Genius One Second Remember If You Want To Go? To provide you with exciting novels to read.
When Li He and He Fang returned home, only Old Madam Yu was sitting in the central room, playing with a few dogs.
Li He asked, "Are they all gone?"
Old Madam Yu said, "They're all gone. I'm staying behind to watch the door for you. What leader treating him to a meal, a big group of people, his kid is really famous. "
He Fang said, "Then I'll cook, and you'll eat here?"
Old Madam Yu said, "No, there are still so many dishes left from lunch. I don't know what my old man will do with them. I'll go back and throw them away for him. I never eat leftovers, but he insists on eating leftovers. If we don't keep it in the summer, it will be rancid. "
Li He smiled and sent Old Madam Yu off before helping He Fang prepare dinner.
That night, Li He waited until eight or nine o'clock, but the Old Man Lee's family did not return, so he went to sleep.
There were many hotels, so the family could sleep anywhere.
When he woke up in the morning, Li He saw that there were youtiao sellers at the door, so he bought a few.
There were many farmers pushing bicycles to sell things in the alley. Most of them came from the nearby suburbs. First-tier cities did not allow outsiders who did not have a fixed job to live in the city for a long time. The strict household registration system completely deprived most people of the possibility of living in the big city.
Temporary workers who worked as nannies or masons would be checked time and time again before being sent to the reception station.
These sellers welded iron pipes on their bicycles, carried baskets, and walked along the streets. There were bean sprouts, tofu, and some vegetables. There were even popcorn, melon seeds, and other fried goods.
They could give money or food stamps, but food stamps were not worth much now.
Two years ago, when food stamps were at their highest, one jin of food stamps in the capital could be exchanged for forty cents, and the whole country's food stamps were as high as one hundred and twenty cents, which was very valuable.
Now, it had fallen to ten cents, and one jin of food stamps could only be exchanged for two handfuls of melon seeds.
All the street offices had set up the tertiary industry, and they were basically street educated youth enterprises. The educated youth pooled money, and the streets provided business premises and licenses to establish them.
If it was in the south, it might be a private enterprise. But in Beijing, it was a collective enterprise.
Collective enterprises and private enterprises were also fighting with the state-owned enterprises for raw materials and unplanned materials.
Overnight, everyone had become Master Dao. Almost everyone was talking about ways to get rich.
The whole street was filled with people talking about steel rods, cement, color TV sets, cars, motorcycles, and even sacks. Nobody was talking about steel rods that were not hundreds of tons.
Many families began to openly display the God of Wealth. Even Wen Guan Gong and Wu Guan Gong were very careful. Who said that the people of China were not religious?
Li He sat on the doorsill, eating porridge while listening to the old ladies gossiping.
He Fang felt that Li He was like a little citizen who liked to ask around.
With a screech, Li Jiasheng's shiny black Santana came to a stop in front of Li He.
Old Man Lee got out of the car first and took his grandson out of the car. He couldn't hide the smile on his face.
He asked Li He, "Is there any rice in the pot?"
"Yes, quickly go and have a bite," Li He replied.
"Let's go, I'll take you to breakfast."
Li Jiasheng also got out of the car with his wife and child. He said to Li He who was sitting on the doorsill, "Sorry, I left in a hurry yesterday and didn't say goodbye to you."
"Don't be so polite. Go in and have some breakfast."
After breakfast, Li He was the same as usual. He made a cup of tea, went to the grapevine, read a book or listen to the radio.
Li Jiasheng walked over quietly, pulled a chair and sat down, "Little brother, you're in a good mood. You don't mind chatting with you, right?"
He took out a box of cigars and handed one to Li He.
Li He waved his hand and didn't take it. He signaled that there were cigarettes on the table and lit one for himself, "I'm not used to that kind of smoke. I'll smoke my own."
The biggest difference between smoking a cigar and smoking a cigarette was that every time after smoking a cigar, one must first forcefully, quickly, and thoroughly spit out the smoke in the mouth and not enter the lungs. This was because smoking a cigar wasn't about inhaling the smoke from the burning, but tasting the remaining fragrance.
Li He was sure that he didn't have such a large lung capacity, and he couldn't enjoy the taste of cigars. If he forced himself to find comfort in various forms or rituals, it would be self-torture.
Li Jiasheng lit one himself and blew out a big smoke ring, "Thank you for taking care of my father for so many years, I'm really grateful."
"It's nothing, I just have the same interest as him, there's nothing to thank me for," Li He said politely.
"This is a greeting gift for little brother, it's nothing much," Li Jiasheng placed a watch in front of Li He, "When I came back, I didn't know little brother was here, so I didn't prepare any gifts, please forgive me."
Li He took a look and smiled directly. This was the kind of plastic electronic watch he sold. Now that the price had dropped to seven or eight yuan, he didn't refuse and directly took it in his hand, saying with a smile, "Thank you."
However, he was also quite relieved that Old Man Lee didn't reveal his family background, otherwise, Li Jiasheng wouldn't have only given him an electronic watch.
"I heard from my father that little brother, you bought my old house?" Li Jiasheng pretended to ask casually.
"Yes, I've bought it for a few years."
"I don't know if little brother has the intention to sell it again, I can double the original price," Li Jiasheng seemed to be very confident.
"If this is your father's request, I will definitely not refuse," Li He had this attitude anyway. If Old Man Lee didn't open his mouth, he wouldn't agree.
Li Jiasheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Little brother, are you not satisfied with the price? You can tell me the price, money is not a problem. And you also know that we have to find a place to stay, it's not good to trouble you here, little brother. "
Li He waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's not a problem of money, I just don't want to sell it at the moment."
Li Jiasheng said, "I heard that you are a teacher and also have a small business. If it's a business matter, I can help a little. I run an import and export business in Thailand, I still have some contacts with the mainland, and I also know a lot of people. "
"Thank you, my small business is just to make a living, it's not worthy of your attention," Li He directly refused.
The conversation between the two people fell into silence.
"Okay, then I will respect little brother's choice, but I still hope little brother can help me with one thing," Li Jiasheng didn't insist on buying back the old house.
"Tell me, I will try my best to help."
"I hope you can help me persuade my father to go back to Thailand with me. After all, he is old, and I don't feel at ease leaving him alone in the country."
Li He thought about it and expressed his understanding, "Okay, I will help you persuade him."
The two didn't regret not meeting each other earlier, they chatted happily and appreciated each other. After all, their social status was different. Although one was modest on the surface, he looked down on others in his bones, and the other didn't have the habit of looking up to others.
He Fang took a lipstick and rubbed it around her mouth, pursed her lips, and asked Li He with an expectant look, "How is it?"
It was so bright, so red that it seemed to be dripping blood.
What's more, she seemed to be worried that people couldn't see her lipstick, so she specially drew a circle around her lips with ochre lines.
At first glance, it looked like two bright red petals.
Li He originally wanted to say that it didn't look good, but in the end, he held back his laughter and praised, "It looks good."
"Liar, I'm definitely ugly," He Fang took the mirror and looked at it from left to right, still not satisfied.
She fetched a basin of water and washed it off in a few moments.
Li He said, "I remember that you don't wear this stuff."
He Fang said, "Uncle Li's daughter-in-law gave it to me as a greeting gift, so I thought it would be fun, so I took it and applied it."
Li He took the lipstick in his hand and looked at it. He didn't know the brand, but it wasn't anything good anyway, so he said directly, "Throw it away, the quality is too bad, the powder is not even, it won't look good no matter how you apply it."
He Fang nodded and looked around to make sure no one was around. Then, she threw it into the trash bag.
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