Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 17 Contacting Buyers
The old man was Zeng Wenjie’s grandfather.

Seeing the father and son coming down the mountain so early, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "So early today?"

Zeng Xiangdong hurried forward and said, "How dare you come down late? Dad, why are you here?"

The old man snorted coldly and said, "If I hadn't come, you might have lost my grandson's life."

Zeng Xiangdong felt embarrassed, but luckily his grandmother didn't know about this, otherwise he would probably be scolded even more severely.

"Coke!" Grandpa handed the plastic bag in his hand to Zeng Wenjie.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Zeng Wenjie took it with both hands, feeling warm in his heart, and then took a look at the stick in his grandfather's hand.

I don’t know what kind of wood this eyebrow-high stick is made of. The surface is painted and polished to a shiny finish, giving people a feeling of being very solid and reliable.

Zeng Wenjie had often heard his grandfather talk about weapons. The really powerful ones were blunt instruments like sticks. A master who knew how to use force could kill someone with one blow, or at least cause severe internal injuries if they didn't die.

The old man was obviously a little restless after hearing about the danger that the father and son had encountered yesterday, so he brought out all his weapons.

"Don't worry, old man. We will go down the mountain on time every day from now on." Zeng Xiangdong promised.

"I will come to pick you up every afternoon from now on. I will walk five miles up the mountain and wait for you at Feiyingao." Grandpa said coldly.

"You are not in good health, so there is no need to work so hard. We just need to be careful ourselves." Zeng Xiangdong said with a wry smile.

But grandpa gave him a cold look, said nothing, turned around and walked back to the boat at the ferry.

Zeng Wenjie followed with a smile, and waved to his father to catch up quickly.

Three generations of a family sat on the small ferry, none of them spoke, the silence was terrifying.

Only Zeng Wenjie felt a lot more relaxed.

Grandpa reached behind his waist and tossed a handful of objects to Zeng Wenjie, saying, "Don't use them to fight. Use them only to save your life!"

Zeng Wenjie took it and took a look. It was a thing in a leather sheath. When it was unscabbarded, it turned out to be a triangular bayonet.

"I got it, thank you!" Zeng Wenjie put the triangular spike back in place, pinned it to his lower back, and covered it with his clothes.

After returning home, Zeng Wenjie and Zeng Xiangdong took advantage of the early hours and went straight to the gold smelting hut to start working and process the raw goods collected today.

When it was time for dinner, the family sat at the dinner table, and grandma rolled her eyes and brought a wine glass to grandpa.

"I don't want to drink anymore." Grandpa pushed the wine glass away and shook his head.

Grandma looked at him in surprise and sneered, "Oh, the sun is rising from the west, so you don't want to drink anymore?"

Grandpa's face darkened and he said coldly, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's eat!"

Zeng Wenjie glanced at his grandfather and felt secretly amused. At the same time, he was moved and happy. It was undoubtedly a great success to get the old man to quit drinking!

Although I was in danger yesterday, it seems that it was worth it now!
Zeng Xiangdong secretly gave his son a thumbs up. Obviously, he also guessed that it was Zeng Wenjie's credit that helped his alcoholic father quit drinking.

"It will be difficult for you to drink in the future. Your son and grandson are spendthrifts. They use several of my wine glasses a day." Grandma said unhappily.

"Thank you for your hard work, grandma. Next time you go to the market, please buy some good quality cups. When my dad and I get the gold, we will make you a bracelet!" Zeng Wenjie said, patting his chest.

After hearing this, grandma couldn't help but smile kindly and said, "Use it, use it. Just use it! Those cups have been used for more than ten years anyway. It's okay."

Zeng Wenjie turned around and said to his mother, "Mom, you are so beautiful, if you need a gold necklace, I will get one for you later!"

My mother just smiled gently and said nothing.

After dinner, my grandfather called Zeng Wenjie out with a dark face to practice martial arts with him.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but secretly groan. This old man who had no wine to drink was extremely irritable and had a very bad temper. If something went wrong, he would whip him with a horsewhip, which was very painful!
But as long as it could help the old man stop drinking and stay healthy, Zeng Wenjie felt that it was okay to give him a few more whippings.

