They say my husband is a bad guy

The market in the town is not far from Wuda. The Chinese New Year is coming, and the merchants in the market are buying goods, which is very lively.Yin Li and Jing Rong ordered five iron nets with handles at the hardware store, bought some tools and parts, and were ready to go back.

As soon as he left the market, he bumped into An Wenxuan who was carrying a bag of fresh vegetables.

"Hello, Teacher An." Yin Li recognized An Wenxuan, because An Wenxuan was also Yin Li's subject teacher.

Jing Rong also pretended to greet An Wenxuan.

"Just right." An Wenxuan said, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, shook it open with a corner, and handed it to Jing Rong: "Look, if you're right, just press your fingerprint."

Jing Rong raised his eyebrows, took the paper and saw that it was an IOU in the form of a contract, and the amount was quite a lot.But Jing Rong looked very happy, because these happened to be [-]% of the shares of Shuhao Home Appliances.

An Wenxuan bought the shares of Shuhao Home Appliances, but he was still not optimistic about Shuhao Home Appliances, so he gave it to Jing Rong in the form of "borrowing". These stocks in the stock, and it is the amount equivalent to the current price.

Yin Li also wanted to see it, but Jing Rong quickly folded it up, and smiled at An Wenxuan: "I'll give it to you when I finish it. But, I will regret it when the time comes, so don't break the contract."

An Wenxuan still smiled like a fairy, with a smell of scum: "You just need to sign. Call me later."

After An Wenxuan finished speaking, he waved to them and walked away like a dog, greeting the residents with a smile all the way.

"What's the situation?" Yin Li waited for An Wenxuan to leave, and then bumped into Jing Rong curiously: "What was written on that paper just now?"

"I made a bet with Teacher An, but the bet promises that I can't tell others." Jing Ronghan answered honestly with a smile.

Yin Li frowned upon hearing the words: "Bet? Don't lose yourself, you are stupid."

"I didn't gamble, and Mr. An was just playing with me. He wanted to see my ability to predict the market."

Yin Li thought, yes.After all, An Wenxuan is a teacher, and he looks very refined and steady, probably with Jing Rong just to tease children.

Yin Li felt relieved and went back to the forest farm with Jing Rong.

Today's forest farm workers are on their last day of work. They finish work early in the afternoon, and they are waiting for father Jing to pay their wages.During the time of receiving the money, the workers helped Jing Rong and Yin Li, and made the remaining four iron drums into the previous "oven" style.

The iron buckets have been washed and the rust has been removed, but the mottled marks have not been repainted, but polished again.Then install the brand new parts, a comparison, it really has a bright feeling.After the workers left, Yin Li and Jing Rong adjusted the details, polished the sharp cut-away part, and installed the flip handle.

"When you're working on a shelf, be careful to isolate the part that holds the carbon below, so as not to burn people." After finishing the work, Yin Li carefully observed the possible hidden dangers, and put forward his own opinion to Father Jing and the others: "The mouth of the iron bucket is the same. The sides are lowered for the convenience of the fire, but if the guests pull out the burning charcoal, it is easy to catch fire, so I think in this direction of the shelf, make an iron hoop at the lower position, and put a small hook to catch the charcoal ash. barrel; one side can also be fixed with a ring tube to put the fire stick. As for the upper part of the oil barrel, a row of hooks can be buckled to hang the clips for barbecue. When not in use, the cover will not hinder it.”

The three members of Jing's family were stunned for a while, Jing's father looked happy and nodded frequently, Xue's mother immediately put her arms around Yin Li, and made a good kiss on Yin Li's face: "Oh, my son is really careful."

Yin Li was blush again.

In the next few days, the Jing family father and son began to use bricks and iron sticks and planks to build the frame, while Yin Li and Xue's mother helped weeding.The place where the oven is fixed is at the front of the yard, and not far from it is the small training ground of the Jing family and his son, which has also been remodeled, making it a playground suitable for both children and adults.

"Put a few more tables later, and it will be done." Xue's mother looked at the completed fixed oven site, and was quite relieved: "Come on, let's take a picture. Jing Rong will take out the camera and give it to me and my son." Take a picture."

Jing Rong: "...OK."

The whole family was laughing and laughing, and Father Jing followed suit. After taking the photo, he drove to the town to rush out of the photo.Everyone had a copy, and Yin Li took a group photo of everyone, shrunk it down and put it in his wallet.

Although such a day is hard, it is very happy.Unfortunately, happiness does not last long.

Yin Li should go back.

Before leaving, Yin Li and Father Jing took a backpack of wood from the warehouse, which were leftovers.Father Jing knew that Yin Li liked to do handicrafts, so he deliberately put some of their remaining small parts in Yin Li's bag.

"Come here often when you have time. Jing Yuan, Jing Rong's older brother, will be back during the Chinese New Year. Let me introduce you." Mother Xue took Yin Li to the door, and Father Jing drove Yin Li back.Jing Rong originally wanted to send it over, but after experiencing the thieves in the forest farm, Jing Rong was worried that Mother Xue would be alone at home.

