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After hanging up the phone, Yu Guanzhi remembered that there was one more thing he hadn't told Lu An.

But then she felt relieved.

Originally, she planned to mail January's basic salary of 2,000 yuan to the other party in the form of a money order. Now that the purchase of subscription certificates has been mentioned, it doesn't seem so urgent.

She thought that when Lu An came to Shanghai, it would be the same as giving cash in person, which would save time and effort.

Subscription certificate.

Luann returned to the house with it still running through her mind.

Although he was reborn and had a lot of information about future generations in advance, compared to the past few years in the early 1990s, stock subscription warrants are the only outlet with low investment, short cycle, quick results, and high benefits.

Therefore, as long as there is a chance, he will not miss it.

It was originally 30 yuan a piece, but now I wonder what price it has been hyped to?

Or can I still buy it at the original price?

He had never seen it before and felt very unsure.

After washing up, Lu An went to the kitchen in the backyard. The eldest sister and the aunt were preparing vegetables, and Song Jia was squatting next to her. The place was too big to accommodate so many people, so there was nothing to do without him.

Being bored and unable to read, he went to Zeng's house, but he didn't find Zeng Lingbo or anyone else.

After asking about his milk, I found out that his father had picked up the mother and son in the middle of the night yesterday.

Picked up in the middle of the night?

Lu An saw that Grandma Zeng's face was not good, and she was probably angry with her son. He immediately stopped searching and asked, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Will Lingbo come back to celebrate the New Year?"

Grandma Zeng shook her head silently.

Yes, it’s no use asking.

After leaving Zeng's house, Lu An walked into Wei's house as a habit, just in time to catch up with someone making glutinous rice cakes.

Wei Bin shouted, "Great painter, do you want to join in the fun?"

Lu An rolled up his sleeves, walked over and said, "Let me give it a try."

He took a tall log stick from Wei Bin's hand and confronted the secretary, and the two began to "have fun" with each other.

Not to mention, preparing glutinous rice cake requires skill. Although he has a lot of strength, he still lacks experience in this. He collapsed from exhaustion after relying on brute force for half an hour.

Wei Fangyuan handed him a cup of hot water: "You must be tired. Let's take a rest first."

Lu An nodded, took the water and sat aside.

Wei Fangyuan looked at him and said silently: "You didn't open your eyebrows, are you hiding something in your heart?"

Lu An did not answer directly, but asked: "Did you say that the road from Qianzhen to Baoqing is open to traffic?"

Wei Fangyuan asked keenly: "Do you want to go to Baoqing?"

Lu An hummed: "I have something to do, I might have to go there."

Wei Fangyuan stood up immediately, "Let me call my aunt for you. His brother drives a county bus and should know the situation."

Lu An said that this was the purpose of his trip.

Three minutes later, Wei Fangyuan came back and said to him: "The man said that the roadbed was crushed and traffic would not be able to pass for a while.

The man also said that if you want to take a bus, you can take it to Jianhua first, then get off and walk along the ridge to bypass that section, and there will be a shuttle bus to pick you up on the other side. It takes about 10 minutes to walk. "

"Hey, thank you."

After waiting patiently for a day, I didn't get a call from the Shanghai Stock Exchange until 11 o'clock in the evening.

Lu An collected his thoughts. He knew that there was probably no chance today. He would have to wait and see tomorrow.

January 29th was a good day with clear skies.

When the morning sun rises, his eyes are full of hope; when the sun sets, his eyes reflect the shadow of dusk, and he feels that waiting has been in vain.

The guess turned out to be accurate.

He read and worked on questions until 12 o'clock in the morning. The snoring of the owner of the canteen across the street could be heard throughout the ten streets, but the call still didn't come.

On January 30, the morning turned from sunny to cloudy, and then it began to rain heavily. His mood was as broken as the yellow mud road.

On February 1, Lu An twice thought of calling Yu Guanzhi, but in the end he failed.

Although he doesn't know the other party very well, it is the basic principle for people who want to do big things to keep their word. Since the other party said that he would help him when he is free, he will definitely go and have a look when he is free.

If people are busy and forget about things, they can only consider themselves to be in bad luck.

The most anxious day, the most anticipated day, the most disappointing day, but also the most relieved day.

When there was no news at sunset, Lu An, who had been anxious these past few days, breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the brush and waved it on the paper: I am lucky to get it, but I am destined to lose it.

After living a lifetime, he knows that everything is not controlled by others and cannot be forced. When it is time to be free and easy, he should be free and easy.

The aunt's new brick kiln was sold, and Lu Yan helped cook the meal at noon, with wine and meat. When laying the dishes and pouring the wine on the dinner table, she looked at Liu Yang more than anyone else.

Lu An felt like a mirror, the eldest sister was completely moved.

However, he pretended not to see it and didn't bother to point it out. After all, he had a marriage background from his previous life. He was very relieved. This was probably what everyone often said: She couldn't get into the same family if she wasn't the same family.

The Spring Festival is lively, bright red and festive. Starting from the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, people at the intersection have come to Lu An to write Spring Festival couplets.

Everyone knows that he has good calligraphy, and now he has become a famous painter from all over the country. If anyone mentions this behind his back, they will give him a thumbs up. Even if a small number of people say harsh words, deep down they still think he is awesome at leverage.

This made Lu An miserable. He lay on the table all day without getting up. His waist hurt, his neck was stiff, and his legs were numb. The people who took the Spring Festival couplets from him were so happy that they posted them on the door when they got home. They all said Take advantage of the honor of being the "first family" in the village.

Sometimes he thinks that it is right to get involved in the glory of the old Lu family, but have you never thought about the peacock flying to the southeast?

But having said that, there is no way he would be able to do something as silly as hanging himself from a southeastern branch. There are a lot of novelties in the world, a lot of delicious food, and beautiful women are very nourishing. In his last life, he never figured out why his father was so short of breath.

It was sunny for two days, then it rained and snowed.

This was the second heavy snowfall this year. Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell on the ground, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, at noon, Lu An, who had just finished a set of math problems, was going to take a break and prepare to go to Meng's house in the afternoon.

Although he regarded Meng Qingshui as a tiger, a poison, and a cage, he really missed Sister Qingchi a little. He was about to take the Ph.D. exam, and he didn't know how her review was going.

Suddenly, a voice came from the concession stand: "Lu Ann, phone!"

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It's sad, it's sunny again in March, I have been weak all afternoon, my thoughts are scattered, I have to squeeze out toothpaste to finish a chapter, I will only finish 6,000 words today, when I recover a little, I can make up for today's shortfall in the next two days.

But don’t worry, guys, I’m going to finish reading the new book in March, and I won’t stop updating it unless absolutely necessary. Well, that’s it, I’m going to lie down in bed, and I’ll see you at noon tomorrow.