It was August, and the sun was as hot as fire. The sun was emitting its heat to the greatest extent. The production team's dog sat under the shade of a tree at the entrance of the village, its tongue hanging out. The road leading to the production team was covered in dust and sand.
After Zhang Xiangyang finished his lunch, he looked at the clothes he had changed out of in the wooden bucket in the courtyard.
He thought that she was introverted and didn't like to talk, but it turned out that she was angry with him. He didn't know why she was angry, but he didn't dare to ask. Otherwise, he would be exposed. So he decided to do it himself.
He Fangzhi sat under the eaves of the porch and fanned the two children with a large fan.
She was a little surprised by his skillful movements. She deliberately didn't wash his clothes for several days, thinking that he would lose his temper. But who would have thought that he would wash them himself without saying a word? Was this person really changing for the better?
"Yangzi, are you home?" A man appeared outside the door. He was supporting himself with one leg on the ground and shouting into the courtyard.
He Fangzhi looked at the man riding a bicycle and was slightly surprised.
This wasn't the first time she had seen a bicycle. Their production team had one. Every time her father-in-law and a few team leaders went to the commune for a meeting, they would ride it.
She heard that this thing was very expensive, and the key was that it required a ticket. It was very difficult to get.
However, she didn't have time to guess the other party's identity. Instead, she shouted at Zhang Xiangyang, who was squatting by the water tank, "Daddy, he's looking for you."
Zhang Xiangyang had already stood up when he heard her voice. But he was washing clothes, and his hands were covered in foam. So it took him a while to wash his hands clean.
When he walked to the courtyard door and saw the other party, he smiled and said, "You're here."
He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the bicycle. He quickly guessed that this person was the person he had asked Xiaohu to help him call from town.
He called out tentatively, "Pang Jiamu?"
Pang Jiamu was stunned when he heard this. He punched him on the shoulder and scolded jokingly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so distant from me? Didn't you call me Brother Peng in the past? "
Zhang Xiangyang followed her advice and pretended to be embarrassed as he scratched his head. "I was just too excited to see you, so I misspoke."
As he spoke, he warmly welcomed them in and introduced them to the mother and daughters, "This is my best friend, Pang Jiamu."
He then introduced them to Pang Jiamu, "This is my wife. He Fangzhi, and these two are my daughters."
Peng Jiamu first chatted with He Fangzhi for a while, then he took out a small square gift wrapped in kraft paper and tied tightly with hemp rope from the front of his basket and handed it to the two children. "This is the fruit candy I brought for you. Do you like it?"
"Wow, it's actually fruit candy!" Hong Ye's eyes lit up. Although the item was tightly wrapped and she couldn't see the real thing inside, her eyes were fixed on it. However, she didn't dare to take it and looked at her mother.
He Fangzhi nodded at her.
Hong Ye immediately took it and thanked him in a crisp voice. "Thank you, Uncle Peng."
As she spoke, she stuffed the candy into her younger sister's hands and hurriedly ran to the central room to get him a stool. "Uncle Peng, please sit!"
Pang Jiamu patted her head and praised her. "You're a smart child."
Hong Ye patted her face in embarrassment, but her smile was very bright.
Zhang Xiangyang said to her, "Your Uncle Peng and I have something to do. Go play with your younger sister first."
Hong Ye immediately nodded in agreement and went to share the candy with her younger sister.
Pang Jiamu happened to be on the way to deliver a letter. He was on a tight schedule, so he didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "I heard from Xiaohu that you want that job again?"
Zhang Xiangyang nodded and was a little ashamed. "It wasn't easy for me to convince my father, but he still wants to keep an eye on it personally."
He Fangzhi had already poured hot tea and placed it next to Zhang Xiangyang's hand. He Fangzhi looked at him and was very satisfied. He passed the bowl in his hand to Pang Jiamu. "But it's not that my father doesn't trust you. He just doesn't trust me. You know what I do, and it makes him so angry. Brother Peng, you look more honest than me and have a better personality. As long as you stand in front of him, he will definitely believe you. "
When Pang Jiamu heard this, he immediately agreed. "Sure, why not? If your father still doesn't believe you, you can bring him to our post office. It's just in town anyway, so it's not far away. I'm a worker with a status. How can I fool you? "
Zhang Xiangyang was very happy that he agreed so readily. It seemed that the original owner of this body didn't only have bad friends. There were still a few reliable ones. Unfortunately, his credibility in Captain Zhang's heart was too low. He didn't believe him at all.
Zhang Xiangyang immediately stood up when he thought that he had a job. "Then let's hurry up and leave while my father is still at home. Otherwise, he'll be out of the field soon and will delay your work. "
Pang Jiamu stood up. "Sure!"
He Fangzhi followed behind the two of them and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Zhang Xiangyang asked again, "What kind of job did you find for me? Can you tell me a little about it? "
Pang Jiamu looked around. "I'm not bluffing. Actually, my superior's nephew is going to be transferred. He has already finished his activities and will be transferred to the county soon. The notice was just given a few days ago. Let me tell you, if you had been two days later, his job would have been given to someone else. "
He was exaggerating a little, but it was true that many people had asked about it. But in this day and age, there were only a handful of people who could fork out a few hundred yuan at once.
