Kneeling in front of my wife’s tombstone and crying bitterly, I was reborn

Among the porters, Liu Daniu is recognized as the strongest.

Only occasionally when he wanted to show off his muscles, he would carry three hundred kilograms at a time. Normally, like other porters, he would carry two hundred kilograms at a time.

This way you can maintain your physical strength and not be so tired.

But Shen Qiansan was better, carrying [-] kilograms every time and working from noon to about six o'clock in the evening.

"Your name is Shen Qiansan?"

"I will call you third brother from now on!"

"Third brother, you are so awesome!"

"Third brother, you look so thin and weak, but you are so strong!"

"Third brother, my name is Liu Daniu. If I don't obey others, I will obey you!"

"Third brother, my name is Zhang Qiang..."

"Third brother..."

"..."

Porters' wages are paid daily.

After finishing today's work, twenty or thirty porters lined up to collect their wages from Zhou Xiaozhou.

While waiting, everyone greeted Shen Qiansan with great enthusiasm.

"..."

"Zhang Qiang, a total of 225 packages, a salary of 22 yuan!"

"Li Wei, a total of 173 packages, a salary of 17 yuan and 3!"

"Liu Daniu, a total of 295 packages, a salary of 29 yuan!"

Zhang Qiang, Li Wei, Liu Daniu and others received their wages, and they all grinned happily and counted the money over and over again.

It's Shen Qiansan's turn.

Zhou Xiaozhou glanced at him with complicated eyes, and then said loudly: "Shen Qiansan, a total of... 366 packages! The salary is 36 yuan 6!"

She didn't expect that the man who had no intention of helping on the bus in the morning turned out to be a strong man.

Like Liu Daniu and Li Wei, they worked from morning to night, working all day, and only received a salary of more than ten or twenty yuan.

But what about Shen Qiansan?

I only worked for more than five hours, which was already more than what others earned for working for a whole day.

"Will you still come tomorrow?"

Zhou Xiaozhou handed the money to Shen Qiansan, looked at his disgraced look, and asked in a low voice.

Shen Qiansan took the money and grinned: "Come on, of course!"

Not only do you make money as a porter, the key is getting tired.

After working for several hours, he was so tired that he almost fell down. The skin on his two shoulders was even scratched, with flour and dust sticking to them, and he was in excruciating pain.

"If you come back to work tomorrow, bring a bag with you. When you carry flour, put the bag on your shoulders..."

Zhou Xiaozhou reminded softly.

"Thank you!"

Shen Qiansan took 36 yuan and 6 cents, took out three 1-cent notes, put them on Zhou Xiaozhou's table, and said with a smile: "Thank you again for the morning fare!"

Before Zhou Xiaozhou could speak, Shen Qiansan said, "Goodbye, Manager Zhou!"

He turned around and left the warehouse happily.

From the train station to Qingwa Street, there is no direct bus and you need to transfer.

If you take a taxi, it will cost about five or six yuan.

Shen Qiansan only had 46 yuan and 3 cents in hand, and he was reluctant to take the car.

The first thing to do with this money is to take it home and show it to Chen Shuting to prove that he is working.

In addition, he also wanted to buy some delicious food to bring to his wife and daughter.

Bus No. 2, from the train station to Qingyun Road.

As soon as Shen Qiansan got on the car, everyone covered their noses and stayed away.

"Where did the beggar come from? He also takes the bus!"

"Don't you know how stinky you are?"

"Do you have any sense of justice? Why do you still come to take the bus when it smells so bad?"

"Beggar, can you go down?"

"..."

There was nothing he could do, the flour dyed all his hair white, and the flour dust on his face was washed away by sweat, making him look really unkempt.

In addition, the clothes were all covered with dust and smelly sweat.

It would be strange not to be disliked by others.

Shen Qiansan seemed completely unaware of this and just stood there happily.

In his previous life, he could easily make hundreds of millions of dollars a day, but to him, that money only increased his wealth.

But today he was exhausted and earned 36 yuan and 6 cents, but he felt the joy of making money.

After getting off the No. 2 bus, he did not immediately catch the No. 8 bus, but ran to a delicatessen.

"Boss, please bring two kilograms of braised beef, one kilogram of pork head, and yes, there are pig's feet, two!"

The owner of the deli was a middle-aged uncle. When he saw Shen Qiansan's appearance, he didn't dislike it. Instead, he said, "Young man, you must be working as a porter!"

"Yes!" Shen Qiansan replied with a grin.

The middle-aged uncle said: "I earn hard-earned money from doing transportation. If you buy these food, today's work will be in vain!"

Shen Qiansan said with a smile: "I bought it and took it home to feed my wife and daughter. It's not for nothing!"

The middle-aged uncle was slightly stunned and said, "You are so kind to your wife and children!"

Shen Qiansan said with a smile: "Isn't it just for a man to make money outside so that his wife and children can eat better?"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged uncle seemed to feel the same way and said with a smile: "I will give you 4 yuan for a pound of braised beef, and 5 yuan for a pound of pig head meat! Pig feet..."

Shen Qiansan looked up and saw the prices posted on the wall of the store. Braised beef was 4 yuan and 8 cents per pound, and pork head was 3 yuan...

He smiled and said, "Boss, it's not easy to make money, so you don't need to give me a discount."

The middle-aged uncle smiled honestly, "Yes, it's not easy to make money, but my job in opening a delicatessen is easier than what you do."

Shen Qiansan felt warm in her heart and did not refuse the boss's kindness. She smiled and thanked him.

Three kinds of food, a total of 15 yuan and 8 cents, cost him half of his salary as a porter, but he didn't feel distressed at all, instead he was very happy.

When I left the deli, I looked back at the store's sign.

Lao Zhou Deli!

Shen Qiansan silently wrote down the name of the store, carried three bags of cooked food, and went to catch the No. 8 bus.

When we returned to Qingwa Street, the sky was already a little gloomy.

Residents on both sides of the street have already finished their meal, and most of them are enjoying the cool air at the door, waving fans and setting up dragon gate formations.

"Look, that... looks like Shen Qiansan!"

"Shen Qiansan? No way! Although that guy has no ability, he likes to be poor and fastidious. He usually keeps himself tidy. How could he end up like that!"

"Yeah, luckily it's early now. If it had been later, I would have thought I saw a ghost!"

"Look, it's really Shen Qiansan!"

"Did something happen? It made it like that!"

"Alas... He is like this. After returning home, Chen Shuting will be miserable again!"

"That guy, every time he got angry outside, he would take it out on Chen Shuting when he came home! It's really pitiful that such a good woman like Chen Shuting would follow such a bastard!"

"..."

Shen Qiansan walked briskly all the way, and in a short time, he arrived at the door of his house.

"Wife!"

"Dandan!"

"I am back!"

Shen Qiansan shouted with a smile and walked towards the house.

"Dad is back!"

Shen Dandan's happy voice came from the room.

The next second, a petite figure appeared at the door.

"what!"

"Ghost!"

Shen Dandan ran out happily. As soon as she reached the door, before she saw her father, she saw a tall figure dressed in white and exuding a strong stench.

She thought she saw a ghost, screamed in fright, and shrank back.