In fact, after crossing the Daxi Ridge in the west of the village, going up a few hundred acres of soil slope and going down the ditch, it was Lin County. The village of Liu Daji was less than 25 miles away from Yi City, which was the closest to the county town. Last month, he had followed the adults to read the picture-story book and walked along this road.
This time, Ba's heart was filled with the word 'training.' He had his reasons for choosing the nearest county as his first stop.
It was a simple matter for the minibus to go out. It could have gone straight to Yi County after leaving his uncle's house. However, he had to accompany his mother back to the village and stick to her for a while. Secondly, he had to bring some of his wealth with him.
He took out the roll of money from his mother's hair-combing box. It was 35 yuan.
Mute only took 20 yuan and left 15 yuan to roll it up before returning it to his mother.
His mother used a small cloth bag to sew it in the crotch of Xiao Ba's pants. He gave her another 50 cents and put it in his pocket.
20 yuan was a lot of money.
Then, he went up the tree to get the candy. This time, he had to bring all of them. Her mother was a little surprised. Little Five still had treasures here? This child was a thief.
She took a handful of candies and stuffed them into her mother's hands.
The minibus went to the house of the water cress next door. The water cress was picking up beans. He took out two more handfuls of candy from the bag and put them on the beans.
He began to gesture with Xiao Qin and explain something. His teeth were hoarse. I'm going to broaden my horizons and explore the world. I'll be back in a month or two. I'll play with you when I'm back. We'll go to school together.
I wonder how much cress understands? She did not ask Water Celery to send the Red Army to the front line, and left with her hair combed.
They stayed in Yi City for a full five days for a fair and strolled through the streets and alleys of Yi City.
The people in the city didn't care about the two mute and stutterer people. There were also large markets in the bustling county town. It was really eye-opening. Cui's province was sparsely populated in the past. There were also markets. However, a market with hundreds or thousands of people was already very big.
However, Yi County had a market with a population of a million people. It could be said that there were a lot of people. There were definitely thousands of people.
Which of the two happy people was good? Some played and some watched. When they were hungry, they bought cakes to eat. When they were full, they watched and left. When he was tired, he would listen to the story of the Yang family's generals in the storytelling forest. He was talking about the female general of the Yang family, Yang Paifeng!
He didn't write too many happy things, but he still had to do the important things. This important thing was to build a message tree.
In the past five days, the first thing that Ba Wu did was to befriend a junk collector. This was a source of information that would affect the overall situation in the future. It could not be underestimated.
They clearly understood that the world was unfair and unequal. Some people were born with urban hukou, while others were born in the countryside. Therefore, their paths in life were not on the same starting line.
The mute Cui thought that he was a small commoner after his rebirth, without any power or influence.
He had to do his best to make a living. He had nothing now, so he had to be fully prepared and make more good connections as capital.
In his mind, when he was a carpenter in his early years, he remembered that Brother Cui was also an ordinary farmer who moved bricks and delivered wood from a construction site. After becoming a contractor, he earned a lot of money.
He had an important benefactor, and that was a department's typing staff. Under the heavy bombardment of gifts, the typing staff helped him deliver a lot of useful information. Internal documents and information in black and white were recorded in his internal account as a message tree.
After wandering around for a few days, Brother Cui set his sights on the county party committee's compound.
It was a large courtyard with a few doors, but only two were usually open.
The eastern gate was a majestic main gate, so naturally, not everyone could enter. The back door was opened at the northwest corner. There was also an old gatekeeper, but he didn't care about anything. The adults and children who went in and out were very casual.
There was a rag collector under a big tree beside the door.
He had observed him several times and found that this junk man was a good person. He was very fair and fair. About fifty to sixty percent of the things he collected were old copper and iron. Twenty to thirty percent were books, newspapers, and magazines, and the rest were old written materials, old documents, letters, manuscripts, and miscellaneous pieces that Brother Cui had his eyes on.
They had intentionally interacted with each other several times. They had eaten pancakes and salted vegetables under the tree and drank cold water together. They had also interacted a few times without answering each other.
Brother Chen, who was originally a useless piece of trash with no heart, handed over this interesting Big and Small Mute. The two mutes were clean, didn't curse, didn't steal, and were humble. They thought highly of Old Chen.
In the evening, Old Chen had a lot of gains. There was a large cart full of things. There was a lot of scrap iron and a lot of waste materials for a cadre to move. It was a very heavy cart. Taking this opportunity, Xiao Ba came up with a plan. The two of them helped push the cart on the road.