"Well, I must come here often. Ah... Goodbye godmother."

"See you."

Father Jing sent Yin Li to the high-tech zone, Yin Li got off the car on the side of the road, said goodbye to Father Jing, and the smile on Yin Li's face faded a lot.

There are only his grandma and his father in their family now, and grandma prefers Aunt Yinxiu. Since Yin Li can remember, they almost spend Chinese New Year at Wang's house every year.The whole family is happy, but Yin Li feels like an outsider.

"Huh..." Yin Li exhaled, forced a smile on her face, and went home.

The year in Jiangcheng begins on the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.On this day, Jing Rong's eldest brother, Jing Yuan, came home, but the family couldn't leave, so Jing Yuan took a taxi back by himself.

The family of three were all looking forward to it at the door, and when the taxi stopped, Jing Rong unconsciously breathed lightly.In his previous life, the last time he saw Jing Yuan was at the crime scene.The gray suit that Jing Yuan was wearing was stained dark by the dirty water and blood, his face was pale, his eyeballs were covered with a gray film, and he could not rest in peace.

click.

The car door opened, a long leg stepped out, and then Jing Yuan stood in front of Jing Rong and the others, young and intact.

Jing Yuan is five years older than Jing Rong, and a little shorter than Jing Rong, but his appearance is much more delicate: sword eyebrows are straight, eyes are like stars, nose is like a gall, and lips are as thin as a line. An extremely small cinnabar mole, like a drop of blood poked by a needle tip, added a bit of color.

Jing Yuan is very good-looking, unlike Rong Huaishu's male and female, he is a son Ruyu.When Jing Yuan was expressionless, he had the posture of a flower of Gaoling, but when he smiled, the cinnabar mole seemed to come alive, painting a charming picture-this is also the reason why Jing Yuan has been unsmiling since he was sensible, and now, his face is paralyzed His skills have been honed to perfection.

"Dad, Mom, Jing Rong." Jing Yuan never smiled in front of his family.

"It's good to be back." Mother Xue hugged Jing Yuan happily, then handed a red envelope to the driver, and Father Jing helped to take out the luggage from the trunk.

"Brother." Jing Rong called softly, walked over and hugged Jing Yuan tightly.

Jing Yuan was surprised by Jing Rong's enthusiasm, and then smiled.He patted Jing Rong on the back: "It's grown a lot stronger."

Jing Rong took a deep breath, then let go of Jing Yuan, and nodded with a smile: "Well, I practiced some fists and kicks with my dad. Let's show you the new look of our forest farm."

Jing Rong brought Jing Yuan into the house, and the black tiger ran out of the woods, wagging its tail around Jing Yuan, and didn't stop until Jing Yuan reached out to touch its head.

"Huh? What is... what is this going to do?" As soon as Jing Yuan arrived at the yard, he saw the open oven yard. The grass was level and paved with brick roads. A huge oil drum with a handle in the middle, I don't know what it is for.

Jing Rong chuckled, led Jing Yuan over, and opened an oil barrel.The brand-new iron net inside and the hooks on the upper part appeared in front of his eyes, and Jing Yuan understood it all at once.

"oven?"

"Yeah." Jing Rong said, "Jiangcheng Timber has several major suppliers, and our family has been squeezed out all the time. We might as well use the land to do some business. This, use waste, be smart."

"What are you proud of?" Mother Xue came over at this time, pulled Jing Yuan and smiled: "These are all Yin Li's ideas, and they are all made of idle things in the forest farm. And this, I Qiuyinghua's brooch was also made by Yin Li, so it looks pretty."

Jing Yuan smiled and nodded: "Looks good... who is Yin Li?"

Jing Rong: "My friend."

Mother Xue: "My son."

Jing Yuan: "...Huh?"

Jing Rong smiled helplessly, took Jing Yuan back to the living room and sat down, took the photo framed by Xue's mother and put it on the tea cabinet, pointed to Yin Li and said: "This, my classmate, was forcibly recognized as a godson by my mother. "

Jing Yuan laughed when he heard the words, nodded and said: "You are quite well-behaved, you can see my goddamn brother when you have time."

"I invite him to play on my birthday." Jing Rong promised Jing Yuan, "You will definitely like him."

"Well. Speaking of which, what do you want for your birthday? At the age of 19, you have to live a big life."

According to the customs of Jiangcheng, men are more than nine women.

Jing Rong shrugged: "I don't want anything in particular."

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows: "You said last year that you wanted a stereo for your birthday, don't you?"

Jing Rong blinked, he was reborn this summer, what happened last year was already a memory of decades ago to him, how could he still remember it.Jing Rong immediately began to smirk: "The boy has changed, and now I don't like those things. If you really want to buy me a gift, just buy a pair of gloves."

Jing Yuan looked at Jing Rong for a while, then sighed, and patted Jing Rong's shoulder earnestly: "You have grown up."

Jing Rong just smiled and said nothing.He spent his whole life as a fool in the last life, and tasted all the bitterness. If he doesn't grow up, this life will be considered in vain.