lifetime

Because of a special case, the old man attacked by the uncle pretended to be an undercover agent next to the simple, melancholy and demonic painter Xiao Shou. The two bastards began to live together. In the early stage, they accompanied each other in planting fruit trees in the countryside, and played tricks on each other every day. Warm and healing article, I hope viewers can relax their minds, move their little fingers, and bookmark the author, you are all little fairies without a doubt.

Early in the beginning of spring, the ground was still frozen and tamped. Bianmu stood with his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the furrows of the field. The snow had not yet melted, and the cold air hit again regardless. It is estimated that this year's fruits will be sweet.

Looking at the dead trees on the hillside from a distance, it was rare, and smiled, the phone buzzed and vibrated, glanced at the last few numbers displayed, suppressed the impatience in his heart, put it to his ear after connecting Speaking, there was a woman's voice, sweet and pleasant, very young, "Bian Mu, listen to my explanation, I have nothing to do with Zhuang Yan. At that time, I saw that you were always indifferent, so I made this decision. I didn't really want to break up. You believe me…"

It's nothing, huh, he's not blind, that kid sent all the photos, it's solid.

"Bianmu, I know you're listening, I love you, tell me, where are you, okay?"

Her voice was choked up in the receiver, and he could think of her current expression, she must be extremely regretful, she was arrested solemnly, lost the benefactor of Xinbang, and let him as a spare tire, so she must cry bitterly, Bo a sympathy.

"Bian Mu, tell me, I'm worried about you, I'm worried that something will happen to you..."

The voice fell, and I began to cry. If it was so long ago, I would have felt distressed for a long time when I heard her cry, but now, I looked down at the edge of my dirty shoes. I can't throw her into the pot and wash it clean before using it again. These dead things are better, be obedient.

"Yang Ying, let's get together and get together, don't call me again." There are some things, it's better to explain clearly, otherwise both parties will not have peace.

Don't wait for her to say, hang up and turn off the phone directly.

He thought that his temper and temperament had been well-adjusted, but in the end, he still couldn't control it. People need face, and trees need skin. Especially for her, there are people who are shameless and insist on being pale.

Walking around the fruit forest, he is short of manpower, so he needs to hire a strong worker, preferably with food and lodging. He is not here, and he can still watch the forest at night.

This is a relatively backward area. His grandfather’s mountain hides here, trying to clean up, tidy up the orchard, and walk back to the farmyard at the foot of the mountain. It takes 10 minutes. There stands a small two-story building in front of him. The only room in the first place has geothermal air-conditioning, which is considered advanced. Others have kangs and boilers, and they don’t even have a separate bathroom. It is conceivable how difficult the winter is, so at this time, everyone in the village is in their own homes. The big kang was circled, and no one came out to press the road.

Not far from there is a small supermarket, he goes in to buy a pack of cigarettes and a few bags of instant noodles, and he can handle it.

The proprietress is an enthusiastic person, and she is very caring when she asks questions about this and that. When she heard that there is a job offer, she introduced them one by one with great interest. Don't look at him viciously, in fact he has the hottest heart."

Balabala talked a lot, how helpful she was, how generous she was, what and what, Bian Mu was idle listening to her talk, wandering back and forth for half an hour before returning to the hospital.

Turning on the computer, flipping through the sketches, without inspiration, leaning back on the back of the chair, thinking of Yang Ying's crying tone just now, annoyed to remove the phone card and throw it in the trash can, go to hell.

I ate whole at night, hated this place again, my mouth almost faded out, it’s not like all kinds of restaurants in the city, steak and red wine are opposite, there are various kinds of frying, roasting, cooking and frying, my brothers walked around, and then hugged a little girl After a night of sleep, it's so beautiful, if you say that you are a big fool, for the sake of Yang Ying, you abandon the prosperity, and go to such a poor village to suffer, it's really beeping.

He can be regarded as a well-known painter. Thanks to his wealth, he opened a few art exhibitions, which were not very popular. A few of his good buddies all went abroad to study. He was not used to the foreign fast food outside, so he didn't say anything. Go, in the end, in such a backward village, hey, if you don't say that people have to believe in their fate, he is a hard worker.

Bian Mu couldn't take it anymore, but he couldn't break his promise. If he stayed for one year, he would have to stay for one year, otherwise his father would have to deal with him to death.

Standing in front of the plastic-steel window, wandering with Yan, listening to the slamming of the door, he almost jumped up in fright, and took a closer look, who is careless, driving a tractor can hit the door, and his skills are not good. What kind of car do you drive?

Lighting the lamp made by Yu, he said in a bad tone, "Who, the two long eyeballs are used as glass balls."

The wrought iron gate was smashed to pieces, and next to it was a large dirt tractor. It was dark and the driver in the compartment could not be seen clearly. Bian Muzheng was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger. He cursed viciously at the shadow in the driver's building , "If you don't crash to death, get out of here and pretend to be a cricket."

The tractor extinguished the fire with a heavy bang, the door slammed open, and a man jumped out. He was tall and tall, with a black down jacket open, revealing a knitted sweater with vertical stripes inside, and a pair of slacks. He walked over with his head drooping.

Bian Mu put his hands on his chest casually, he looked like a farmer, and his tone was contemptuous and disdainful, "Look at the gate yourself, and pay for it."

