Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 65: Live Hard
Zeng Wenjie felt that it was a wise choice to play a small account. Without exposing himself, he could guide Mu Qingyang, the autistic girl, in various ways.

"Damn, China Mobile is such a rip-off. I've already run out of data..." Zeng Wenjie received a text message reminding him that out of the 30M basic data, only 5M was left.

He decisively said goodbye to Mu Qingyang.

Although I have some money now, cherishing traffic is a good virtue.

Even famous basketball stars with annual salaries of at least tens of millions of US dollars will ask for the Wi-Fi password as the first thing they do when they arrive at a venue.

Zeng Wenjie felt that there was nothing wrong with his behavior.

"I've spent this holiday committing nothing but crimes. I'm totally unscrupulous." Zeng Wenjie sighed helplessly after putting his phone back in his pocket.

After returning home, he told his mother that he would not be having dinner at home that night, and then ran to the small clinic to say hello to Niu Bai's father.

Shi Quankai looked at Zeng Wenjie and said only one sentence, "I'm glad you're okay."

"My kid is not very smart. Please take care of him when you are in Fengzhou." Shi Quankai said.

"That kid is very smart, his head is even pointed!" Zeng Wenjie laughed, threw a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes on the table, turned around and ran away.

Shi Quankai took a look at the unopened expensive cigarettes, opened the drawer and put them in.

Although he opposed his son smoking, he was fully aware that his son was stealing cigarettes from him.

He didn't plan to smoke this pack of cigarettes himself, and he couldn't bear to smoke it, so he would save it for his son to "steal" when he came back from vacation.

Silently taking out a pack of cigarettes worth three yuan from his pocket and lighting one, Shi Quankai smiled, thinking that since his son had a brother like Zeng Wenjie, he didn't need to worry too much about him.

Zeng Wenjie bought a box of milk and came to Fu Qianzhu's house. The door of the main hall was open and there was no movement inside, but the sound of a spatula hitting an iron pot could be heard.

"Senior sister, I'm in!" Zeng Wenjie said.

After he said this, he felt something was strange.

Fu Qianzhu hurried over from the kitchen and said, "Boss Zeng, please sit down for a moment. The last dish will be ready soon!"

She was wearing a greasy apron, with her long hair tied up on her head, and she was showing her signature smile.

Zeng Wenjie sat down on a chair in the main hall, lit a cigarette and smoked it silently. Not far away, near the shrine, hung Fu Gang's portrait.

"Oh." Zeng Wenjie sighed softly.

Fu Gang was helping them to move the goods, but he was not sure whether he had encountered similar disasters in his previous life.

After a while, Fu Qianzhu invited Zeng Wenjie to go to the restaurant with her for dinner.

"Are you home alone?" Zeng Wenjie asked when he saw three dishes and a soup on the table, but only two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.

"Well, Mom went out to find money." Fu Qianzhu lowered her eyes and said softly.

There was a dish of stir-fried fish with pickled chili peppers, a dish of stir-fried vegetables with dried chili peppers, a plate of stir-fried meat with chili peppers, and the soup was tofu and fish head soup.

They are all home-cooked dishes, and the color is not very good, which shows that the control of the heat is average, but after you put them in your mouth, the taste is excellent, especially the fish offal, which goes very well with rice.

"Senior, your cooking skills are really good. Let's open a restaurant together near the university town. It will definitely be packed!" Zeng Wenjie said.

"Boss Zeng, stop joking. I can only order home-cooked dishes. How can I open a restaurant?" Fu Qianzhu smiled lightly, shook her head slightly, and put the fish head into Zeng Wenjie's bowl.

"I told you not to call me that," Zeng Wenjie said.

"I can call you junior at school, but in Baishui Town, it's better to call you this." Fu Qianzhu said naturally.

Zeng Wenjie was about to say something when someone outside shouted in panic, "Qianzhu, something happened to your mother! Qianzhu, come quickly..."

Fu Qianzhu's face changed, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran out, not caring that the table had become a mess.

