Instead, after having breakfast and resting enough, I started to spend the whole morning putting on a complete set.

The weather is very good today.

Although it is March 9th, it is rare for Yanjing to have such abundant sunshine in the winter.

Yang Mi stood in the yard to warm up, half-squinting her eyes and feeling that the glass of the greenhouse was glaring.

The vacuum cleaner in the house was still buzzing, making it very noisy.

She took another look inside through the window and saw that her husband sat down in front of the coffee table so early in the morning and drank by himself, she felt a little bad.

I'm not happy, so don't be happy either.

"husband!"

"..."

When Xu Xinxin heard her name, she was done.

This bitch is definitely up to something.

Otherwise, who would call a serious person husband?

He responded:

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"The glass in this conservatory is so dirty, please come over and clean it."

"...I'm taking care of the kids."

"Fart! I even saw you drinking tea there! Hurry!"

"What to do with the child?"

"Mom, I want to eat braised fish for lunch!"

Xu Xin was drinking tea, Yang Dalin was reading the newspaper, and Yang Chunling was buzzing with the vacuum cleaner. They were all speechless.

have to.

Knowing that if he didn't hurry up, Xu Xin might collapse soon, so he could only put down the cup of tea in his hand, put on a torn jacket, and walked out with something to clean the glass.

This jacket is made of sheepskin and brought from northern Shaanxi.

It's warm and out of the way for working.

It just looks a bit tacky to wear.

But it's better than being comfortable.

After leaving the door, I turned on all the copper wires that heat the glass, and planned to rinse it with water later.

Xu Xin lit a cigarette, looked at his whole face glowing in the sun, and looked at his wife who looked like a god, Buddha, and Bodhisattva, and casually said:

"In our hometown, all the work is done by the mother-in-law! Men just drink tea and smoke. The cleaner the home, the more virtuous the mother-in-law is!"

"I'm not virtuous. I don't touch the spring water with my fingers... Have you ever seen any martial arts hero who cleans up after himself every day? The heroes come and go, doing things that benefit the country and the people! Feeding horses and cooking,

Boiling water and chopping firewood are all the work of a brat!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin smacked his mouth.

Um.

She's really smooth-talking.

Can't say it.

Then pretend to be sick.

"I'm a little uncomfortable right now... I want to go back and lie down."

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Bone-setting and acupuncture are all necessary skills for us martial arts practitioners. Can I give you a squeeze? My hands are very good at dividing the muscles and bones!"

"..."

He was a little speechless:

"You won't be able to survive at all?"

"Oh, just stay with me for a while. I'm alone in the yard, and the cold wind is blowing. Seeing you warm and drinking tea in the house is more uncomfortable than killing me~"

Xu Xinxin said, have you started talking nonsense?

Obviously today is your big training day.

If you really don’t want to practice, it will be over if you don’t practice.

But when his wife acts coquettishly, he has to do it even if he doesn't want to.

He shook his head helplessly. After smoking a cigarette, the glass was almost warmed up.

After connecting the water pipe, he started talking.

"Ah! You fell on my face!"

"Xu, did you do this on purpose?"

"Hi!!!"

The fuss was all over the inside and outside of the glass conservatory. Under the action of the copper wire, the entire glass surface was filled with hot air.

Xu Xin filled half a bucket of water, poured laundry detergent into it, and said while swiping a mop on the glass surface:

"Did I tell you? When I was a kid, I painted the glass of a big car."

"No. Is there still such a thing?"

"Yes, my family was poor at that time, so my father took us two brothers on a tricycle to sell instant noodles. But in the summer, there were few large trucks and we couldn't sell bowls of noodles, so we would go to the large shop with mops and buckets.

Then stop the car. The driver of the big truck went down the road to eat. In summer, there are a lot of bugs driving along the road. As soon as they parked the car, I took the mop and Xu Miao held the bucket, and we ran in front of the car."

"Wash the car?...The front of the big car is so wide...can you two move it?"

"Who is cleaning the front of the car? On the first day, I rubbed soap with my hands, rubbed a few bottles of soapy water with a very high concentration, and took a small bucket of water. I took a mop and dipped it in the soapy water. Xu Miao was taller than me, and she was facing the glass of the big car.

I just brushed it without flushing it. To brush away all the traces left by those dirty insect corpses, I used chalk to draw a five-pointed star on the front bumper of the car..."

"What are you doing? Making a mark?"

"That's right. Our dad was sitting in the shade at the exit of the big car shop. When a car came out with a five-pointed star on it, he stretched out his hand, and the driver of the big car dropped a fifty-cent piece. Each house has its own mark.

, whose child does the work, it belongs to that person.”

"Then... why is the driver of the big truck so easy to talk to? If you just clean the glass, they will pay you? What if someone makes a quarrel and says that he didn't let you clean it, so what if you did it yourself?"

"Then you have to see if he can escape within the confines of our village."

Xu Xin wiped the glass with a mop skillfully while smiling sarcastically:

"When I go out, I want peace and wealth. We don't steal or rob... There are many bugs, and it's awkward for anyone to look at the dirty glass. I'll wipe it clean for you and get a fifty-cent piece of it for you.

Also keep you safe.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t give it. I guarantee that if you can’t walk more than two hundred meters, someone will throw stones or mud at the windshield of your car. If you throw stones, you lose a piece of glass. If you throw mud, get out of the car and take your wallet.

Take it away...you won't have anywhere to cry."

"Good guy..."

These words of her husband broke Yang Mi’s calm mood:

"Why do you guys sound like car gangsters and Roadhogs?... Then the big car shop you open must be a gangster?"

"Nonsense, in a village that can afford a big car shop, who's shop doesn't have good quality and low price? If you don't have high quality and low price, your noodles won't taste good, so people won't come next time. Do you think the big car drivers are all fools?

Huh? Our Xujiawan car shop serves a large amount of noodles and keeps us fed. We even help people watch for oil thieves when we sleep at night. Our business is the best on the entire National Highway 336."

"But you just said you were throwing mud and stones..."

"This is called a rule."

Xu Xin shook his head:

"When you go out and be friendly, you will make money. If you respect me a foot, I will respect you a foot. I will make you something delicious and large, and I will let you sleep soundly at night. What do we want? We want to make a lot of money.

The driver of the car pays for his hard work. It’s a matter of mutual consent.

But some people want to take advantage... Then we are just unruly people born in poor mountains and poor waters, and we are all scoundrels. Do you know that after coal was discovered in our village and everyone became rich, how many truck drivers wanted to squeeze out the water from the old well in our village?

Noodles... Why can coal sales in our village be so good? In fact, we have built up our reputation little by little.

Everyone in Shenmu County and even YL City knows that the people in Xujiawan are famous for not cheating others, but they are also famous for daring to fight tooth and nail. When I was a kid, my dad and I encountered car gangsters and road bullies while riding in a car. When the name of our village was mentioned,

The robbers have to call out Brother Sheng, hand them a cigarette and chat before leaving..."

"Then...isn't Mr. Chang from your village?"

She was talking about the prototype of "Broken Silence".

Xu Xin shook his head:
To be continued...