Who would marry into the family after being reborn?

It was still dark when we arrived at the county town.

Wu Xiuchun had wanted to get off at any intersection.

But Wu Wei was worried about Sanmei wandering around alone.

He sent her to East Street, where there were people early in the morning, and then left her there.

East Street is the county's morning market and the earliest gathering place for small vendors.

Getting off here is indeed much safer than the intersection in the northern suburbs of the county town.

And it is only a few steps away from the main road Xingfu Road, and you can get there through a small alley.

Xiuchun came here last time when I bought a car and got a license, so I remember it.

It's a new arrival, so I have to show my face.

Wu Xiuchun couldn't help but feel restrained and not very relaxed.

Even when looking for an open space, he observed for a long time, for fear of occupying other people's space.

After confirming it, he spread out the blue and white flowered fabric he brought from home neatly.

Then he laid out the six fake collars in two rows.

He squatted beside him, hugged his knees, and said nothing.

The sky gradually brightened and the voices of people became more and more mixed.

On the busy East Street, there was a small stall that was not noticeable at all.

What's more, Wu Xiuchun squatted silently.

So that the morning market was almost over, and no one asked for anything.

Wu Xiuchun looked around, his eyes were blank.

This won't do.

In order to help his second brother collect the three turns and one ring and the betrothal gift as soon as possible and marry a wife.

He must be brave and shout a few times.

He can't be silent like this anymore.

But it's far from easy to step out of the comfort zone and break the self.

Wu Xiuchun opened his mouth several times and wanted to shout.

It was just a mouth shape, without any sound.

Until a big sister with a basket squatted down and asked: "Sister, how much is this fake collar?"

She couldn't shout actively, but she could talk back passively.

Wu Xiuchun was immediately encouraged and said, "Big sister, 50 cents each, take your pick."

Big sister put down the basket, picked up a fake collar and looked at it over and over.

She was secretly satisfied in her heart, but she was nitpicking: "This fabric doesn't feel good, it's not a good fabric, right?"

City people are quite picky, buying a fake collar and picking fabric.

Luckily, she thought quickly and blurted out: "Big sister, fake collars are all leftovers from the tailor shop, so naturally they can be used for whatever they have."

The second brother could make up a construction team behind him, so there was nothing wrong with making up a tailor shop himself.

"Besides, fake collars made of good fabrics are not this price."

"How about this, big sister, if you really want it, it's my first one after opening. I'll give you 80 cents for two, how about that?"

Big sister picked fabrics to bargain.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, he went with the flow: "Okay, I'll pick two myself."

Wu Xiuchun waved her hand: "Pick whatever you want."

After a while, the eldest sister picked up the basket, took the two fake collars, and left contentedly.

Wu Xiuchun spread out the 80-cent note in her hand, feeling extremely satisfied.

Finally, he could make money for his second brother!

At the same time, Wu Wei, who rushed to Zheng Lao's house, was somewhat worried.

He casually chatted with Yang Qiaoqiao.

"Do you think the third sister can do it alone?"

When asked this question, Yang Qiaoqiao was surprised, but said firmly: "I believe Xiuchun can do it."

What a virtuous aunt and a kind sister-in-law.

I didn't need to ask her.

Does she dare to say that the third sister can't do it? She definitely wouldn't dare.

Even though Wu Wei couldn't see Yang Qiaoqiao's expression behind him, he was very sure of this, and he definitely wouldn't dare.

But after arriving at Zheng Lao's house, he forgot everything when he got busy.

Until it was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, when the weather was too hot and he couldn't work anymore.

When Zheng Lao Han's wife, the grandson of the children, brought over a ten-pound watermelon.

Wu Wei saw this and gave an order. Then everyone stopped working and found a shady place to rest.

For a project that originally included both labor and materials, the owner didn't need to be so polite and considerate.

It was enough to boil some hot water and provide some places to buy vegetables and cook.

In contrast, the owner who only contracted the finishing work had to take more care.

Don't be stingy with cigarettes and food.

Otherwise, being scolded behind your back is a small matter.

If the masters really do something in moving bricks and building walls, they will suffer a big loss.

For example, the same red bricks, if used sparingly, can make a big difference with using them freely.

It is not uncommon for the owner to be greedy for small gains and suffer big losses.

As an old bricklayer, Wu Wei is well aware of these things.

But he disdains to use them.

He values ​​the long-term, working more and making big money.

If you covet the host's small favors, wouldn't that be a loss for the greater good?

But then again.

Wu Wei naturally couldn't take for granted the generous and thoughtful host of Zheng Lao Han's family.

If others respect you one foot, we should respect them one yard.

Not only should we help others do their work beautifully, but we should also be polite and courteous when dealing with them.

To work and earn money, you can't just rely on your skills.

You also have to understand the ways of the world.

So while others were resting, Wu Wei couldn't sit down.

He took the initiative to greet Aunt Sun and said, "Aunt Sun, this is too much for you!"

However, when Wu Wei took action, everyone, including Master Gao and Master Chen, had to bow and get ready.

Wu Wei came out to greet them, which was his social relationship with the host.

Everyone stood up, which was the social relationship between them and the foreman.

Fortunately, in the next second, Yang Qiaoqiao hugged the big watermelon and said, "I'll do it."

As soon as she took advantage of it, everyone sat back down as soon as their buttocks were off the ground.

Aunt Sun relaxed her hands with joy and said: "Qiaoqiao is really handsome and capable. Whoever marries you will be blessed!"

Yang Qiaoqiao knew she couldn't deserve the compliment and was about to defend herself.

Wu Wei was the first to say, "That's it, aunt! Qiaoqiao is in our countryside, and it's a flower that can be found in every corner of the country."

Aunt Sun took a special look at Qiaoqiao's gait and manner, and nodded firmly, "There's really nothing to say about her appearance. Her waist and hips are good, and she can give birth to a son!"

Behind him was Wu Wei.

Yang Qiaoqiao concentrated on her work.

First, I poured a basin of cold well water, washed the big watermelon, and rinsed it again and again with the kitchen knife.

Then he poured out the water, held the watermelon directly in the basin, and raised the knife with his hand.

That's called being crisp and smooth.

The crotches of the workers couldn't help but tighten when they saw the few workers who were talking about it with great enthusiasm.

They all whispered, "Shouldn't she be able to hear what we just said?"

As a veteran in the small industry, Old Zeng said sincerely: "If you ask me to tell you, you shouldn't talk nonsense!"

Xiao Zhang, the new young worker, was quite unhappy: "With the combination of men and women, the work will not be tiring. Since the foreman has brought a female worker here, can he not let people have fun?"

Old Zeng blew out a smoke ring in a familiar manner and said, "Can't you see? That's the foreman's woman!"

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