Zeng Wenjie also put down his chopsticks and followed him out.

"Aunt, what happened to my mother?" Fu Qianzhu's face was pale, his eyes were wide open but lifeless.

"Your mother...died from eating pesticides." The panicked woman opened her mouth and spoke with difficulty about the unacceptable result. However, a smile appeared on Fu Qianzhu's face, a smile that was extremely miserable.

Zeng Wenjie frowned, took out his cell phone and dialed Fu Yong's number.

"Don't..." Fu Qianzhu held Zeng Wenjie's wrist, pleading in her tone, "Can you go first? I'll go collect my mother's body."

Zeng Wenjie didn't say anything, silently put the phone back in his pocket, nodded, and said: "You know my number, call me anytime."

Fu Qianzhu seemed not to hear and just stood there blankly.

Then, the second aunt took Fu Qianzhu's hand and started walking quickly. Fu Qianzhu just followed her closely, as if he had lost his soul.

Zeng Wenjie didn't know what was going on, but Fu Qianzhu's condition made him a little worried.

I had just walked a short distance when I bumped into Fu Yong who was jogging back.

"Boss Zeng." Fu Yong nodded and greeted Zeng Wenjie.

"Uncle Yong, something happened in your family." Zeng Wenjie nodded and said.

"I know, I came here specially." Fu Yong said.

Zeng Wenjie hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "What happened? Why did she commit suicide?"

Fu Yong's expression suddenly turned grim. Finally, he sighed and said, "Baishui Town is only the size of a palm. Even if I don't tell you, you'll know it sooner or later."

"My eldest brother took over 20,000 yuan from your family to smuggle goods. The payment and the goods were all looted, and he was buried in the sand at the foot of the mountain."

"But... he actually had his own capital with him, which he borrowed from others."

"He has 15,000 yuan in capital, which he put in the last bag..."

"The bag was pressed down by his body, so the money inside was not taken by the robbers."

"When the body was washed out by the heavy rain, the money in the waist bag at the back was swollen. That was the money that should have been left at home, but in the end..."

Zeng Wenjie was not surprised by what Fu Yong said. Fu Gang was hit with a club and then strangled to death with a steel cable around his neck.

His body was lying face up, with another bag behind it. The robber was probably a little panicked, so he didn't clean it out.

After the body was washed out, the police were called.

In the end, the capital that belonged to him did not remain at home, and there is probably no need to say where it went.

"My niece wants to apply for a sports rehabilitation therapist certificate, which will cost her two thousand. The creditor is pressing for the fifteen thousand. Jiang Liu couldn't find the money, so he went to do business in the red-light district." Fu Yong said expressionlessly.

"She was deceived."

"One of the bastards said he didn't have any money and wanted to use gold as collateral, so I pinched a handful and gave it to her."

"Finally she found out it was fake and drank the medicine."

After hearing this, Zeng Wenjie felt a surge of anxiety in his heart! In this world, who the hell isn't trying their best to live?
A country woman, with little education, her husband died, her family is in debt, her daughter still has to go to school, and her brother-in-law is idle all day and can't be relied on. What else can she do except sell herself out?
He is a person who has been reborn, so of course he can feel the suffocating oppression brought by the damn life after a person becomes an adult!
He felt that his life would be smooth sailing and he would be blessed with wealth.

But after listening to the story of Fu Qianzhu's mother, Jiang Liu, he felt extremely upset.

"Come with me to get some money first and take care of the funeral arrangements later," said Zeng Wenjie.

"Okay, thank you, Boss Zeng." Fu Yong had no money in his hand, so he nodded in agreement.

Zeng Wenjie said, "If you know the details of that liar, tell me and I will help your sister-in-law get revenge."

Fu Yong strongly disapproved of Jiang Liu doing this business, and even felt disgust and disdain for it, but when the person really died, he was heartbroken.

He nodded and said, "Boss Zeng, I'll sell my life to you from now on."

(End of this chapter)