Chapter 16 One Hundred Yuan, Count Them Bai Fengqin looked at the exercise book in front of her absent-mindedly. Next to her, Bai Fengyu was doing needlework. During the day, she asked Auntie Lu from Qianyuan Road to bring Ning Weidong and Bai Fengqin together. Aunt Lu is quite capable in her work. She just came and left. Although Ning Weiguo did not refuse that night, he did not show any particular enthusiasm. It is obvious that Bai Fengqin's conditions are not particularly attractive to the Ning family. Aunt Lu came here just to give the two sisters a heads-up so that they could be mentally prepared. Bai Fengqin pouted, feeling quite indignant. She was a little reluctant at first, but who knew that she would be rejected by others. He snorted angrily: "Why? I didn't even despise him for being rough and uneducated..."

Bai Fengyu was much calmer. After listening to her sister's complaints, she sighed and said, "Fengqin, if you really want to save face, then work hard to get admitted. As long as you get into university, all problems will be fine." Speaking of this, Bai Fengqin felt a little discouraged, and she puffed out her cheeks and let out a breath. Bai Fengyu appears calm and composed on the surface, but her heart is more complicated than Bai Fengqin's. Now she was completely sure that she could not hold Ning Weidong. Otherwise, no matter what Ning Weiguo and his wife said or what their attitude towards Bai Fengqin was, Ning Weidong would come to find her. But today, Ning Weidong has not made any movement until now. Bai Fengyu couldn't help but be a little dazed, then she took a breath, shuddered, and quickly pinched her fingers. The needle tip pricked a drop of blood on the tip of her finger. Bai Fengyu stared at it, feeling mixed emotions. …… The next day, Ning Weidong opened his eyes with a frown. I glanced at the alarm clock on the windowsill and it was already past eight o'clock. He is working the afternoon shift today and will take over at four in the afternoon. I could have possibly gotten some more sleep, but was woken up by Ning Lei's stinky fart. "Xiao Lei, you are too annoying." Ning Weidong looked depressed. Unexpectedly, the naughty kid was so proud of himself that he said, "Tsk, Third Uncle, what do you know? My fart is so earth-shattering that it has spread all the way to Italy. The King of Italy was watching a show and was very satisfied after smelling it. Whoever farts the stinkiest will be made a professor, and whoever farts the loudest will be made a school principal..." Ning Weidong looked at this unfortunate kid and wished he could put a root canal in his butt and slap him in the face, making him produce and sell his own products. "Just keep talking nonsense~" Ning Weidong glared at him. It was impossible to stay in the house any longer, so I quickly got dressed and got up.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I tore off two pieces of toilet paper and ran straight out to the yard. I don’t know if it’s because I just started wearing it and I’m not used to it yet, but I didn’t feel anything yesterday and the day before yesterday, until early this morning when my stomach started churning. At this time, the majority of people going to work have left, so there is no need to queue up for the public toilets in the alleys. Ning Weidong had just walked out of the Moon Gate when he saw a man in a green cotton-padded jacket, sticking his butt out and putting something into the water meter well. Although the faucet in the yard has been removed, there is still a water meter well next to it, about one meter deep, with water pipes running inside. It keeps warm in winter and cool in summer, like a refrigerator. If you don't want to move some small amount of vegetables into the cellar, you can just store them in there. After putting his things away, the man looked up and saw Ning Weidong, and hurriedly called out, "Dongzi, you're just in time." "Second brother, the car hasn't left yet?" Ning Weidong stopped and responded. The man stood up and said with a smile, "I'll be leaving right away. By the way, what shift are you on today?" This man is Zhou Kun. Because he is the second child in the family, outsiders usually call him Erkun. He is a tricycle driver who works hard. He usually works in the trust store near the Fire God Temple. He is a kind-hearted person, but unfortunately he has a bad mouth, a loud voice, and is easily startled. That would be fine, but this guy doesn't even know what to say, good or bad. Sometimes when something goes wrong, even though someone is clearly speaking up for him, he turns around and attacks the people who are helping him as well. Because of this personality, he is already 27 years old and still hasn’t found a wife. However, the original owner had a good relationship with Zhou Kun. They probably had similar interests, one was a young and inexperienced person, and the other was a fool. Zhou Kun put the manhole cover back, his brows showing a worry, and he pondered: "Mid-shift~ Then tomorrow is the night shift?" Seeing Ning Weidong nod, he continued: "Well, I got a carp. I'll finish my work early tomorrow afternoon and stew the fish. Let's have some..." Ning Weidong was surprised. He was invited to stew fish and drink wine for no reason. What was going on? The original owner had a good relationship with Zhou Kun, but Zhou Kun was not generous. He treated every penny he earned through hard work as hard-earned money. What's more, it was just after the Chinese New Year and everyone was eating light meals, but he was stewing fish and drinking, so it would be strange if nothing happened. If it were the original owner, he would have agreed without thinking when he heard there was fish and wine. Ning Weidong was cautious, and said with a smile: "Second brother, if you have something to say, just tell me. Why are we still talking about this?" Zhou Kun waved his hand: "There is something wrong. I can't explain it in a few words. I will tell you in detail tomorrow. Now I am leaving~" After finishing the job, he left without waiting for Ning Weidong to say anything. Ning Weidong frowned and didn't shout again. Seeing how secretive he was, he certainly wouldn't talk about it outside. Even if you try to stop him from saying a few words, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly. …… More than ten minutes later, Ning Weidong came back from the public toilet. Fortunately, it was winter and everything was frozen, so there was no smell and no small animals. First we went to the earthquake shelter, got up the naughty kid who brought his own poison gas bomb, and went upstairs to have breakfast. Wang Yuzhen prepared everything before going to work and placed it on the table before it was too cold. After eating, Ning Lei ran out to play.

Ning Weidong cleaned up the table and looked at the time. It was just past nine o'clock. Wang Jingsheng will come to deliver the money today. I guess it will be this afternoon. Yesterday, Wang Jingsheng and his wife said that they had no cash on hand, and Ning Weidong guessed that they wanted to confirm some circumstances. For example, whether he works at the Red Star Steel Plant, and whether Ning Weiguo works at the Machinery Bureau. After all, they haven't been in touch for several years, so it's impossible for the other party to believe everything he says. But he still underestimated Wang Jingsheng's efficiency. It was not yet noon, just after ten o'clock, and I heard someone in the yard shouting "Ning Weidong~Ning Weidong~" "Here~" Ning Weidong responded from the earthquake shelter and immediately pushed the door open. Sure enough, it was Wang Jingsheng standing in the yard holding his bicycle. Ning Weidong smiled and asked him to go upstairs. "Tea or boiled water?" Ning Weidong sat down in the house and ran to the thermos. "Boiled water...Okay, I'll do it myself~" Wang Jingsheng was not shy. He saw the white porcelain kettle on the tea tray on the table, turned over a cup and poured himself a cup. When Ning Weidong saw this, he didn't take the thermos and went back to sit down at the eight-immortals table. Wang Jingsheng was really thirsty and drank a glass of water in one breath. He touched his mouth with his hand, took out a roll of money from his pocket, and slapped it in front of Ning Weidong: "One hundred yuan, count it~" (End of this chapter)