At this time, several households nearby came out to see what was going on, and the proprietress of the supermarket recognized it immediately, and trotted over, slapped the man's arm a few times complainingly, and cursed, "Okay, you little guy, what are you doing?" Didn’t you say that you can drive a tractor, I asked you to take back the corn stalks in the field, but you knocked down the door of someone’s house, and the cover of the machine collapsed, is this stupid?”

This tractor is worth a lot of money, and the uncles and aunts around persuaded her to put it out. The proprietress was about to make him lose money, when suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, she turned her head and introduced to Bian Mu with an embarrassed smile, "Little boss, This is the little Kouzi that my aunt told you just now, he can do it, whether it is field work or housework, if you catch him, you must hire him."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the man forward a few steps, asked Bian Mu to take a closer look at the body, and then continued enthusiastically, "Xiao Kouzi still doesn't talk much, and he does things honestly, don't worry."

The proprietress is a shrewd person, knowing Shao Kouqiong's jingle, she turned her head and wanted to get a sum of money from the boy in the city, and secretly pinched the stiff man. How can a man who looks domineering on weekdays become stiff like a log? ?

Bian Mu forgot his suit coat just now and was wearing a linen house coat. Now he felt cold standing there, so he called a few people into the hall to talk.

The decoration in the hall is still very old, the headlight covered by glass is brightly lit, the walnut floor is also mottled everywhere, Shao Kou is wearing a pair of black army hook leather shoes, and the sound is loud.

Bian Mu glanced back at the man striding forward, pursed his lips in displeasure, and at the first meeting, he defined him as a rough guy. Obviously, his intuition will be recalled one day in the future, and he can only scold him. Fuck it.

"Auntie, as far as his driving skills are concerned, I dare not use them."

There is also a need to transport something in the orchard, and accidents happen every now and then, who can bear it, delete it as soon as possible, at first glance, it looks like an idler, who has not yet become a person at a young age.

These words have really penetrated into the hearts of all the villagers. The Shao family can be regarded as a big family in their village, and there have been several village heads. Grandson, he lived outside in the early years and just came back. They looked at his posture and guessed that he didn't do a good job outside. With his tendons, he must be a thug, or the underworld. To put it bluntly, there are people Guess it's a wanted criminal, but, considering the old Shaotou's life, they can't make trouble. When someone's family doesn't have a problem, it's not difficult to help.

"Kouzi, this is a big boss who just came from the city. Tell me what you have done before and what experience you have. Let me recommend you and find a job."

If you light him like this, if you don't understand, the proprietress will vomit blood.

The man with the half-hanging head restrained his casual standing posture, raised a sharp-edged face, wide forehead, straight nose, regular facial features, a hint of shyness appeared on his wheat-colored face, and his tense voice was bright and high-pitched, "I , My name is Shao Kou, I used to be a worker in a furniture factory, I can drive a tractor, Auntie, it’s because your gate is not working well, it needs to be repaired.”

The proprietress really wants to vomit blood this time, you are so stupid, you are talking nonsense.

After weighing the pros and cons, he could only echo and say, "Little Boss, see if this person is sincere, don't worry."

Balabala talked a lot more, and seeing Bian Mu's face softened, he asked softly, "Can you see if it works?"

The next few villagers also interceded, Bian Mu nodded, pointed to the standing man and said sternly, "You can stay, try it for a month first."

When the proprietress heard it, she slapped her hands happily, "Little boss, how much money do you pay for a month, let's provide food and housing, the dilapidated house in his hometown has collapsed long ago, and there is no place to live."

During the days when I came back, I lived in the warehouse in the backyard of her house. There was no warmth. Who told her to be related to this kid? Don’t take him in. With such a big physique, how much money did she eat? It can be regarded as sales promotion out.

Bian Mu is a painter, so he knew the prices, so he answered casually, "Work hard, money is not a problem, for food and housing, I will give you [-] a month, a lot, right?"

This is not a small boss in the city, this is a big boss, with an open mouth of [-], a golden mouth, the proprietress almost jumped up excitedly, the next few folks immediately came forward and surrounded Bian Mu in a circle, chattering, " Little Boss, is there still a shortage of people? I am nimble, and I can do whatever I want, so you can use me..."

Bian Mu couldn't stand their close contact, so he took a step back and stood firm, thinking it was too much to say, he interrupted quickly and explained, "Grandpa and ladies, I don't need anyone for now, that, that, Xiao Kouzi, The 1 yuan includes the purchase money, and the rest is wages, do you understand?"

As soon as they heard this, they cooled down. This handsome new guy in the city had made a joke. On the first day, he went to a small restaurant on the corner of the street and ordered a bunch of things that they had heard of the name but hadn’t seen. The dishes here must be so expensive that there is not much left, not to mention that this young man is a delicate and fastidious person, so he must be picky.

The proprietress pulled them out of the way, and said something fair, "Little boss, Xiao Kouzi is my nephew, you can rest assured when you do things for others, let's set a real number for this salary, and I'm still waiting for him to save enough gifts Money, so that he can find a wife for him, look, five thousand, okay?"

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: Little Boss.

Bian Mu: I have something to say.

Shao Kou: I am an honest person.

Bian Mu: Got it, let’s go to work.

Shao Kou: I'm full of tendons and able to work.

Bian Mu was impatient: what are the ink stains, go to work.

Shao Kou: Boss, I want to raise my wages.

Bian Mu couldn't control his violent temper: You didn't do a day's work, and you wanted a raise in wages, why didn't you grab it?

Shao Kou lashed out: I'm very obedient, so I'll take it away, so don't move around.

ps: To commemorate, to love forever, to be remembered when I am old.