The Great Era 1994 The belt is getting wider and I don’t regret it anymore 58. It’s a good time in the world. Xiong Baizhou was woken up by the sound of pattering rain.

"It turns out it rained last night." Xiong Baizhou opened the door, a little surprised.

The rain was very small, but very dense, like silver-gray sticky spider threads woven into a gentle web, soaking the world. Even if it fell on the depressions on the ground, it would only make slight ripples.

Occasionally, one or two birds fly overhead, and their mellow chirps will also cause other birds to echo. All the "fluttering" birds will fly up, entwine and play, as graceful as a small fan of flying fireflies.

"It's such a gentle rain." Even the wind that comes in is hazy, making people have to stop looking back at time.

Xiong Baizhou has been circling in several places for a while, from Huiyang to Luzhou, and from Luzhou to Shunde, with many accidents in between. After making arrangements for Fang Ermi's group last night, he finally decided to take a day off.

"You should have rested long ago." Wang Lianqiao said distressedly at that time: "Do you want to go to my place?"

Beauty Wang bit her lip lightly with her teeth, her face flushed.

Xiong Baizhou hesitated for a while: "Forget it, I'll go back to the construction site. Fang Ermi's group has just arrived, and I'm worried something will happen."

"Then I will bring you food in the morning."

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"Get up and sleep like a pig." Liu Daxiang was still sleeping soundly. In this lukewarm weather, Liu Daxiang slept particularly peacefully.

"Oh, Brother Xiong, you got up so early." Liu Daxiang rubbed his eyes and looked at the alarm clock, which read 9 a.m.

I don’t know who bought the playful alarm clock and put it in the house. It was probably Wang Lianqiao. No one else here has such delicate thoughts.

"Brother Xiong, what do you want to eat in the morning? I'll go out and buy it for you."

"No, Wang Lianqiao will send it to you later."

"Then I can also benefit from it," Liu Daxiang said with a smile.

But when he saw the rain outside, he couldn't help but wailed: "Why the hell is it raining? I even made an appointment to go drinking with someone."

"You are such a vulgar person, you can't even appreciate the beauty of nature, right?" Xiong Baizhou squatted at the door and said with a smile.

On a broken tile at the door of the work shed, a short, thin green radish was pulled out. Xiong Baizhou guessed that this should be the corner of some flower pot, and there happened to be some seeds of the green radish in it. Taking advantage of the light rain, he tried his best to lift it.

Open the soil above your head and stubbornly release its own colors.

"Brother Xiong, Sister Forsythia is here" Liu Daxiang saw from a distance.

Xiong Baizhou raised his head.

Wang Lianqiao was actually wearing a light green dress in this weather. She was holding the train of the dress in one hand and a food box in the other. She didn't hold an umbrella, letting the drizzle gently hit her fair face.

"Be careful," Xiong Baizhou warned loudly, fearing that Wang Lianqiao would accidentally step into a puddle.

Wang Lianqiao raised her head, showed a bright and delicate smile, and continued to walk in the rain on tiptoes. There were patches of wetness under her feet. Wang Lianqiao's figure was graceful and moving, as if she was walking on the waves.

"Sister Forsythia is so stupid, why don't you hold an umbrella?" Liu Daxiang was confused.

"Do you know if a woman wants to please herself?"

"I don't know, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I'll give you a task. Go buy a flower pot on the street." Xiong Baizhou decided not to explain to Liu Daxiang.

"Let's eat the hot porridge and steamed buns we just bought." Wang Lianqiao stroked her wet bangs, her eyes were like eyes, and every movement had a different kind of charm.

"I'll have to bring an umbrella next time, even though it looks pretty like this."

"If you say it's beautiful, then I will always wear it like this. Unless one day you dislike it, then I will change it again." Wang Lianqiao pouted, a little stubborn.

"It's up to you, as long as it's beautiful." Xiong Baizhou smiled sincerely.

After dinner, Wang Lianqiao went to check her salary, picked up her food box and left. Liu Daxiang reluctantly held an umbrella and went to buy flower pots. Xiong Baizhou finally had time to take out the letter from home and read it carefully.

several times.

"Brother, my grades have improved. You can see my certificate next time I go home." The font is crooked. It should belong to my little sister.

"You must clearly state the origin of the money when you reply to the letter. If you dare to do anything illegal, I will send you to the police station first. In addition, your mother asked you to take care of yourself." There is righteousness in the words. This is from my father Xiong Zhengjun.

My mother couldn't write, so all she could say was "take care of yourself".

"Brother, your Qian sister has received it, but next time you reply to your letter, you must clarify where the money came from. The family dare not use it, waiting for your reply. Also, what happened to Xiao Zhou's pack of red beans?"

It belongs to the eldest sister.

"Brother, take care of yourself" the little brother said concisely and to the point.

Xiong Baizhou read it a few more times, and felt three parts warmth, three parts nostalgia, three parts longing and one part shame in his heart.

Pick up the pen: Father and mother, see words like faces, don’t worry about them...

Xiong Baizhou told his experience a little more realistically. It seems that he didn't explain it very clearly when he sent a letter last time. His family suddenly received a huge sum of money but didn't dare to use it. Xiong Baizhou didn't talk about the Liaodong Gang. He only said that he was planning to work in Guangdong City.

I've been very busy doing business recently, so it's probably difficult to go back during the Spring Festival.

In addition to this letter, Xiong Baizhou wrote a second letter:

The package has been received. How have your grades been recently? Is your study pressure increasing...

After both letters were written, Liu Daxiang happened to come back holding a flower pot.

"Write a few words and send it home with my letter, otherwise your parents won't know how you are doing lately."

"My uncle is here. He can write. I can't write, Brother Xiong."

In Liu Daxiang's heart, the pen weighs about the same as a golden cudgel.

"Then I will write one for you and read it to you then." Xiong Baizhou sighed.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong".

After the letter was written, Liu Daxiang ran to send it. Xiong Baizhou felt relieved, and a letter from home was worth ten thousand yuan.

Not long after, Chen Qingyun and Sheng Yuanqing came over together.

"What's going on with Fang Ermi and the others?"

“Nothing unusual, very quiet”

Xiong Baizhou nodded: "Observe more carefully in the future, and you can deal with it if there is any situation." Xiong Baizhou also warned some other points to pay attention to.

Come here for a while.

"Why don't you leave, Chen Qingyun?" After talking, Sheng Yuanqing was about to leave, but to his surprise, Chen Qingyun did not move.

"Is there something wrong?" Xiong Baizhou asked.

"Brother Xiong, I want to read some books," Chen Qingyun said.

"This is a good thing." Xiong Baizhou agreed: "What do you want to study?"

"In terms of finance, Brother Xiong, can you buy me a few copies?"

"Okay, I'll buy it today. If you don't understand anything while reading, you can come back for consultation." Xiong Baizhou fully supported this request.

The drizzle was still falling outside the door, and Sheng Yuanqing and Chen Qingyun were walking in tandem.

Suddenly, Sheng Yuanqing stopped: "Chen Qingyun, why did you make that request to Brother Xiong?"

Chen Qingyun glanced at Sheng Yuanqing and walked straight past him: "Brother Xiong will not lead us to fight and kill. He is a man who wants to do big business. I need to learn more so that I can stay by his side."

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Sheng Yuanqing was silent for a while after hearing this, and wiped the rain on his face: "Chen Qingyun is so stupid, he thinks too much."

At the door of the work shed, Xiong Baizhou didn't care about the dark muddy water and directly transplanted the pothos into the flower pot with his hands, looking calm and relaxed.
Chapter completed!