Chapter 9: A Filled Empty Store
My wife seems to have expected Cai Gen to say this, and she doesn't want to dwell on it anymore and change the topic.
"What do you mean by the WeChat you gave me last night?"
Cai Gen doesn't want to say it, his wife is also very busy at work, and it's a bit troublesome to say it, what if it's his own hallucination?
But under the wife's questioning, it must be answered, because I am not good at lying, but I want to try, but I said in my brain,
"Ah, WeChat, I sent it to the wrong person."
When my wife heard this, she put down her chopsticks, and her beautiful big eyes stared at Cai Gen, with a bad face.
"And who do you want to send it to?"
Cai Gen remembered the content of WeChat last night, quickly took two puffs of cigarettes, and continued to think about what to say next.
The wife's discerning eyes are keen, staring at Cai Gen, and said directly,
"You look so bad, what happened last night?"
Cai Gen saw that his son was there, although he was young, he was 8 years old, so he couldn't say it directly, so he could only say vaguely,
"I was delivering food last night and saw a lot of things, a lot of that stuff."
As he spoke, Cai Gen's lips trembled a little, as if he recalled the picture of seeing a lot of things, and his face turned pale.
My wife lowered her head and thought for a while, then ate, ate two bites, and said lightly,
"I'll take you to the master tomorrow to have a look, make an appointment today, and you can see it tomorrow."
Cai Gen has also heard of it, but I don't know which master it is, and I haven't known much about this aspect, but I still have to make an appointment, which is a bit strange.
"Look, do you need to queue up? How much? Can't you show me? ”
The wife was obviously very dissatisfied with Cai Gen's reaction,
"I don't look at things when I go out, especially my own family's affairs, if I can't see it, you don't care, the store will be closed tomorrow morning, and I'll take you there."
The final word is over, and Cai Gen did not refute it, it is said that it takes 100 to see things, and 1000 to do things, which is so expensive.
After his wife finished eating, his son also finished eating, got up and hurried to leave, Cai Gen remembered,
"Leave the car in the store at night, the battery car battery is not working, I pushed it back in the morning, there is a long way, I will drive."
My wife is obviously surprised, Cai Gen is very timid, and he saw a lot of things last night, and he has to deliver food tonight?
"Or, stop for a day, close the store tonight and go home to sleep."
Cai Gen was moved, but when he thought about it, there was no running water when the store was closed, so he still said stubbornly,
"Forget it, don't go back, just leave the car for me at night."
My wife and son left in a hurry, and they didn't say much about this matter, and hurriedly walked out of the store.
Cai Gen sat down at the table and began to eat the leftovers of his wife and son, as well as an omelette, two bowls of rice porridge, five fried dumplings, and two yellow croaker heads.
picked up the rice bowl and was about to eat, the glass door opened, and before anyone came in, the voice came first,
"Mr. Cai's business was good yesterday."
As soon as Cai Gen saw people, he quickly put the fried egg into the bowl and buried it under the rice porridge before he looked up and replied,
"Fly, you keep an eye at the door, and as soon as my wife finishes eating and leaves, you will enter the house."
This person is not surnamed Cang, nor is he called Fly, but the nickname given to him since he was a child is called Fly.
Cai Gen has known him for almost 30 years and has never known why.
It wasn't until the fly got married and bought a house, borrowed money from Cai Gen, and wrote the borrower on the IOU, that Cai Gen knew that the fly's big name was Shi Shangfei.
A large gold chain, a small watch, a sable, and a bag.
Some people say that this is the dress of the underworld, and that's because they don't know about the Northeast.
In the Northeast, the real Jianghu people all wear Tang costumes.
And this dress only represents a kind of person, who puts money.
In ancient times, it was called Yinzi money, in modern times it was called usury, and legally it was called small loans.
Fly is an unofficial private microfinance professional money lender, originally working in a factory, after the first taste of the sweetness of unearned gain.
Leave his post without pay, plunge into the army of money, work for 5 years, and his fate is good, he went ashore with minor injuries and saved a large number of fruits of victory.
Because the fly house is close to Caigen's store, after sending the children to school in the morning, they often come to Caigen's place for breakfast.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Cai Gen holding a rice bowl, without a trace of politeness, and went to the back kitchen to take out the dishes and chopsticks.
sat opposite Cai Gen, pouring porridge while mouthing,
"Old Gen, you're done eating, I'll help you with this."
Cai Gen, without speaking, quickly sandwiched a fried dumpling and put it in a bowl, and then began to eat the fried crispy fish head.
Flies are like eating without chewing, a bowl of rice porridge drank half a bowl in one gulp, and then one bite at a time, eating fried dumplings,
"Lao Gen, your business was good last night, huh?"
Cai Gen was eating the fish head intently, and replied casually,
"What a fart, just a job."
The fly didn't stop moving, and continued to eat fried dumplings, and the words didn't stop.
"That's takeaway, I passed by the door of the store after playing mahjong, and I saw that your room was full, and I saw that you were busy, so I didn't come in to look for you."
Cai Gen despised for a while, you are the most active when you eat cheaply, you hide the farthest when you see the work, and you don't say help when you see that I am busy.
Then it suddenly occurred to me that there was no one to eat yesterday.
"You drank too much, there were no guests yesterday."
The fly drank the remaining rice porridge in one gulp, burped, took out a cigarette, and found Cai Gen's cigarette on the table, so he put his own cigarette to his ear, took out a cigarette from the table, and put it in his mouth.
"No, I didn't drink yesterday, and it was more than 1 o'clock in the middle of the night after playing mahjong, I still thought, what kind of people are this, I come to you to eat in the middle of the night, men, women and children."
After speaking, he lit the cigarette alone, took a puff, and his face showed the happiness of being full, and then he began to cough,
"Lao Gen, your cigarette is fake."
Cai Gen didn't pay attention to him, but the action of drinking porridge was a little stiff, more than 1 o'clock?
That's the time for the old man who sells bean buns to be a demon.
The house is full? Men and women, young and old?
This grandson is deliberately scaring himself, right?
Slowly regaining his swallowing function, Cai Gen wanted to take a fried dumpling to divert his attention.
However, the 4 fried dumplings are gone,
Look again, the fish head, there is no more,
Fortunately, I buried the omelette in the porridge in advance.
The fly forced himself to smoke again, and continued to ask shyly,
"Yesterday's wave, there was a lot of water, how much did it cost?"
Cai Gen was a little upset, that wave, I didn't see it, what kind of money did I sell?
"Have you finished eating? After eating, I went to sleep. ”
The fly didn't feel anything wrong, so he put out the cigarette, stood up and left, and didn't forget to say before leaving,
"Give me interest the day after tomorrow, don't forget, I'll use it later."
At the mention of this, Cai Gen was even more disturbed.
Ten years ago, you borrowed money from me, and I didn't ask for a penny of interest.
Ten years later, you said that this is your profession and that collecting interest is a professional ethic, and I hope I respect it.
As the old saying goes, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, and now 10 years is a big mark.
Cai Gen, who couldn't stop sighing, suddenly thought of the matter of the Red Romantic Hotel, and hurriedly stopped the flies.
------Off topic------
The people with the crown and the big belt, once they see the light and small gassa fluttering, may not be unmoved; The pride of the long feast, once the curtain is sparse and quiet, it may not increase its attachment. How can people drive fire oxen to lure wind horses, and not think about their own nature? Quoted from "Caigen Tan"