Rebirth 2008: I Can Make Money Reading

"Hey, Ayang, it looks like your third uncle is walking with a bag in front of you!"

On the rear seat, the mother stretched her head forward, looked through the front windshield to see an acquaintance, and suddenly exclaimed.

Mu Yang also saw that thirty meters ahead, a middle-aged man was carrying a fertilizer bag. bag.

The third uncle that my mother said was my father's brother, and usually had a good relationship with the family.

It's still a mile away from home, and it's tiring to walk back.

Mu Yang lowered the car window, and when the car drove beside him, his mother called out, "Sanbo!"

The mother's name is called according to the child's name, which is a local custom. It's okay to call the third brother, but it seems too kind, and the mother is not used to it.

The third uncle looked back, only to notice Mu Xiaoling and her mother in the car, a little surprised, they came back in the car, whose car is this?

Mu Yang parked the car, opened the door, walked to San Bo, and laughed: "San Bo, let's go back in the car together."

Sanbo smiled happily when he saw the familiar face. The mottled wrinkles on his face were like ravines in the sugarcane field next to him. He was very surprised: "You kid is back, and you are still driving, why haven't you seen him for half a year? It's big!"

Gee, they're all driving!

Cow.

Shocked, he put the bag he was carrying on the ground and shrugged his aching shoulders.

"The car belongs to a friend. I borrowed it and drove it back for the Chinese New Year. Let's get in the car and go back together." Mu Yang replied. On the way home, he explained to his mother and sister, not to say that the car belonged to him.

Usually his family was poor, but suddenly he became rich, and he even bought a car. A caring person checked it and knew that his car was not cheap, and he was envied by others and cared about by thieves. This was causing trouble for the family.

Sanbo has a good relationship with his family, so of course he doesn't care about his money, but he is really afraid that if he drinks too much, he will leak his mouth to others.

After waiting for half a year and a year, there are people who have connections, and it doesn't matter if you expose your details, and you will always come back to invest in your hometown one day.

"Then your friend has a good relationship with you, even borrowing a car!"

The third uncle glanced at the dirty bags on the ground, and then saw that his clothes were stained with a lot of dust, and waved his hands: "I'm dirty, and I'm afraid of dirtying your car. Anyway, the road is not far, I can just walk back."

"What's dirty, the car is for sitting. If it's dirty, just wash it and get in the car." Mu Yang opened the rear door and carried the heavy bag into the rear compartment.

The third uncle was helpless, and patted the dust on his body, especially the clothes on the buttocks. The bag was dirty just now, and he patted it hard.

Before he finished filming, Mu Yang helped him into the car, said "don't worry about this, get in the car", closed the car door, and continued to drive home.

After a while, the car arrived at the door of Sanbo's house.

After the third uncle got out of the car, he took off his bag and praised loudly: "This car is really luxurious, it's really comfortable to sit on, but the car is dirty, Ayang, Xiaoling, come to my house for dinner later, I'll kill the chicken. "

Mu Yang waved his hand and handed him a cigarette: "Oh, third uncle, don't toss with your chickens, let's talk about it another day."

"That's good, that's good!" San Bo smiled and took the cigarette and put it in his ear.

Mu Yang turned the car and drove towards his house.

The village has three surnames, Chen, Liang and Mu, with a population of nearly 3,000. It is a large village.

Each of their brigade was anchored on a low hill, with a height difference of less than 30 meters.

His house is at the highest point, sitting at the door of the house and looking at it, most of the village is unobstructed.

The next road to the door of the house is the yellow mud road. Usually there are bullock carts passing by. The road is quite wide, but the potholes are more and deeper. Fortunately, it is not raining, and the car is an off-road vehicle. .

Mu Yang shifted the automatic gear to manual 1st gear, and with a thud of the accelerator, no potholes were in the way.

The building with six rooms on two floors covers an area of ​​80 square meters, with a small courtyard of dozens of square meters. The exterior of the building also exposed red bricks, and the interior of the room was only scraped with ash but not putty, and cement floor.

This is Mu Yang's home!

Very simple, the most valuable belongings in the family may be the small color TV.

"Brother, your cart is really good. It's very difficult for a cow to pull up a cart. Sometimes you need Dad to push it from behind, Huo Huo." Mu Xiaoling just thought she was going to get out of the car and walk on the dirt road to get home.

The laughter of his sister, the sound of the car's engine, and the father Mu Lin, who was cleaning the dirt on the tires of the battery car at home, heard a different sound, walked out of the door with curiosity, and saw his wife and children.

"Hey, you guys are back, and I just got home. I bought some lotus roots and just put them down. I was thinking about going out to pick up your mother and daughter."

The middle-aged dark man in his forties smiled, saw the car behind his son, and asked curiously, "Ayang, did you drive back? Whose car is this? When will you drive?"

After asking three times in a row, my sister excitedly came over to answer: "Dad, we have a car at home, brother bought it, surprise, right?

Is your brother a bull? "

"Is what your sister said true?" Mu Lin looked around the car for a week. He didn't understand cars, he didn't even understand the logo, but he felt that the car was very high-end, so it should be very expensive, although it looked like a Big iron.

