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Chapter 111 Why do you make money

The daylight in winter is relatively short, and it gets dark after 4:30 and the wind is strong.

Mrs. Mou went back to make food, and Xiao unlocked the door and stepped on the broken bicycle to go home.

Zhang Yanming looked at his watch, lit a cigarette, and stood there looking at the overpass.

The fruit shop opposite is also closing the door. The man is closing the fence board and the woman is cleaning the floor in front of the door. The couple are not old and are in their early twenties, so they are quite capable.

"Brother, what are you doing?" The young wife looked up and saw Zhang Yanming smiling at him.

"It's okay, smoke a cigarette. How is the business today?"

"It's still a good time, winter is not as good as summer."

"You try to get some vegetables back. There are many people going to and from get off work here. Maybe vegetables can be sold better in winter." Zhang Yanming gave a casual suggestion.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Yanhui walked over with a leather bag on his back.

"Just wait for you. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. Welcome you from get off work."

Zhang Yanhui curled his lips and looked at Zhang Yanming's eyes, full of suspicion, raised his legs and walked towards the door. Zhang Yanming reached out to grab him: "I knew you had to step on it, just stand here and wait for you. Go to the back door."

"What's wrong?"

"Planting the board and brushing the oil, it's drying slowly in the cold weather. Can't you see the rope pulling?"

"Oh, there is really a rope, I didn't pay attention." Zhang Yanhui held his glasses and looked carefully. The worker pulled a circle of ropes around the platform to block people. When it was dark, it couldn't see clearly. Fortunately, no one would step on this night.

The two brothers entered the kitchen through the back door. The little girl was shiny with her mouth. When she saw the two people entering the door, her eyes lit up: "Dad and uncle are back...boko                                                                                                       

"Food meals." Dad Zhang smiled and took off his apron.

"Sugar cake? Well, it's great." Zhang Yanhui went to wash his hands.

Zhang Yanming and Li Wulan brought the soup and cake to the table here: "Didn't you get the food?"

"Eat cakes and drink soup, but don't make dishes. If you mix two side dishes in summer, you can forget it in winter." Dad Zhang put the chopsticks on the table.

Li Wulan pitifully reached her left hand in front of Zhang Yanming, and a small blister was burned on the side of her middle finger.

Zhang Yanming looked at her with a smile: "I will help you pick it up later, and tomorrow will be fine. Be patient."

"Oh my god, your hands are hot?" Zhang's mother turned her head and looked over and asked.

Li Wulan's face turned red and she was very embarrassed. Zhang's father said, "It's okay, I have no experience in pancakes for the first time. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. It's really fast to update here. I was hot at the beginning."

The family sat down to have a meal.

After dinner, Zhang Yanming cleaned the table and washed the dishes, went into the house to play with Zhang Xiaoyue, and told her a story book.

The little girl is interested in books. Even if she can speak skillfully to books, she still doesn't get tired of listening. Instead, she is not interested in toys and building blocks.

Li Wulan brought hot water to Zhang's parents and scalded her feet.

"Oh, okay, you don't need to do it. Don't move when your hands are hot. Sit and rest for a while to watch the TV. Xiaohui, give your sister the remote control."

"It's okay." Li Wulan smiled, revealing her two little tiger teeth.

"Erming, please make fun of Xiaolan, and the child will give me the child. Come to Dabao, grandma tell me, your aunt's hand is hot and let your father do it."

"Let's take a look." The little girl stretched her neck.

Li Wulan reached her hand in front of her, the little girl looked carefully, and her little face twitched and blew: "Does it hurt?"...

"It doesn't hurt."

Zhang Yanming went to find a needle and went to burn it with a lighter: "It hurts, it hurts. The child is not an adult. Many times he cannot understand the meaning of your words. If you say you don't care, she really thinks it doesn't hurt anymore, and she won't be afraid in the future."

"You are passing on the wrong message." After taking Li Wulan's hand, Li Wulan closed her eyes nervously.

"Haha, it doesn't hurt you, why do you close your eyes?"

"Why do you need to use a needle to prick?" The little girl stopped reading the storybook and ran to the side to read it.

"It's hot and bubbled. You have to release the water inside, so that it will be faster. But picking bubbles hurts a little, so don't touch hot things in the future. Do you hear them? You can hide from afar."

The little girl stared at Zhang Yanming and used a needle to pick the water out of the water. She nodded with her little face and looked up at Li Wulan: "Auntie, just shout if you hurt, it's okay to cry, but it won't hurt once you cry. Really."

Li Wulan was amused. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. The hand hurts again, and she can't laugh or cry for a while.

...

The next day, Zhang Yanming went to the school to ask about the house. He now used two of this rows, and only the yard inside was in the hands of others. He had never been to see it.

"Have you finished the certificate?" asked Principal Wang.

"I'm done, I want to ask when I can clear it out and I can clean it up."

Principal Wang stood up and made a phone call, and said something in his voice. For five or six minutes, Zhang Yanming didn't listen to it specifically. This was all internal affairs of others, so there was no need to intervene.

After putting down the phone, Principal Wang adjusted and walked back: "Now people are just thinking about taking advantage of the unit. It seems that everything is natural. If you don't pay the money, it seems that he is so sorry for him."

Zhang Yanming smiled, he couldn't answer this.

"I asked him to come over and move things and make a place immediately...boko                                                                                                                      �

"Well, isn't this a problem?"

"There is no trouble. In the afternoon, I will arrange for someone to open the lock and move the things out. It has nothing to do with you. You can change the lock and lock it yourself. If you have something to ask him to come to me, I really don't believe it."

"Where should I put things out?"

Principal Wang thought for a moment: "Let's just pile the first floor first, let him take it away within a specified period of time."

"It would be better to get a car and send it to him directly, even if the unit helped him move."

Principal Wang thought for a while: "That's right, I'll be quiet even if I'm going on a bus. Okay, I'll arrange it in the afternoon, you can go back. Ning Xinan remember to read this site for favorites. It's really fast to update here. Come here in the afternoon and change the lock."

Principal Wang was quite decisive and pried open the door of the yard in the afternoon, arranged a liberation vehicle, and brought out the things in the yard in the house and loaded them away.

Zhang Yanming went to take a look. There was no one living in this house for a long time. The things were just some old things, and there were a lot of flower pots. It turned out that the old man liked to raise bonsai and had half of the yard.

Jiefang car drove away, Zhang Yanming closed the window and inserted it tightly, locked the inside and outside doors back in front with the new lock he bought.

"Have you done it?" Mrs. Mou asked, standing at the entrance of the supermarket.

"I moved it away, and I don't have any serious things, I just take a nest. If there is nothing to do in a day or two, you can move in. I have to clean up the burning kang. I haven't lived in a long time."

Zhang Yanming threw the key to Mrs. Mou.

Mrs. Mou took the key and asked, "Don't you want to open the door on the wall? I'll do it to you?"

"Let Brother Mou work with me. The brick wall is easy to dismantle. Just remove the bricks from top to bottom."
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