My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 11: Beauty is the root of all trouble

So the biggest good news on this trip to the provincial capital was that Lao Rang's legs had regained feeling.

After lying down for a few days, although I still cannot stand up and my whole body is still wrapped like a mummy, my toes can move.

When he saw his son come in, his eyes were full of excitement.

As a result, Weidong was asked to come over and unpack the cigarettes. He took out two cigarettes from a pack and gave them to his father and Goudan.

He also gave it to other men in the ward one by one and received a lot of thanks from them.

Smoking in the ward is a common occurrence these days, and it always makes me cry.

It was his son who helped him light the cigarette and brought it to his mouth for a deep breath.

I feel like all my previous souls have returned!
Let Weidong lie on the bed and laugh, all the running around, tiredness and cautiousness disappeared, leaving only satisfaction.

He doesn't smoke, but he always remembers that when his paralyzed father kept saying that he was in good health, a construction company official gave him a Shancheng cigarette, which is now a standard high-end cigarette.

Even though various types of cigarettes emerged later, my father, who switched to smoking dry tobacco due to financial difficulties, always believed that the best cigarettes were Shancheng.

Therefore, every time Weidong returned home from the tax compound, he would try to bring one with him.

Later, when his father passed away, he would also buy a bag of Shancheng and sprinkle it into the river on the anniversary of his death.

Lao Rang smoked one puff after another quickly, looking at his son who was mumbling but unable to say a word.

Only after Weidong stuffed the cigarette under his pillow did he speak anxiously: "No, no, you can use it... Use it for your wedding. Wait for me, wait until I get better, and then I'll build a house for you to hold your wedding..."

"Why rush? I just want to make money now, not get married." The son smiled and whispered in his father's ear: "Today we sold a thousand yuan worth of bacon, and we still have 600 yuan hidden at home. You can rest and recover. Don't do heavy work in the future. It's profitable to do some small business like this."

The mummy almost jumped up, sixteen thousand!

This shouldn't be illegal.

Rang Weidong slowly explained his business philosophy in a low voice: "I've seen that people are doing business in the county, city, and provincial capital, but it's the countryside that's still having to cut off their tails. So I'm quietly trying to find some ways. When the policy is relaxed and you're in good health, I'll do it seriously. It's absolutely not against the law."

Lao Rang didn't dare to think about it at all, but his son said it so confidently that he couldn't object now.

So the next hospitalization was supposed to be for twenty days. After that, he would be discharged and Weidong would decide to move to the rental house next door and stay there for another two months.

Broken bones for a hundred days.

The purpose is to make it convenient to go to the hospital for follow-up examination and rehabilitation at any time.

Especially for the latter, restorative treatment in a professional hospital will be beneficial for a lifetime.

Every time he came to the provincial capital, he could be carried to the hospital, and he could also massage himself to restore many atrophied muscles.

So throughout July and August, the two guys made nine trips to the provincial capital!

Later on, the intervals became longer and longer, mainly because it was really difficult to get the old bacon.

Selling was not a problem at all. Weidong became more and more skilled at selling the products in the factory canteens and then in the factory dormitories. The huge consumer market in the provincial capital could easily absorb the more than 100 kilograms each time.

The key point is that even if Erfeng mobilized a few friends, seven or eight young people would go from all directions to buy bacon.

It is better to quickly clear out these scarce commodities that will only be available again during the Chinese New Year.

It is a poor county to begin with, and it is rare for a family to have 20 or 30 kilograms of food. Most families have 5 or 10 kilograms of food.

Many families could not keep the treasure and were unwilling to sell it, so almost two or three villages had to be harvested at a time.

By August, the radius for collecting bacon has expanded to within a radius of fifty miles!

Weidong felt that the "cost" of walking dozens of miles back and forth for a basket of bacon was too high.

In addition, some people in the commune have been asking who is buying up bacon everywhere and whether this is a step backward in history.

Look at the clay pot buried in the soil behind the main room. It can hardly hold all the money.

Weidong temporarily stopped the entire deal and simply ran to Shangzhou with a huge sum of money.

In addition to insisting on watching Wanshang Trading Company during the day, he also waited and watched for that figure at night in order to avoid Erfeng.

I originally went home to collect bacon and hide money, and also gave the brand new silk quilt core, a few meters of floral cloth, sheets and quilt covers to my ancestors. This winter will definitely be much warmer and more comfortable.

I never thought that my grandparents were in cahoots with Goudan.

As soon as Rang Weidong left, they happily sent the quilt, floral fabrics, and bedding to Li's house!

They also found a red cloth to cover it, saying that it was the betrothal gift earned by Dongwazi!
The next round of return nearly made Weidong vomit blood. Was this marriage necessary? Was this woman necessary?
Now that I'm rich, am I still worried about not being able to find a wife?
He wanted to save face for Erfeng and didn't make a big fuss about it, but now he is in a difficult situation.

