Chapter 12: If Only Like the First Time

Li Xuewu said: "Monopoly, break the field ridge from the middle. We are the middle link. We go to the customer's hand to get orders, and then go to the people around to collect them. We earn the price difference here, and at the same time, we can sell our own things."

Seeing Wen San'er said happily: "That's great, but what if there are too many customers? We are too busy!"

Li Xuewu looked at him mockingly and said: "Do you want to go to heaven? It's enough for us to eat if we can win over 50 regular orders. I will find you a business on the surface to cover up later. We will talk about this later."

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Laobiaoz and Shen Guodong didn't understand the conversation between Seeing Wen San'er and Li Xuewu, but felt it was very powerful, and nodded with half-understanding.

Li Xuewu stood up and said: "Alright, it's late today. I'll come over in a few days after I settle down. Remember what I said."

After speaking, he walked out. Laobiaoz and Seeing Wen San'er sent him to the alley entrance, and then went back.

Li Xuewu walked home deep and shallow with Shen Guodong.

Walking along, feeling the environment and atmosphere unique to this era.

Entering his own alley, he saw smoke rising from every house.

In fact, life here was very convenient. The supply and marketing cooperative was on the right side of the door, and the street was straight ahead. The surroundings were mostly workers from the Rolling Mill, because this area was very chaotic, and there were several large car shops.

Li Xuewu didn't look around and entered the courtyard gate.

A figure bumped into him coincidentally.

"Ouch!"

Following a delicate shout, Li Xuewu was not affected at all, but the person leaned backward.

Li Xuewu said "Ai," hugged the person's waist, and the woman finally didn't fall.

Li Xuewu breathed a sigh of relief, looked closely, and it was Yu Li, the eldest daughter-in-law of Third Master's family.

This newlywed young woman was quite beautiful, with a melon-seed face, big eyes, and a standard wife face. Although her appearance couldn't beat the vixen Qin Widow, her figure was not inferior at all. Just now, through the cotton-padded jacket, she could feel the amazing scale and elasticity.

Yu Li was hurt by the bump, straightened her waist, and hurriedly rubbed it with her hand. Her face was tearful, but it wasn't because she was just bumped, but obviously she had cried earlier.

Finding Li Xuewu looking at her, her cheeks flushed, she wiped her tears awkwardly, didn't care about the pain in her chest, and walked away with her head down.

Li Xuewu saw her appearance, and didn't need to think to know that she had quarreled with Yan Brother Jiecheng, the eldest son of the Yan family.

The old saying goes, poor and humble couples are sad about everything.

Third Master's nickname was Yan Lao Kou, who was a master of breaking one cent into two.

Yu Li married into the Yan family, had no job, and her husband Yan Brother Jiecheng was a temporary worker, doing odd jobs everywhere. He earned at most ten yuan a month, and it wasn't guaranteed. Besides handing over half to the family, he had to pay for food, ride a bicycle, and use a flashlight, all of which had to be paid for. It was strange that such a life could be comfortable.

The couple lived in a small room changed from the door hall side room of the third door. It was barely enough to put down a double bed, and they had to serve a large family with their mother-in-law.

Li Xuewu didn't think much. According to the TV series, this Yu Li cooked chicken very well. This had to be remembered.

Entering the second door, he heard the noisy quarrel in Third Master's house. Before long, Yan Brother Jiecheng draped his clothes and walked out, looking like he was going to chase Yu Li.

Yan Brother Jiecheng walked to Li Xuewu and saw Li Xuewu looking at him with a straight face, so he lowered his head and didn't say a word and drilled out.

Perhaps he remembered the beatings he had received.

Li Xuewu stood in the porch and looked at this kid's swaying back, which really didn't look like anything.

This courtyard was really lively.

Not mentioning the noisy courtyard, Li Xuewu returned home, burned both kangs, opened the quilt pile, and started laying the quilt. He didn't sleep enough in the afternoon, so he continued to sleep at night.

The kang was hot, and Li Xuewu stretched his feet into the quilt, feeling very comfortable.

Nothing happened all night.

The next morning, Li Xuewu got up very early, followed Big Grandpa to tidy up the horse pen, feed the horse, drink for the horse, and hug firewood. Li Shun looked at him and no longer breathed through his nostrils, just ignored him.

It didn't matter. If he inherited someone else's body, he had to inherit someone else's debt.

Let the family look at him however they want.

This father, hindered by tradition, hoped that the eldest son would support the elderly, and loved the third son who could inherit his mantle, and was extremely annoyed by the second son who caused trouble.

Li Xuewu guessed in his heart that it might be influenced by the concept of "old son, eldest grandson."

The eldest is the eldest grandson, the third is the old son, and mother has Li Xue, the little cotton-padded jacket, so Li Xuewu received less care when he was a child, and might have attracted attention by causing trouble, but didn't expect to go to the dark on one road.

Although Grandma also cared about him after he returned, her words were mostly about the eldest grandson.

The third son followed Li Shun to learn medicine, Li Xue followed mother Liu Yin, and Li Xuewu naturally received more attention when he first returned, but after a long time, it was still the same.

The eldest is honest, only knows how to read, the sister-in-law has many thoughts, and wants to move out alone.

The third is clever, just wants to learn skills, and is top-notch in school, with more opportunities in the future.

The fourth is clever, knows how to look at colors, makes the sister-in-law and mother happy, and father Li Shun also feels heartache for this little cotton-padded jacket.

Li Xuewu thought a lot and saw it clearly. It was considered a pass to maintain the harmony of the family. He didn't dare to ask for more. With less desire, there was less disappointment.

Li Xuewu hummed a song and carried the iron bucket to the middle courtyard to fetch water. Since he was idle, he would fill the water vat first.

Li Xuewu was opening the water faucet in the courtyard to fetch water.

Looking up, he just met a thin and tall man with a handlebar mustache walking out of the moon gate, who was Xu Damao, the movie projectionist of the Rolling Mill.

"Yo, Damao Ge, it's a big Sunday, so early." Li Xuewu greeted with a smile.

Xu Damao was stunned.

In the past, this Li Xuewu was arrogant and didn't talk to him, at most nodded when they met. It was the first time he greeted him so politely, what was this?

However, Xu Damao was a person of the scene. Just because Li Xuewu called him Damao Ge, he couldn't throw a face at people, and didn't dare to throw a face.

After responding, while brushing his teeth, he asked: "I heard yesterday that you were back and assigned to the security section of the Rolling Mill. When are you going to work in the factory?"

Li Xuewu waited for the water to be full, closed the water faucet, gave way to Xu Damao: "It's tomorrow, the factory asked me to report on Monday."

Xu Damao's eyes changed, secretly thinking that it was true that this kid entered the security department, and couldn't help but look at Li Xuewu, secretly surprised.

According to reason, they had lived in the same courtyard for more than ten years and knew each other well. He had never heard that the Li family had any background.

However, Xu Damao had some city government and didn't ask to the bottom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and watched Li Xuewu return to the front courtyard.

Putting down the basin and toothbrush, Xu Damao was still thinking about the information revealed in Li Xuewu's words. ===== CHAPTER 13 =====