After practicing martial arts and taking a bath in the river, Zeng Xiangdong had already purified the gold. After Zeng Wenjie checked the quality, he felt particularly relieved about his father.

"Contact Boss Yang to pick up the goods tomorrow," Zeng Wenjie said to Zeng Xiangdong. "Okay, you arrange it." Zeng Xiangdong shrugged, grabbed a washbasin, filled it with shampoo and a towel, and headed out to the river.

Zeng Wenjie leaned on the bed and read a book for a while. Then his cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

He hesitated for a moment, but still answered the call.

"Brother Wenjie..." Yang Jingqi's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, the number you dialed is powered off. Please try again later. Sorry! The number you dialed is power-off!" Zeng Wenjie immediately adjusted his tone and said seriously.

Before she could finish her words, Yang Jingqi hung up the phone, obviously thinking that the other party's phone was turned off.

Then, the second call came in.

Zeng Wenjie's mouth twitched and he hung up the call directly. He wanted to block the call, but found that this damn bulletproof brick didn't have this function!

He turned off the phone directly.

"Comfortable..." Zeng Wenjie murmured.

Looking at the turned-off phone, he suddenly slapped his head and remembered something!

He still remembered Mu Qingyang's QQ number. He would ask his two adopted sons to go to the county Internet cafe with him in the name of playing games, and then add him to see if he could add him.
Yang Jingqi was dumbfounded. Why couldn't the phone be dialed? The phone was turned off when she called?
"I have to find a chance to talk to him face to face!" Yang Jingqi gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

After a good sleep, Zeng Wenjie felt much better. He went to his grandfather to learn Russian early in the morning as usual. As he had plenty of time today, he studied for an extra hour.

He felt that with his current learning progress, he would be able to communicate fluently with Mu Qingyang in Russian after school started!

"I'm such a fucking language genius! But why did I fail the English exam? How strange!" Zeng Wenjie sighed secretly.

After returning home, Zeng Xiangdong wanted to ask Zeng Wenjie when he would contact Boss Yang, but he finally held back.

——It is better to observe more than to ask more questions. This is the experience accumulated by Zeng Xiangdong after many years of working in society.

Zeng Wenjie and Shi Jing learned martial arts from their grandfather together. When they returned home, they saw that it was already past three o'clock, so they asked their father to call Yang Wei.

"Boss Yang, I just got a batch of pure goods. Would you like to buy them?" Zeng Xiangdong asked.

"Take it. Please send it to me!" Yang Wei said with a smile.

"Boss Yang, I'm a little tired from running around today. Please come and collect it..." Zeng Xiangdong said weakly.

Yang Wei was stunned and suddenly felt a little displeased.

Zeng Xiangdong said, "I have 800 grams of pure goods here, and I'm in a hurry to sell them. I have to go up the mountain to collect the goods tomorrow."

Yang Wei smiled and said, "Old Zeng, wait a moment, I'll be over on my bike soon."

Zeng Xiangdong said: "Okay, I'll wait for you at home!"

After making the call, Zeng Wenjie asked Zeng Xiangdong to remove the battery and take out the charger to charge it.

"Dad, are you going to Zeng Wenjie's house to collect the gold? Can I go with you?" When Yang Jingqi heard her father's call, she immediately left her good friend Yang Li and ran up with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Wei asked puzzled.

"I just like watching you do business, Dad. I think it's very cool!" Yang Jingqi said with a smile.

Yang Wei felt very happy when his daughter praised him, so he smiled and said, "Okay, you can go with me, but don't talk too much."

Yang Li raised his hand and said, "Uncle, I want to go too. I also want to see how awesome you are as a boss."

Yang Wei laughed heartily and said, "Let's go together! Today's cargo volume is quite large, and it will open your eyes."

He went into the safe in the house, took out a bag of money, put it on his back, then rode his motorcycle and took the two girls to Zeng's house.

(End of this chapter)