I want to be a good person

"Mr. Wang, it's hard to make money now. It's not easy.

"Okay, I'll get you the money."

At noon, the carpenter came with his head bowed. Although the customer had a gun, people were still afraid, especially the working people. They were obviously a little frightened by the brutality of last night.

"Sir, the wooden shelves are ready. Don't worry about the quality. I checked them all this morning and I guarantee there are no problems."

"Thanks"

Zhang Aiguo looked kind and benevolent. If what happened last night had not happened, it would be normal for him to mix in some not-so-good things.

"Things are in your house"

"Yes"

“No assembly bar”

“Assembled, numbered and disassembled.”

The carpenter answered cautiously, fearing that he would upset the other party. If he was shot, no one would be able to save him.

"Don't be nervous. You do a good job, and everyone knows it. So, you pull my donkey cart and bring everything over to the house.

When Village Chief Wang heard this, he said, "Xiao Niu, go and help. Pull it back and unload it in that house."

"I understand, sir."

After the two people left, Village Chief Wang asked, "Will you put the wooden shelf here?"

"How can I do that? For now, just two days."

Zhang Aiguo replied.

The end of science is metaphysics.

Not to mention the Republic of China, in the previous life, everyone still believed firmly and never wavered, although many people chose to become believers and pilgrims in order to find a little spiritual comfort when they were temporarily or encountered problems.

"Oh, I forgot to ask Mr. Wang's family if they will be back for the Spring Festival."

"Hahaha, we can celebrate the Spring Festival openly this year. It was strictly prohibited during the Beiyang period. We couldn't set off fireworks, burn incense to worship our ancestors, put up Spring Festival couplets and hang lanterns. We couldn't close our businesses or perform dragon and lion dances. We couldn't even say happy New Year's greetings in public, forget it."

"We are Chinese, and we must uphold our traditional culture. It is definitely not okay to completely deny it. We can't just treat it as a one-size-fits-all approach. Alas, you are such a person who has forgotten his roots!"

"Yes, I heard from my eldest son that the Christians proposed it in a rather obscure way. Hey, I don't know what these officials are thinking. Whatever the common people support, they oppose."

"The power of the people cannot be underestimated, and the wheel of history is rolling forward."

"Well, I don't know if he will come back to celebrate the Spring Festival this year and stay up with me on New Year's Eve. I have two sons. The older one is in Shimen, the second one is in Qingdao, and the third one is a daughter. She is 18 years old this year and goes to school in Shimen, studying in a foreign school."

Zhang Aiguo became excited when he heard this. This could really refresh him, as he was an 18-year-old.

"Mr. Wang, why haven't you met the lady?"

"He has been ill and died for many years. I don't want to continue. My body can't bear it any more."

"Excuse me"

"No problem"

While we were chatting, the donkey cart came back and several people started carrying wooden racks into the house. The furnishings in the guest room were very simple.

"Come on, put it all here."

Zhang Aiguo directed the men to put down the wood along the wall.

"Would you like us to help put it together?"

“No, I have other plans.”

"Then we'll go first, the work is done"

After saying this, the carpenter and his apprentice took off their hats, bent over, lowered their heads and walked out.

"You made a shelf, do you have to load it onto the car when you leave?"

“Well, I have another solution.”

"Okay, you can do it yourself"

"Mr. Wang, I'm going to Huangjinzhuang in a few days, so I'll leave for a while."

"You don't want to leave?"

"How could that be? I've always kept my word. I'll stay here for two days at most. I'll eat well and sleep well. I won't leave until I've dealt with the bandits. As a man, I always keep my word."

"Besides, you have a foreign gun now. Fire a few shots to scare them. As long as you hold on, they won't dare to attack you for the time being. I'll be back soon."

"Row"

"Do you want me to help pick up your daughter?"

"Not for now, she should come back with her brother, hiss"

"I'm warning you, don't set your sights on my daughter."

"Don't worry, you see, I barely leave my room these days. I'm almost like a young lady who never leaves the house. Don't worry."

"Um"

The predecessor of the school is an example. Without money, there is no way to go to school. As for university, that is the right of children of people within the system and the wealthy class. Just like Xu Zhimo and other so-called celebrities and socialites, they all have the energy to chase the wind and the moon and attract bees and butterflies only when they are full and not hungry. Class is like a huge chasm that is difficult to cross. In essence, it is a road against the will of heaven.

He closed the door, put the wooden shelf into the space, sat on the bed, and immersed his mind in the space. He began to put things back in place and took out some old clothes. He prepared to ask the peasant women in the village to help him take them apart and wash them. After they were dried in the sun, at least he would feel better. He had worn a lot of old clothes in his previous life when his family was poor.

Even if you want to wash clothes, you have to find the village chief. Even though it's freezing cold, there are still many people willing to work.

"Mr. Wang, please find a few women who are good at doing things. I have a lot of clothes that need to be washed."

"a lot of?"

"A few bodies"

"Okay, give them some work to do, they can earn a little money and buy some white bread and dumplings."

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing"

"Hey, Master, you called me"

"Go to the village and find a few people who are good at sewing. Tell them that I need to wash clothes and ask them to help. I will give them flour."

"Yes, sir"

More than thirty minutes later, four or five women stood in the yard, waiting stiffly for work to be assigned. All the odd jobs in the village came from the village chief's house, and the miscellaneous income depended on the generosity of the landlords.

"I called you here because you are good at sewing. Our village's benefactor, the one who beat back the bandits the day they came, has some clothes that need to be washed. I will pay you with flour and do the job well. Do you hear me?

"I heard you, sir."

……

It seems that Village Chief Wang has accumulated great power in the village. Zhang Aiguo feels that he has fallen out of favor. Never mind. He will remind him before leaving. Looking at the obedient villagers, when that day comes, they will not care how you treat them. As long as one person takes action, the rest will swarm over.

The workspace was in the guest room. When he entered the room, Village Chief Wang was stunned. Oh, where did those things on the wooden shelf go?

Zhang Aiguo's old clothes, from those belonging to Wucheng to the bandits, were taken out continuously from the leather suitcase and thrown out.

"That's all. Take what needs to be taken apart, wash what needs to be washed, mend what needs to be repaired, and dry what can be done while the weather is fine. Please help me finish it. In addition to the flour, I will pay you in coppers or dollars, depending on your craftsmanship."

"Don't worry, sir, we will do it seriously."

“Yes, we will definitely do it.”

The remaining three people nodded in agreement.