weighing at the door.The young man was weighing himself while dawdling. It looked like his technique was very clumsy. At the same time, he was silently counting the time in his mind. Boss Chen should be back by this point, right?

"Mom, who's here?" At this time, Fang Ziwei came out from upstairs and saw the open door on the first floor, letting in the cold air, and couldn't help but shiver.

Chen Yang's mother turned around and glanced, "No one. Mom is going to sell the junk in the storage room. They were all brought from the old house. Now there is no place to put them in the new house."

"Oh, Mom, please put on some clothes." As she spoke, Fang Ziwei picked up a coat and walked down the stairs, ready to put it on Chen Yang's mother.

The young man raised his head and glanced at Fang Ziwei, then weighed himself and said, "Auntie, your daughter is so filial."

"This is my daughter-in-law, but she is closer than my son." Chen Yang's mother grinned, stretched out her hand and tugged on the coat that Fang Ziwei had put on herself, "Have you weighed her yet?"

"It's coming soon. Auntie, I'm slow, don't worry." The young man said a little embarrassed.

"You look like a novice at first glance. If you are as slow as you, you won't be able to collect much in a day." Chen Yang's mother smiled, "But auntie, don't be in a hurry. Just take your time and don't make mistakes."

The young man counted the time silently in his mind, glancing at the big iron gate from time to time. Finally, he had no choice but to say, "Auntie, everything is weighed. Let me calculate the money for you."

Finally, the young man took out 26 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yang's mother, "Auntie, the total is 25 yuan and 26 cents. This is [-] yuan. Take it."

Chen Yang's mother took the money and said, "Okay, wait while I go upstairs to get you some change."

"Auntie, no need, you are such a nice person, you don't need to change for a few cents." The young man started to move things to the tricycle.

"That's not possible. You earned your hard-earned money. Let alone a few cents, I have to give you even a penny in change!" As she spoke, Chen Yang's mother went upstairs to get the money.

While the young man was loading things on the tricycle, he would poke his head out to take a look from time to time.Chen Yang, Chen Yang, haven't you been going home at this time these days? Why aren't you back today?If you don't come back, wouldn't it be in vain for me to come in?Your house won’t be in ruins tomorrow!

"Young man, come and take these thirty cents." Chen Yang's mother put the thirty cents into the young man's hand.

"Auntie, I really don't want any change," the young man pushed back. "I just came out to collect rags. You are the best person I have ever met. I really don't want any change."

"No, you must hold it!" Chen Yang's mother pushed back.

Just as the two were fighting, Chen Yang's father opened the door and walked in. He saw Chen Yang's mother standing at the door, "What's wrong?"

"Old man, you're back. Come here and talk to this kid." As she spoke, Chen Yang's mother learned what had happened.

"Young man, this should be your money, just take it." Chen Yang's father patted the young man's military coat, "It's not that we are good people, it's that you haven't met any good people. In fact, there are still many good people."

As he spoke, Chen Yang's father took the thirty cents and patted it directly into the young man's hand, "Okay, don't tear it up. With this effort, I think you can take over another family and earn more money."

"Uncle, aunt, you are so kind." The young man smiled and put the money into his pocket. "From now on, if you have any junk at home, please keep it for me. I will come to collect it every few days and give you the highest price. Thank you!"

The young man pushed the tricycle out of Chen Yang's yard. Before leaving, he waved to Chen Yang's parents, got on the tricycle, and started shouting again, but this time it was a little crying.

Your uncle, Chen Yang, I have been with you for three days, and we always go home at this time, but you didn’t come back today!Not only did I wait for a ride in vain, but I even paid him 25 yuan for a ride!

"There is so much snow at the door, and you didn't clean it up. Didn't you step on it and bring it into the house?" Chen Guohua pointed at the snow on the steps at the door.

"How did you know that I didn't understand!" Chen Yang's mother rolled her eyes at Chen Guohua, "Didn't this happen to this young man who stomped his feet at the door just now for fear of trampling on our house?"

Chen Guohua frowned, turned to look at the direction the young man left, "Oh, bring the broom, I'll sweep it up!"

"Is my son back?"

"No, he called and said he would be back late today and asked us to eat first. He didn't know what he was busy with every day!" Mother turned around and walked to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.