After walking for a long time, they arrived at a very remote intersection outside the city. After passing No.1 Middle School and crossing a river, they finally arrived at Old Chen's dilapidated base.
This was also a big run-down courtyard, full of trash. There was not a single family in the vicinity of the courtyard. It was already dark, so there was nothing special about visiting.
Wiping his sweat, the minibus bought a bag of fried peanuts and a bottle of Yimeng Mountain sweet potato wine. Elder Chen was very embarrassed. He took out a bowl of salted vegetables and a bowl of soy sauce from the dark room and put them down.
He made a hand gesture and went out. After a while, he came back with a few fresh onions in his hand. Brother Cui liked this kind of onion sauce. For this, many women scolded him for his bad breath.
The mute dog moved a rock and sat down. Old Chen's house only had two broken stools and a broken leg. Northerners called it a small stool.
The three of them sat down simply. They didn't know much about each other, let alone two mute men of unknown origins. Old Chen didn't know sign language, so he didn't say anything.
With the mentality that it was not easy to go out, the three of them quickly finished a bottle of sweet potato wine.
Xiao Ba and Old Chen each drank five to six taels of wine, and the other half went into the mute dog's stomach. He was a little excited, gesturing with his teeth, and white foam flew out of his mouth.
When they bid farewell, Old Chen actually felt a little reluctant to part. Xiao Ba couldn't forget about the big guy. He stuttered and squeezed out a few words, which shocked Old Chen. He thought that Xiao Ba was a mute like the big guy. As he spoke, Xiao Ba took out two yuan from his pants and stuffed it into Old Chen's hands.
He led Old Chen to the side of the handcart to compare and draw. The materials, waste paper, documents, and information, were written. After squeezing for a long time, it was still better to write with a brush. However, now was not the time to wait for him to collect them after autumn. After talking and comparing for a long time, his head was sweating.
After drinking two taels of wine, Elder Chen finally understood."
Oh, two yuan is the fixed money. You can buy it after the autumn harvest. These waste papers are good for writing calligraphy?
Alright! I'll leave it all for you. I won't forget it. I won't sell it as waste paper.
Seeing Mute nod his head and give him a thumbs up, Old Chen smiled repeatedly, indicating that he could rest assured.
Yes, this is the place. You can rest assured. I, Old Chen, have been collecting waste for many years. I have many customers. I'm a trustworthy and stuttering brother. Yes, rest assured. My name is Chen Xuhong.
Thus, they parted ways and Cui completed the big matter of setting up the message tree in Yi City.
The second time they broke up at dawn, Brother Mute Dog had already played one episode and was going back to the village to work. He wondered how Secretary Song would criticize him for being absent from work for several days.
Before he left, he bought five catties of youtiao from a minibus on the street and a big bag for him to bring back to Secretary Song.
He always went to the county town! Besides, you're accompanying me?
Brother Cui knew very well that he never mistreated good people. Otherwise, he wouldn't have so many workers. They would follow him to fight all over the world at construction sites. When they had work to do and were paid, they would also do hobbies that were not suitable for children.
He shook his head and laughed foolishly for a long time as he watched the mute dog brother leave. This was the first good friend of his new life. He hadn't moved for a very long time. He was searching for the next match. She was still looking for money.
Mother had spent more than half of the 20 yuan on sewing the pants. Why did he spend money so quickly?
Only one episode was empty, and the huge sum of money was cut in half.
When the minibus got on the long-distance bus, it saw a woman holding a child in front of the bus. She stuffed her teat deep into the child's mouth.
He said to the person who got on the bus that he wanted to sell himself and beg for a good family. His father was gone, and how could he live the days of leaving me alone?
People say that you city people are capable, kind, and living Bodhisattvas.
Then I will kneel down in front of the bus and ask you to help me. Find a good family to save my mother and son's lives so that the child can live on.
My child is sick. I want to take my child to see a doctor with just one yuan. She knelt down.
They pressed the children on the ground and kowtowed together. Many people watched the show without moving. Xiao Ba rushed forward and gently helped the woman up. Under everyone's attention, he also picked up the child.
They walked to the shade of the bus station shelter. Then, he turned around at an angle where no one could see him. Trembling, he took out another five yuan from his pants pocket. One green, three yuan, two red, and one red. He handed it to the woman without hesitation.
The woman was touched and said,"Little brother, my name is Xue Ping." I live right next door, I'll bring you home to take a look.
Without any explanation, he dragged the minibus to a dilapidated courtyard about 80 to 90 meters away.
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