Song Yun drove back to the village and immediately attracted the attention of others. Although it was not a luxury car, it was still a four-wheeled car. Moreover, this car knew many people in a small place like the fishing village.
"Song Yun from the Song family bought a car.”
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"Yesterday, I heard that I bought Sun Jiahao's old fishing boat. It seems that I really made a lot of money.”
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"Hey!"
"The kid from the Song family went to university and found a job outside. Why did he suddenly come back to fish?”
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"Isn't that so? It was not easy for him to leave the small fishing village and go to the city to eat clean food. He really could not take it lying down.”
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There were only a few dozen households in Dalang Village. The villagers were all old people with some children. When they saw Song Yun return to the fishing village, especially when they saw Song Yun buy a fishing boat and a car, they knew that he must have some money. However, they felt that it was definitely a wrong choice for Song Yun to return to the village to fish. In their eyes, being able to leave the remote fishing village and live in a big city was the greatest ability. After going out, he came back. That was definitely because he couldn't survive. That was why he made such a choice.
Song Yun ignored the strange looks of the old men and women in the village. He parked the car in his yard and unloaded all the things on it. With such a car, it would be much more convenient to go to the small town or other places. Although it was also possible to go to the small town by boat, it was not as convenient. Sometimes, if there were many boats docked at the dock, there was no other way but to wait in line.
Song Yun waited for a while. The air-conditioner, refrigerator and other appliances that he bought from the electrical appliances store in the town yesterday were all delivered here. After instructing the owner of the store to install all the appliances, it was already 3 or 4 pm.
After resting for a while, Song Yun took a bottle of wine from the pile of things she had bought today and walked towards the village chief Zhao Tiezhu's house.
"Grandpa Zhao!"
"Are you at home?"
Song Yunjian shouted. No one in the village pressed the doorbell. They either slammed the door or shouted loudly.
"Come in!"
Song Yun heard the echo and pushed open the door of the courtyard. She walked in and immediately saw Zhao Tiezhu sitting on a low stool smoking a pipe. Beside him was a small table. A young man about her age was sitting there eating porridge. He was very tall, and even sitting there gave people the feeling of an iron tower.
" Little Five?!"
Song Yun was stunned for a moment and immediately recognized who this young man was. She couldn't help but call out to him. Xiaowu's name was Guo Hua. A few years ago, when the villagers went out to sea to fish, their parents and an elder brother disappeared, leaving him alone. At that time, Xiaowu was only six or seven years old and grew up eating a hundred family meals.
"Hehehe!"
"Hehehe!"
"Big brother!"
"When did you come back?"
Guo Hua looked up at Song Yun with a simple and honest smile on his face. Then, he lowered his head and continued to eat his porridge.
"I just came back two to three days ago."
Song Yunli sighed. Little Five's brain was not very good. He could do any kind of work, but he had some difficulties dealing with people. He was very honest, or perhaps overly honest. He gave people the feeling that he was a little stupid. When he went out to work, he was often bullied by others. If he met a black-hearted foreman, he would order people around without paying.
"Grandpa Zhao!"
"This wine is for you!"
Song Yun pulled a small stool from the side and sat down. She casually placed the wine at Zhao Tiezhu's feet.
"Oh?"
" Earned money?!"
Zhao Tiezhu glanced at the wine that Song Yun had brought over. It could only be bought for a few hundred yuan.
"Yes!"
"I made a lot of money!"
Song Yun nodded. It wouldn't take long for Zhao Tiezhu to hear about the money he had earned in the past few days. There was nothing to deny about the money he had earned.
"Yes!"
Zhao Tiezhu nodded and did not delay. Song Yun was a junior, and he was an elder. It was normal for him to buy a bottle of wine after earning a lot of money. He stood up and returned to the house to take out three bowls. He grabbed a handful of peanuts and opened the lid. After pouring the wine, he began to drink.
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