Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 61

  Du Fei said: "It's this Brother Wei who is trying to make money?"

"Forget it~" Chu Cheng pondered: "Although he never said it explicitly, since he got to know him, he always talks about it intentionally or unintentionally. He also revealed to me faintly that he has a great way to make me rich. "

  Du Fei said with a half-smile, "Then why didn't you agree?"

  Chu Cheng made a 'cut', took a sip of wine and said, "I'm not stupid. I met him by chance, no relatives and no reason, why would he take me? If there is nothing to be courteous, it is either a traitor or a thief."

  Du Fei smiled and said, "You're quite a chicken thief!"

Chu Cheng shook his head and said, "But I'm really tempted by what he said, but I just don't trust this person. In fact, I didn't buy a watch today, so I'm going to mention it to you. You have brains, and I have something to do with it. Why are they making a lot of money, we have to live on chaffed vegetables?"

   Actually, that Wei brother, the so-called money-making business, to put it bluntly, is some speculative activities.

   But in this day and age, money comes really fast.

  Chu Cheng was born, his eyelids are not shallow, and generally he can't be jealous.

Du Fei thought for a while and said: "Actually, it's not impossible to do this, but it's definitely not now. That surnamed Wei is uneasy and kind, and wants to pull you into the water. He will go home later, don't hide it, and keep this matter with you. Your parents said so."

  Chu Cheng's eyes narrowed, and his sense of drinking was awakened by three points: "You mean, someone wants to **** my old man! This... can't be?"

  Du Fei said: "What can't you do, let alone your dad, even the King of Heaven and Lao Tzu is still remembered."

   Du Fei paused and then said: "I'm not sure, anyway, your father is very powerful, tell him the matter and let him investigate by himself, so as not to be plotted by others."

  Chu Cheng heard this, but he sighed with a bitter face: "Ah~ no matter what the result is, I won't be able to run this time and will be punished~"

   Du Fei ignored him and sighed, just in time for the second plate of roast meat to come up, and he immediately started eating.

  Chu Cheng also forgot his troubles for a while, and hurried to eat...

   Until one o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them had eaten their mouths full of oil, and then they went back to their respective houses satisfied.

   The bottle of chrysanthemum white just now, Du Fei drank at most three or two, and Chu Cheng left the rest.

  As Du Fei's physique improved, his alcohol intake also grew, and he didn't feel anything at all after drinking these three or two drinks.

   Concentrating on the fireplace he saw in the trust store, Du Fei rode his bicycle and went back to the courtyard, intending to discuss with Lei Laoliu.

  Because it is Sunday, the courtyard is also very lively.

  The third master went out to fish before dawn. Today I finally got some harvest. I caught three or four slap-sized crucian carp and was sitting at the door collecting the spoils.

   Seeing Du Fei, he immediately showed off: "Hey, Xiao Du, take a look, how about I caught these fish today?"

  Du Fei pushed the bicycle, stretched his neck and glanced into the bucket, holding it and said, "It's really not small! You can't sell it for two yuan in the market?"

   In fact, the three fish, the three masters, can be sold for 50 cents in the market.

   But the flower sedan chair is carried by everyone, and it costs no money to say a few auspicious words.

   When the third master heard this, he suddenly felt a light on his face, as if he was really picking up two dollars.

   "Hey, you're busy, I'll go take a look at home first." Du Fei pushed the car and walked in, and when he entered the middle courtyard, he saw the aunt and the little army girl.

  The weather is nice today. Auntie took the quilt out to dry in the sun, and Xiaojun took a stick and beat him hard, fluffing the cotton in the quilt.

  In the past, this was all done by a big mother, but now that you have a son, it is naturally very different.

   Auntie stood beside her with contentment in her eyes.

   At this moment, the uncle hugged Xiaoling who was wearing a new flower jacket, leaned out half of the room and shouted, "Old lady, look, is the chicken soup ready, we Xiaoling are hungry."

   was talking, and when he saw Du Fei come in, he immediately called out, "Xiao Du, let's have some chicken soup at home. Your aunt has stewed it all morning."

  Du Fei smiled and said, "Master, it's not a coincidence. I just finished eating at noon, so it's hard enough."

   "Hello Du Fei~" Xiaojun next to him turned around to see Du Fei and was busy saying hello.

  Although he didn't know the ins and outs of the whole thing, he knew that without Du Fei's help, he and his sister would not have been adopted, and they would not have a carefree life now.

   "Xiao Junxing, I can help your mother work." Du Fei boasted.

  Xiaojun was a little embarrassed, and when the aunt heard 'your mother', she even smiled.

   At this moment, a tragic howl like a pig was suddenly heard from the Jia family's house: "No, unless I die... oops! My son~ Keep your eyes open! Take your mother away too..."

   followed closely, Qin Huai walked out of the room angrily, saw everyone in the courtyard looking at her, Du Fei was there, couldn't help lowering his head, clenched his fists and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

  Du Fei noticed that the pretty widow was wearing something different today, a small padded jacket with light blue flowers and fitted blue cloth pants.

  Although from Du Fei's point of view, they are still rustic, but they are all half-new, without a patch.

   And the pretty widow rarely has her hair in a braid, with a big ball on her head, making her look taller.

   Hearing Madam Jia's howl, Zhuanzhu ran out of the room with his hair in a mess and wearing a padded jacket. He was meeting Qin Huairou and called out, "Hey, Sister Qin~"

   Qin Huairou ignored him, instead he quickened his pace and ran out.

  Shuanzhu looked confused, scratched his greasy hair, and muttered, "Hey, who am I messing with?"

  Du Fei saw it in his eyes and laughed secretly in his heart, who do you provoke? If it wasn't for the fear that her daughter-in-law would find a man to remarry, would Mrs. Jia move out of her dead son?

   And I didn't hear Bang'er's cry this time, it's definitely not about educating children.

  Du Fei secretly guessed: "Well~ I guess Mrs. Jia heard the rumors about Widow Pretty and Shuan Zhu, and they were suspicious of ghosts, knocking mountains and shaking tigers."

   To put it aside, Qin Huairou must explain it nicely when encountering this.

   But since Du Fei's rude mouth was 'opened' twice, Pretty Widow was also stunned. Although she didn't scold her mother-in-law, she couldn't hide from me if she couldn't provoke her.

After    Qin Huairou ran out, there was no movement in Jia's house.

   But Mrs. Jia's voice just now provided the aunts and aunts in the courtyard with the afternoon talk.

   A lot of aunts and aunts, and even a few gentlemen who are idle and have five ridges and six beasts joined in, one after another, turned into Conan, and analyzed and reasoned all kinds of things.

  Du Fei pushed his bicycle and finally returned to the backyard.

   The cafeteria is closed today, but Aunt Qian still cooked lunch, and Lei Laoliu went to pick it up by bike at noon.

   Several masters finished their meal and were installing the window and door frames.

  More than 20 pairs of window sashes have been finished, because Du Fei asked not to be painted, in order to ensure waterproof and durable, more wood wax oil is applied, and the earliest tomorrow afternoon, the glass and putty will be applied.

  In the house, the bathroom and kitchen already have a rough outline.

   (end of this chapter)