Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 11 Brothers are there to take the blame

Shi Jing was still a little confused, but Hu Guohua reacted.

That box of Hongtashan belongs to Zeng Wenjie, and it still contains half a pack of soft drinks.

The old man's eyes immediately became cold and stern, looking up and down at Shi Jing, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Shi Jing was stunned, then he started gesticulating, at a loss for words, and said, "You, you... I... am not... ah... this cigarette..."

Hu Guohua also agreed, "Good job, did you steal your father's cigarettes to smoke? I never thought a guy like you with thick eyebrows and big eyes could actually be a thief!"

He knew that Zeng Wenjie was a wicked guy, and he might get himself involved in order to divert fire.

Therefore, he immediately stood on Zeng Wenjie's side and let Shi Jing take the blame.

"Which hand is holding the cigarette? Put it out." The old man picked up the horsewhip placed on the stone and said lightly.

"Master, I...this is not my cigarette. My cigarette is still in my pocket!" Shi Jing was so scared that he confessed and took out the soft cigarette from his pocket.

The old man's eyes suddenly became colder, and he said in a deep voice: "You are so young and don't learn well, and you want to be a prodigal son!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Shi Jing, you're such a jerk! You actually stole a pack of soft cigarettes! Your father saved these for guests, and you...ah, I don't know how to criticize you!"

Hu Guohua also said: "Your father runs a clinic, didn't he tell you that smoking can easily cause lung cancer? You've got to learn from this!"

The pots stacked one on top of the other behind Shi Jing bent his back, so he had to endure the grievance and stretch out his left hand.

The old man whipped Shi Jing with the horsewhip, and there was a sharp sound that made one's scalp tingle. It was painful to hear. Then Shi Jing squatted on the ground with his hands clasped in his arms and began to wail.

"Young man, you must remember your punishment. Next time you smoke cigarettes secretly, you must remember this whip." said the old man.

The three brothers had just been whipped on their buttocks with this horsewhip. It wasn't severe, but it was very painful. This time the old man didn't hold back, so they would probably have to apply medicine and bandage their wounds when they got home.

The bad news is that the injury is a bit serious, but the good news is that Shi Jing can get medical treatment at his own clinic without paying any medical expenses.

Two hours later, the three brothers returned to town exhausted.

Zeng Wenjie tricked Hu Guohua into paying for some iced cola, and bought an extra bottle to give to the aggrieved Shi Jing.

"Next time you want to buy clothes and ask me to help you make them look like they cost 2,000 yuan for just 30 yuan, then don't say anything. Anyway, your father is tolerant of you and it's okay for him to know that you smoke." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Heart of stone!"

"Heart as solid as a rock!"

Shi Jing held an ice cola to relieve the pain. After a while, he finally uttered the two idioms he learned from Hu Guohua yesterday.

Zeng Wenjie took out the pack of Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket again and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm tired today, I'll go back first. I'll call you tomorrow!"

He took out his cell phone from his pocket without leaving any trace, which surprised the two brothers.

Although mobile phones are not rare items in this day and age, they are somewhat rare for young people like them.

When Zeng Wenjie returned home, he saw his father and his partner Zhang Laosan sitting in the main room drinking tea and chatting.

Zhang Laosan's face looked a little grim. He forced a smile and said, "Lao Zeng, you've only been learning from me for more than half a month. If you leave me, you will definitely not be able to accomplish anything. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Zeng Xiangdong smiled and said, "Third brother, I don't want to do this either, but the two of us make money too slowly, and I'm anxious to raise money for my son's college tuition!"

Zhang Laosan asked, "Are you sure? The gold business is a very treacherous and dangerous business. Without someone to guide you, it's easy to fall into it. If you're not careful, you can lose everything and everything." Zeng Xiangdong nodded and said, "Laosan, it's such a pleasure to work with you! But I have no choice. My son needs to go to college. Sigh..."

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When Zeng Wenjie heard what his father said, a question mark first appeared in his mind, and then he couldn't help laughing. Is he sending secret signals while playing Landlord?

"Okay, if you still want to cooperate, just come back to me." Zhang Laosan grabbed the cigarette box and lighter on the table, stood up, turned around and left.

The moment he turned his back to Zeng Xiangdong, Zeng Wenjie noticed that his face was ferocious!
But when he saw Zeng Wenjie at the door, he immediately put on a smile and said, "The college student is back? He's going to college in a month or so. Fengzhou is a big city!"

Zeng Wenjie said with a smile, "Uncle San, let's eat first, then leave."

Zhang Laosan smiled and walked past him and left.

"Son, I've talked it over with him. I'll officially go it alone tomorrow! I was lucky today. I went to Yangjia Village and received some raw goods." Zeng Xiangdong immediately said to Zeng Wenjie with a smile.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Dad, don't let your guard down. Zhang Laosan might hold a grudge against you. Be careful of his revenge!"

Zeng Xiangdong said: "I didn't offend him."

Zeng Wenjie shook his head and said, "He has little capital. If you leave him and go it alone, it will be equivalent to cutting off his funds and his way to make money. In short, you should be careful when receiving goods during this period!"

Zeng Xiangdong is actually not a simple and honest rural person. During the most chaotic years in society, he traveled all over the country to work and saw a lot of things.

When he was at his wit's end, he even put bricks in his shoulder bag and prepared to rob someone with a few fellow villagers. In the end, he still had a conscience and couldn't bring himself to do it.

Robberies at that time were not as "elegant" as those in later years. They would just pull out a knife and threaten you, and then you would be fine if you gave them your money.

At that time, most robberies had a shallow legal awareness and they would just hit the victim with clubs or bricks without any regard for severity, and deaths were common.

Doing gold business is like putting your head on your belt to make money.

"Dad, let's do a few big orders first to make some money... Then you can pay the small independent traders in the town to go to the mountains to pick up the goods, so that they can avoid danger." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Yeah. A gentleman doesn't stand on a dangerous wall. That makes sense." Zeng Xiangdong said with a smile, "Tomorrow, you have to take me to make a delivery."

Zeng Wenjie glanced at the calendar on the wall, nodded, and said, "We'll go to Yinziping to collect it tomorrow."

Zeng Xiangdong frowned and said, "Yinziping? There's no gold there."

Zeng Wenjie said, "It was sold two or three days ago, but Zhang Laosan didn't tell you. Let's go to Yinziping tomorrow. You should contact the buyer today and sell the pure gold from yesterday."

Zeng Xiangdong smiled and said, "It just so happens that a boss from Ganzhou Province is coming to town to collect gold. I'll go see him later."

Zeng Wenjie whispered, "We need to find a stable source of gold. In the future, we will have more and more gold, and those small bosses around here won't be able to take it all."

"It's not easy to find. Everyone is hiding it." Zeng Xiangdong said thoughtfully.

He did not think that his son was too ambitious. Instead, he felt that the boy had really grown up and understood the importance of preparing for a rainy day!
Zeng Wenjie thought for a moment and said, "Well, don't sell this piece of gold to the Ganzhou boss. Sell it to Boss Yang first!"

Zeng Xiangdong looked at Zeng Wenjie in surprise and said, "You're dealing gold with me, aren't you still trying to woo Boss Yang's daughter? He charges 30 to 50 cents less for gold than the boss in Ganzhou."

"Tsk, his daughter is as tempting as gold? Dad, just do it, I have a good idea!" Zeng Wenjie said.

Then, he ran upstairs with an electric drill, leaving Zeng Xiangdong confused.

(End of this chapter)