She was driven away by her own mother at the beginning, and she became rich by cultivating immortals

Chapter 80 Do you want to learn how to drive a truck?

Jiang Moxue liked to stick to her so much, why did she suddenly follow the villagers?
Hearing this, Jiang Yilin smiled: "She likes to follow Yan Zi recently. I don't know what little secrets the two of them have."

There are always secrets between children, so he didn't ask too much.

I’m not sure what Jiang Moxue and Yan Zi were talking about, but it couldn’t be anything bad.

"Brother, what about you? When will you send a letter to the newspaper?" Jiang Chuci asked with a smile.

Jiang Yilin cleared his throat twice, thought for a moment and said, "I've already sent it, but I haven't received a reply yet, so don't tell my family yet."

He revised his work hundreds of times before finally finalizing the manuscript and sending it out.

Although he was very confident, he would rather not reveal it before there was definite good news, so as to avoid false joy.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news."

While they were talking, they had already reached their home. Jiang Chuci went in to get the car keys, said goodbye to her family, and then went to where the truck was parked.

The boy was sitting on the grass wearing a straw hat and holding a dogtail grass in his mouth.

Seeing Jiang Chuci coming over, he patted his butt and stood up: "Boss Jiang, do you want to go out?"

"Yeah." Jiang Chuci nodded.

The boy’s name is Wan Zhifan. He is the village chief’s eldest grandson and is just nineteen years old this year.

Jiang Chuci had her reason for asking him to look after the truck. The village chief attached more importance to the truck than she did, and he would be responsible for anything that happened.

In addition,

"Wan Zhifan, do you want to learn how to drive a truck?"

Wan Zhifan was bending over to pick up the big rock in front of the tire. He was stunned when he heard this. He turned his head stiffly and said in an incredible tone:

"Boss Jiang, was there something wrong with my ears just now?"

Otherwise, how could he hear Jiang Chuci asking him if he wanted to learn how to drive a truck?

"I asked if you want to learn how to drive a truck. If you do, go get a driver's license. Now it's not enough for a master to teach an apprentice. You need a license to work."

Wan Zhifan understood this sentence, but his mind was still a little confused.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, his eyes full of surprise: "I want to! Of course I want to learn!"

Otherwise, how could he, who is so lazy on weekdays, guard the truck 24 hours a day? The main reason is that he likes it. Which man doesn't want to drive a truck?

Jiang Chuci nodded, not surprised: "Then go and take the test, tell me when you pass, and you will be responsible for delivering goods in the future, okay?"

Wan Zhifan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"

"Okay, I'll go get the goods first. You can find a reliable person to help you watch the car, and you can take the test as soon as possible."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Chuci opened the driver's door and climbed onto the truck.

She thought that if Wan Zhifan passed the exam and his business became successful, he could help transport the fruits in the future, and then she could find a few more people and have him be the team leader.

Jiang Chuci can rest now. She is so smart.

Drive the truck to the entrance of the village and park it next to it, leaving a crossing. Then turn off the engine, get out of the car, and place stones in front of the tires to block them.

These two trucks are the kind that are designed for long-distance travel. The rear cargo box is closed on all sides and can be locked. It can be opened when needed and the goods can be loaded on.

Like many express delivery vehicles nowadays, they can also travel long distances.

After the truck stopped, the women and the elderly in the village each found their own men to help move the goods onto the truck. Neighbors who had no men at home would also take the initiative to help.

For a moment the scene was very lively, with children gathered around and cheering.

Fortunately, Jiang Chuci brought some candy, and two were just enough for each child.

Jiang Chuci saw two people squatting nearby, not knowing what they were doing.

Thinking that it would take a while to move the goods, she distributed the candies and walked over.

Jiang Moxue and Yan Zi were squatting, their heads almost touching. On the stone in front of them was a sketchbook, each holding a paintbrush, on which was drawn the entrance to Xinping Village.

How should I put it? Not very similar, after all, I haven’t studied it seriously.

But the colors and lines are perfect, and you can tell that the painter is extremely talented.

Jiang Moxue muttered to herself quietly, mainly watching Yan Zi paint.

"Mo Xue, Yan Zi, what are you doing squatting here?" Jiang Chuci, who had already seen it, asked pretending to be ignorant.

Hearing her sister's voice, Jiang Moxue raised her head with a start: "Sister, when did you come here? I didn't even hear the sound of your walking."

Yan Zi, who was standing by, held the pen tightly in her hand, quietly put it behind her back, and called out softly, "Sister Jiang."

"Well," Jiang Chuci's eyes fell on the sketchbook: "Yanzi, do you like painting?"

It was obvious, but Yan Zi immediately shook her head: "I don't like it, not at all. I really don't like painting, really."

This statement makes the matter even more obvious.

Jiang Moxue stuffed the paintbrush into Yan Zi's hand, then took Jiang Chuci's hand and walked away. She turned around and winked at Yan Zi: Go!

Yan Zi nodded and ran away quickly with the sketchbook in her arms.

Jiang Chuci saw the little tricks of the two people, but did not expose them, pretending that she knew nothing.

Jiang Moxue, who pulled her aside, took the initiative to speak: "Sister, don't tell others that Sister Yanzi and I are painting, okay?"

Jiang Chuci raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

Jiang Moxue looked around and made sure no one could hear her before she said, "Yanzi likes to paint, but her mother doesn't let her learn, saying that painting is too expensive."

"So you painted secretly, and you wanted the brushes and sketchbooks just for her, not because you liked it yourself?"

"Yes." Jiang Moxue blurted out, and the next second she covered her mouth, realizing that she spoke too quickly: "No, I don't know."

"Sister, go deliver the goods. I'm going to play with my friends."

Jiang Moxue was afraid that if she said anything wrong again, her sister would not buy her paintbrushes or sketchbooks. Feeling guilty, she didn't even want the candy and turned around and ran away.

Jiang Chuci: “…” Does she look like that kind of person?
How much does a picture book cost? She would not not buy one for Jiang Moxue.

However, learning to paint does cost money. I am not referring to the tuition fees, but the supplies, which are not affordable for ordinary families.

In the village, people usually have almost no money left after paying tuition.

"Chuci, the goods have been moved. Are you going to deliver them now?"

Aunt Mo called out from behind, and Jiang Chuci turned around guiltily.

He replied, “I’ll go now.”

Jiang Chuci frowned as she got on the truck. No, why was she feeling so guilty?

……

It is Children's Day, June 1st, and Jiang Chuci is going back to accompany her sister in the evening.

In the afternoon she delivered the goods to Baldy's place and asked the security guard if he was there.

Today's guard was a different person. After hearing Jiang Chuci's description, he suddenly understood and said, "You are talking about Brother Lin Gang, right? He is the only bald man among us."

Lin Gang?

This name is quite suitable for me, I am strong and brave.

"Yes, is he in there now?" Jiang Chuci asked.

The guard nodded and pointed in a direction: "It's in the third factory building, go find him."

(End of this chapter)