I don't know who spread the news about me replacing the "leather wire" with electricity. And because of this incident, I brought many "customers". They all came to me for help.

As a fellow villager, I am embarrassed to refuse when people come to my door. Besides, I am very happy to help you and solve some problems. Well, my neighbor, Mrs. Fan, came to me for help.

Mrs. Fan is almost seventy years old, but she has a strong body and a shrewd look in her eyes. A long smoking gun is his symbol. You see, he is wearing a long gown, with a cigarette holder in his mouth, and a cigarette holder in his left hand.

Holding the cigarette stick, wearing homespun shoes, he slowly walked to my house while puffing away smoke.

This black tiger thinks he knows his neighbors and won't bite anyone he knows.

"Xiao Muer is still busy?" Mrs. Fan looked at me with a smile.

I responded quickly: "Hello, Mrs. Fan, please sit down in the room."

Mrs. Fan waved her right hand and said: "I won't sit down anymore. I heard that you are working on electric wires and haven't been bitten by electricity yet. You have the ability."

I felt embarrassed and quickly said: "There, there, it's all very simple."

Mrs. Fan raised her thumbs and said, "Okay, okay. There is also something wrong with the lights in my house. It may be that they are 'touched'. They caught fire and blackened the wall. I haven't found a suitable person to help."

I understood what Mrs. Fan meant as soon as I heard it. She obviously wanted me to help her repair it. I quickly said: "Come on, I'll go and take a look at it for you."

Mrs. Fan said with a smile: "Let's go."

I took a pen, vise and electrical tape and went to his house.

When we arrived at his house, Mrs. Fan pointed it out. Hey, it was obvious that the wires were "short-circuited" and all the wires were burnt. Fortunately, it was on the wall. If it had been in other places with flammable items, it might have caused a fire.

I asked Mrs. Fan to get a flashlight and carefully visually inspected the wires. I found that many of his wires had been chewed by rats. Even the plug cord of his TV was chewed several times.

The lamp holders in the kitchen and the cattle pen were also old. I pointed them out to Mrs. Fan one by one, and then asked her to buy some new flower wire and lamp holders.

I helped him change the wiring and the lamp holder. I also cleaned the bulbs and wrapped the broken areas tightly with electrical tape. Don’t underestimate these "works" on your hands.

Most of the time, I still raised my head and raised my hands. After finishing it, I was covered in sweat and gray, my face was black, my hands were black, and the gray on my hair was mixed with sweat, making it dirty and greasy, like porcupine hair.

They all stood up. People couldn't help laughing when they saw it.

Mrs. Fan’s daughter-in-law brought me a basin of water and soap. Mrs. Fan’s grandson brought me a small bench. I sat on the small bench, got some water, wet my hands, and applied soap to wash them.

I washed it once, but it was not clean, so I washed it again. After washing it three times, it was almost done. Then I poured some water on my face, and then I put soap on my face and scrubbed it. I repeated it several times and I felt that it was almost done. Mrs. Fan’s son

My wife handed me the face towel, wiped off the water, took my tools and prepared to go back.

Mrs. Fan quickly said: "Xiao Mu'er, thank you."

Mrs. Fan's daughter-in-law also said, "Thank you. If you hadn't checked carefully today, we wouldn't have known we were electrocuted while watching TV that day."

I said, "Don't say thank you. It's all a piece of cake. The wires must be checked regularly. If you find mice biting, water leakage, or broken skin or exposed wires, these must be dealt with promptly, otherwise there will be danger."

They listened to me carefully and nodded while listening. They looked like obedient "elementary school students". I felt like laughing for no reason. However, I still held back my laughter.

Mrs. Fan's daughter-in-law warmly invited me to stay for dinner. I quickly said, "I still have things to do, so I'll come and eat some other time." After that, I walked out and went home.

Maybe I'm too serious about what I do? Or maybe it's Mrs. Fan and his daughter-in-law who publicized my "glorious deeds" of helping him repair the wires at his house. My "business" is getting better and better, and I have become a
Chapter completed!