I decided to stay in Shangzhou permanently.

In August, I rented a small, palm-sized house next to the construction site in the tax compound.

The question is, is about the medical certificate proving that there is a disabled patient in the family, who needs to rest and receive treatment here after returning from the provincial capital? The prefecture-level city hospital is just opposite the tax compound.

Having worked as a security guard for decades, Weidong is very familiar with the mentality of this kind of interrogation.

As long as you can come up with a legitimate reason, there won't be so much questioning.

Therefore, this kind of life that he was so familiar with was supported by that hatred, which made him make preparations every day.

Even if he squatted across the street from Wanshang Trading Company every day, he would pretend to be a porter and look for work.

As a strenuous person who climbs up the mountain city steps along the riverside with a backpack full of goods, it makes sense for him to have several T-shaped crooks welded with metal water pipes in his hands.

This is almost the biggest difference between professional porters and ordinary farmers carrying backpacks.

If you feel too tired during the journey, you can put a T-shaped crook of just the right length at the bottom of the backpack so that you can take a break while standing.

But Weidong also welded a short head at the bottom of the crutch, which looked like an upside-down Chinese character “土” (earth).

My colleagues asked curiously, and he said that when the riverbed bears weight, it can prevent the turn head from digging into the mud and sand.

The heaviest load on my back could be nearly 200 pounds, and my legs would tremble when I stood up to climb the ladder!
It is definitely more useful than the squats in gyms in later generations.

However, Weidong did not take on any work most of the time. He would carry the load twice every morning and sit on the street with his young and naive country boy face, concentrating on watching how the richest man fooled the sales people coming and going.

Soon he knew all the dozen or so people in the trading company.

Two young and pretty female sales clerks who knew nothing were selling goods every day, but there was an old lady with a gloomy face sitting at the cashier every day. She must have been sent by someone to monitor this group of guys.

Because Weidong can see the richest man and several other men inviting him to "go to the toilet" every day.

In fact, they avoid the aunties and go to the alley next to the tax compound to hold meetings, smoke, and talk and brag. Sometimes when they meet business customers, they will just glance at them and bring them over for a private chat.

The details of doing business in secret show that they also know that they will be punished.

Mixed in with a bunch of low-class people sitting on the street in the busy city, the old security guard could easily see that someone had changed his clothes and was also staring at the trading company!
Because among the men who often go to the toilet, smoke and brag about the richest man, there is a skinny guy who goes in and out several times, makes eye contact with this person and secretly shakes his head.

Let Weidong find an opportunity to meet him face to face, and immediately recognize that the "farmer" who was following him became the deputy chief of the police station on this street a few years later.

After hesitating for a few days, one day when I went to the restroom, I followed the richest man into the smelly public restroom with my backpack on my back. Amid the sound of dripping water, I turned my head and whispered, "Brother Ba Zi is the police's hook."

Then he pulled up his pants and went out.

The god was left holding the bird and staring blankly for a long time.

It is said that the skinny guy can tell fortunes from one's birth chart, and he often speaks eloquently to help the great master brag, so people in and out of the trading industry call him Brother Bazi.

The reason why Weidong revealed the truth was not only because he could not bear to see the businessman being arrested, but also because he finally saw Shi Linyan.

I also saw a porter helping her carry a large box, obviously returning from the dock to the tax compound.

Only then did Weidong realize how stupid he was.

The daughter of the bureau leader, who is two or three years older than him, graduated from a teachers' college this year and will not start teaching at the city's No. 1 Middle School until after September. July and August are the summer vacation for students and teachers.

She must be on vacation at her grandparents' house in Rongdu.

It’s a waste of time for me to wait here for so long!
She was a rare female college student in this impoverished prefecture-level city, and she had been pampered in the provincial capital for some time. Her dress was definitely better than the blue and gray colors that filled the streets.

She had a fashionable short hair with a red hairpin, a vertical striped sleeveless dress with a large lapel, black leather sandals and ankle-length white socks. Even though the heels were not very high, her body swayed gracefully as she walked on the cobblestone road.

Those pure and sweet facial features are like a unique pink lotus in the green lotus pond.

The shiny white arms attracted many passers-by to stare at them and drool.

Wei Dong remained calm as he watched Shi Linyan turn into an old woman. Instead, he secretly paid attention to those eyes that were staring at the girl's swaying buttocks, trying to find the villain who was drooling over her.

So at this point, Weidong had already devoted himself to preparing to guard against the trap.

I feel that there is nothing much to see on the great god's side.

But soon, Wei Dong understood why he had no impression of this great god who lived just one or two streets away in his previous life.

(End of this chapter)