"Well, yes, it's a long story." Mu Yang replied.

My father is in good health now, unlike ten years later, his belly is obvious, and it is a little difficult to walk uphill.

Seeing his son open the car door, Mu Lin listened to his explanation and moved the New Year's goods together.

One by one, the New Year's goods were moved to the atrium of the house, especially two boxes of Moutai, as well as several boxes of fructose and sausages.

Father was shocked: "Maotai, why do you buy such expensive wine? There are so many? There are too many gift boxes!"

Mu Yang replied: "This gift box was originally given to the workers. If the company buys too much, just take it back. It's just fine to use as a gift, and you can eat it yourself.

It’s okay to buy too much Moutai. It’s fine to store it for a few years. Just put it at home and drink it if you want, but don’t give it away. I’m really reluctant to give it away. "

"I don't understand the car, but I still understand the Maotai wine. I have to hide it and drink it when I'm greedy. The more I put it away, the more valuable it is, haha." Mu Lin moved two cases of wine to a nearby house, and at the same time I told the mother and daughter not to take it out indiscriminately. It is close to one thousand yuan a bottle, and it can be sold when there is no money.

He usually drinks a few yuan per pound of low-alcohol rice wine, but he can't afford high-alcohol liquor.

After moving things, the mother went to kill the chickens, and the younger sister helped to boil the water.

My father went out to look at his car. His wife said that the car cost nearly 200,000 yuan. He smiled and praised: "Finally, I have a car. I still think about it. I bought a battery car and came back today. It is very comfortable to drive. I can show it off to you. Look how good that car is.

Why!

Son, I see a lot of mud on the car body, I'll pull the hose out and wash it. "

Mu Yang replied, "Dad, it's a little cold, you don't need to wash it, it's fine. It's not very dirty."

The temperature at home is seven or eight degrees, but for the south, it is already very cold.

There is no heating, the air is humid, the temperature is not low, but the wind is quite strong, it is really cold.

"Hey, you can wash it. I'll wash down the mud first, and then wipe it with a towel. You can do your own thing."

"Then it's up to you." Mu Yang didn't stop him anymore, maybe for his father, washing the car was also a blessing.

He moved his luggage to the bedroom on the second floor, a house of his own.

When he opened the door, there was only a simple wooden bed, an old desk, and no other furniture. It was better to rent a room in the city and decorate it than his bedroom.

But it feels different, this is home!

The habitation of the soul is very warm.

Unpack the suitcase and put the notebook and computer on the table.

He didn't have time to drive for the past three days to gain experience. He usually has a lot of work in the company, and he doesn't see much. When he returns home, he still needs to calm down and brush up his experience.

The computer is equipped with materials and a wireless network card, so there is no need to worry about learning materials.

When he turned on his phone, he found that Xuelu had sent him a few messages, saying that his parents had agreed with them and asked him to make an appointment to drop by.

Mu Yang was very happy to see the news, and replied that he had already returned home, saying that he officially came to the door on the third day of the new year.

The family has been busy with farming, and I don't need his help in the family affairs. After the New Year, let the parents simply decorate the old house.

If you don't have enough money, you can build a country house~www.wuxiamtl.com~ or a castle.

He won't come back too many times in the future. He still wants to take his family to live in Jiangnan Province, and he doesn't know if his parents are willing, because he doesn't know the place.

If the parents are not used to living in the city, it is better to go back to their hometown and stay for a while.

Parents must not be allowed to do the farm work at home, just grow some vegetables to be self-sufficient.

Mu Yang planned things at home, and then told his family at night, turned on the computer, and began to brush up his experience.

At six o'clock in the evening, Mu Yang walked out of the bedroom and stood on the balcony on the second floor.

As far as the eye can see, the village houses are scattered irregularly. Most of the villages are brick buildings with one or two floors, and there are very few three-story buildings. There are not many tiles on the outer walls. The sewage flowing out of the pig pen is turbulent.

Muyang doesn't know how the villages in other provinces are, but compared to the villages in Jiangnan Province, they are really very poor.

Ten years later, the village has not changed much, that is, the buildings are taller, the exterior walls are more decorated, the yellow mud road has become a cement road, there are more private cars, fewer pig houses, and centralized garbage management.

In the future, when the ability is great, we must change this status quo, and the hometown will definitely undergo amazing changes.

There is a banyan tree not far from the house, which has only grown for more than ten years. The branches and leaves are luxuriant, the roots are intertwined, and the canopy covers a radius of more than ten meters. It looks like a giant green umbrella. Several birds can be heard playing in the branches and leaves.

Under the tree is a temple.

Outside the village house, there are criss-crossed rice fields and sugarcane fields, and several small ponds are scattered among them.

At the end of the eyes are the mountains, which are dyed with a thin layer of blush under the illumination of the setting sun.

Maybe today's villages look relatively backward, but Muyang feels quite beautiful.

Perhaps, the beauty of the sunset is not in the scenery, but in the people watching the sunset.