Making a living in Dongguan, her fiery red lips offer me tenderness.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Yang let out a long sigh of relief.

Good heavens, why am I a little reluctant to hang up? Could I have actually fallen for this woman?

He could tell from the phone call that Tan Yan liked him. Could it be that his luck had really turned around and a rich woman was beckoning to him?

Turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Early the next morning,

"Bang bang bang!"

Who is it?

"Ding Yang, it's me. What time is it? You're still sleeping."

Ding Yang slapped his forehead. Damn it, he forgot. He didn't go to Humen to get sand last night. It looks like he can't go today either. He can only buy it from the middleman.

Ding Yang opened the door,

Xiulian walked in carrying a bag of breakfast.

"I knew you weren't up yet, so I brought you breakfast."

"Xiulian, it's not very proper for a young lady like you to be knocking on the doors of bachelors all the time, is it?"

Xiulian grabbed his ear,

"I brought you breakfast, and you're complaining? I made this myself—chilled mung bean soup, and I steamed the buns myself too. Come on, have a taste."

"Xiulian, don't pull my ear! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're pretty. I won't fall for that."

"Xiaoyang, hurry up and eat, I have to go to work."

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet, you can leave it here."

"Okay, remember to eat them. The buns won't taste good when they get cold. I'm leaving now."

"Thank you!"

Unexpectedly, Xiulian suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Ding Yang on the cheek.

"Pop!"

"You're a girl, and you're acting like a pervert, huh?!"

"Hehe, I like it!"

After saying that, Xiulian walked out of the room, got into her car, and drove off.

Ding Yang shook his head helplessly. "Sigh, what a wonderful girl, she's been entrusted to the wrong person."

Ding Yang washed up and ate breakfast.

Damn, these buns are so delicious. They have shrimp and lean meat inside. As he sipped the mung bean soup and swallowed the buns, Ding Yang seemed to feel Xiu Lian's love.

Good girl, I'm afraid my conscience will torment me for the rest of my life.

Around 10 o'clock, my phone rang.

"Hey, Xiaoyang!"

"Hello! Old Chen!"

"Xiaoyang, Jiande Garden is short two cubic meters of sand and one ton of cement. Please deliver them quickly, we need them urgently this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you right away, within an hour at most."

After hanging up the phone,

Ding Yang took off his clean clothes and prepared to put on the old clothes he used to wear while carrying cement.

Just then, a slightly plump woman in her sixties, dressed in jeweled jewelry, stood at the door, looking around the house.

Ding Yang, arms bare and carrying clothes in his hand, walked over.

"Auntie, are you buying cement?"

The older woman was a little stunned when she saw Ding Yang's celebrity-like appearance, his height of over 8 meters, his eight-pack abs, and his muscular physique.

The old lady was stunned for a moment.

"Young man, how much is your cement?"

How much do you want?

"I'll take two bags!"

"20 yuan a bag."

"oh!"

"Young man, could you help me load the cement onto the truck? I drove here."

"Okay, there's a problem!"

Ding Yang put down his clothes, picked up a bag of cement in one hand, and went to the roadside at the door.

A Lexus was parked at the entrance.

"Auntie, please open the trunk, I'll help you put it in there."

"Okay, thank you!"

The older woman opened the trunk, and Ding Yang put two bags of cement into the box before closing the trunk.

To his surprise, there was an old man with gray hair in the passenger seat. He opened the window and looked at Ding Yang.

"Young man, you're strong!"

To everyone's surprise, Ding Yang quickly took out a Double Happiness cigarette, stood by the car door, and handed one to the old man.

"Uncle, have a cigarette."

The old man didn't stand on ceremony and simply took the cigarette.

"Thanks!"

"Uncle, if you need building materials for your renovation, feel free to contact me anytime. I'll give you a discount."

"OK!"

"Young man, how long have you been opening this shop?"

"Just over a month."

"oh!"

"Young man, what's your surname? Where are you from?"

"My name is Ding Yang, you can call me Xiao Yang. I'm from southern Hunan!"

"Oh, what a great name!"

"Are you the only one in this shop?"

Yes, it's just me.

"Since you're out delivering goods, there's no one to watch the store. We need to find someone."

"There's nothing I can do, I'm all alone right now, but a friend of mine will be coming over in a while."

"Oh, is she your girlfriend?"

"No, it's a good friend of mine. He works in a factory now, but he's quitting soon and is going to work for me."

"oh!"

"Uncle and Aunt, do you need anything else?"

"We don't have any for now. If you want them, I'll call you. I saw the phone number on your sign."

"Okay, thank you. I'll get back to work now."

The old lady took out a 50 yuan note.

"Young man, you don't need to look anymore."

Ding Yang quickly took out 10 yuan.

"Auntie, a gentleman loves money, but he earns it in a proper way. What's yours is yours, I can't take more than that. Please take it, and thank you for patronizing my business."

After saying that, Ding Yang ignored her and went back to close the door.

The elderly woman drove the car a few dozen meters away, then pulled over and stopped.

"Old Tan, are you shocked?"

"Damn it, no wonder Yan'er blushed. This guy shouldn't be selling cement; he should be dancing at a nightclub."

"What are you saying? Can't people do a legitimate business?"

"I thought Yan'er was exaggerating a bit, but I didn't expect this guy to be so handsome. He really has a good-looking face."

"Old Tan, putting everything else aside, his looks are impeccable, and he speaks in a friendly and polite manner. It's not embarrassing to take him out."

"Honey, we're worried that our daughter won't be able to handle him. In his eyes, she's like an old auntie."

"I'd rather believe in ghosts than believe a handsome young man in his twenties would fall in love with an older woman, unless he's sick."

"Old Tan, what should we do? Should we advise Yan'er to give up? This might be a trap."

"Damn it, how was I supposed to know?"

Just then, Ding Yang drove by in a dilapidated six-wheeled dump truck, passing by his side door. The couple looked up and saw that it was Ding Yang driving.

"Honey, follow him in your car and see what he's up to."

"oh!"

Ding Yang was driving and never dreamed that someone would be following him.

I went to the sand and gravel wholesale department and bought two cubic meters of sand. It was several tens of yuan more expensive than at Humen Wharf, and it was obvious that it was mixed with sea sand.

Then they drove to a cement wholesale store and filled 20 bags with cement.

Then we drove to Jiande Garden.

When Ding Yang arrived at the Jiande Garden residential complex, he did not dump the sand and cement directly on the ground.

Instead, they carried cement first, which made it easier to lift the cement onto their shoulders.

Ding Yang leaned against the truck door, casually pulled two bags of cement onto his shoulder, and then carried them into the stairwell.

There was a Lexus parked not far from him.

"Old Tan, I didn't expect this kid to actually be carrying cement. He carried two bags at a time, that's 200 pounds."

A few minutes later, Ding Yang got off and continued carrying the second load.

"Honey, let's go. There's no need to watch anymore. Judging from how familiar he is with lifting his shoulders, he must have been doing this for a while and has mastered the technique."

The car drove out of the yard.

"Old Tan, this kid is hardworking and can endure hardship. He's definitely better than those petty thugs, and he's even less likely to be a professional con artist. Have you ever seen a con artist do this kind of work? He looks quite kind too. Why don't we just leave it at that and let Yan'er decide?"

"Oh well, let it be!"

"Let's go back!"

"Um!"