"Is he a postman like you?" Zhang Xiangyang looked at the green mail package on the back of his bicycle. Although this look was very old-fashioned in the future, it was very fashionable in this era.
"No, he's quite educated. He's a junior high school student, so he doesn't have to go to the countryside every day like me. He just stays at the post office to distribute the mail. This job is much easier than mine. The wind can't blow and the rain can't hit him. "Pang Jiamu looked at him enviously. If it weren't for his lack of education, he might have been able to replace Pang Jiamu's position with some money.
Zhang Xiangyang heaved a sigh of relief.
Along the way, the two of them chatted and laughed. From time to time, they would meet the villagers and greet them.
The people in the production team were actually quite familiar with Pang Jiamu. After all, he specialized in this line. It was only in the past two years that people started to have postmen to deliver mail in the countryside. In the past, most of the mail was delivered by the brigade leader when he went to the commune for a meeting.
When they arrived at the Zhang family's house, they were all taking a nap.
When they came, they immediately woke up the Zhang family from their sleep. After washing their faces, everyone quickly sat down in the central room.
Captain Zhang immediately believed Pang Jiamu when he saw him.
He had interacted with Little Peng a few times. He glared at his youngest son and complained, "This Little Peng has delivered mail to our production team a few times. Why didn't you tell me that your friend is him?"
Zhang Xiangyang had no recollection of this at all. He could only laugh it off and apologize profusely, "Didn't I forget?"
Yang Sulan leaned over to He Fangzhi's ear and whispered, "He probably can't bring himself to do it."
At that time, Zhang Xiangyang had just mentioned to Captain Zhang that he wanted to use money to buy a job. Captain Zhang immediately exploded, thinking that his youngest son was trying to cheat money from him.
Previously, his youngest son had already taken a lot of money from his wife to subsidize those female educated youths. The amount was relatively small, so he did not argue with his youngest son. But this time, he actually wanted a few hundred.
He was getting bolder and bolder. Captain Zhang did not listen to him anymore and directly took out his pipe to hit him. He hit the original Zhang Xiangyang until he covered his head and ran away like a rat. He said that he only knew how to make friends with bad people and did not do a single thing every day.
The original Zhang Xiangyang was furious. He felt that his father did not care about him at all. Other people could not find a good thing for him no matter how hard they tried. Not only did his father not help him, but he also deliberately found fault with him. He even looked down on him. In a fit of anger, the original Zhang Xiangyang brought his family and moved out. This stalemate lasted for more than two months.
Mother Zhang grumbled, "Our son just said that he needs money to buy a job, and your temper immediately flared up. You didn't even let him speak. Who are you blaming? "
In front of outsiders, Captain Zhang was exposed by his wife and felt very embarrassed.
Zhang Xiangyang quickly gave his mother a look. The look was very obvious, "Father wants to save face."
Only then did Mother Zhang shut her mouth.
Pang Jiamu laughed and said to Captain Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry. It's not your first day knowing me. I'm very reliable. You just need to bring the money and follow me to the post office. After you're done, you can give the money to the person. "
Yang Sulan slapped her thigh and laughed. "Aiya, that's great. Work first, pay later. Aren't you afraid of being scammed? "
Zhang Xiangmin gave her a push. What was she talking about? How could she accuse him of being a scammer in front of him?
Pang Jiamu was stunned. "Yes! Yes! That's what Sister-in-law said. "
Captain Zhang took a puff from his pipe and narrowed his eyes. "Alright then! What does this job do? How much does he get paid every month? "
Pang Jiamu smiled and replied, "We're in a tier-10 district. His job is tier-27, and his salary is thirty-three yuan a month. That's five yuan more than mine. "
Thirty-three yuan? Everyone was shocked by this number.
Yang Sulan pinched her thigh and asked in a trembling voice, "How much does it cost to get this job?"
Peng Jiamu looked at the crowd. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he spat out a number. "Three hundred yuan."
Three hundred yuan? Captain Zhang frowned and looked at Zhang Xiangyang. "Didn't you say two hundred yuan last time?"
Zhang Xiangyang's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively looked at Pang Jiamu. However, Pang Jiamu was even more confused than him. He waved at him innocently. "Don't look at me. I didn't say two hundred. I said three hundred. Did you hear wrongly? "
Since he said so, Zhang Xiangyang naturally did not doubt him. He pretended to be silly and scratched his head. "Did I hear wrongly that day when I was drunk?"
Pang Jiamu thought back to that night and nodded in agreement. "That must be it. You were dead drunk that night and even stayed at my place for the whole night."
"That's right!" Zhang Xiangyang nodded and looked at Captain Zhang eagerly, waiting for him to speak.
Captain Zhang only felt that his heart was throbbing with pain. He originally thought that he would only have to spend two hundred yuan. Who would have thought that he would have to spend another hundred yuan? He thought about how his family had saved up five hundred yuan over the past few decades. Now that he had spent more than half of it, his hand holding the pipe trembled.
Everyone else was waiting for his answer.
After a few consecutive strokes, he finally spat out two words, "Fine."
Zhang Xiangyang sighed in relief. He immediately stood up and bowed to his father. "Thank you, Dad!"
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