Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The next day.

The sky is just getting light.

The ox cart was waiting at the door of Cui's house. Cui Jingwen moved the pottery jar onto the ox cart, which contained twenty kilograms of seaweed.

Uncle Mazi drove the ox cart out of the village and headed straight for the county town.

Cui Jingwen was drowsy sitting in the car. The morning mist was white and shadows were vague on both sides of the road.

"Mom, I need to take a nap."

After delivering the goods to the restaurant, they still have to rush to Lindong County. They will be busy all day, so he needs to make the most of his time to catch up on some sleep.

Lin was also sleepy from the rocking of the ox cart, but she couldn't fall asleep, so she closed her eyes and thought about things.

They are expected to be back in the evening. Cuicui's father said that he would bring someone over in the afternoon at the latest. I don't know if she can come back in time, but it's not a big problem for Zhaozhao to stay at home.

Lindong County is far away, but now that I have a solid order, I can arrange with the vendor there to ship goods every few days, saving me the hassle of traveling back and forth...

"Who is there!"

Uncle Ma Zi suddenly shouted softly, Cui Jingwen sat up with a start, and Lin also opened her eyes.

In the dim light, several shadows in the distance seemed to be approaching the ox cart.

Uncle Mazi clenched the whip in his hand, and Lin and Cui Jingwen also picked up the wooden sticks they had prepared in advance.

"No, no, don't do it, it's us."

This voice is somewhat familiar.

Cui Jingwen asked uncertainly, "Thick neck?"

"It's me, it's me... No!" As several people approached, the thick-necked man twisted his neck awkwardly to defend himself, "Why am I thick-necked? I have a name, Gao Dafu."

Cui Jingwen said casually: "Okay, okay, high neck is fine."

These people are sneaking around here, and I don’t know what they are trying to do, but they definitely don’t have any good intentions.

Cui Jingwen held the wooden stick tightly and did not dare to relax.

Today is their first day delivering goods to the restaurant, and there can be no mistakes.

When several people saw Lin, their faces almost broke with laughter. This expression seemed familiar. The two puppies at home were like this when they were hungry, but they had an extra tail.

Several people blocked the ox cart, and Uncle Mazi had to stop the cart for fear of hitting anyone.

"It's cold this early. Why are you here instead of sleeping?"

Lin got off the ox cart and walked slowly up to the group, with no impatience on her face.

Thick Neck's mouth pursed: "I'm so hungry I can't sleep. I want to eat instant noodles."

They originally planned to go to Xiahe Village and ask for food from Cui's house, but they didn't expect to meet them halfway.

Thick Neck was used to being looked down upon, so the sudden words of concern made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously told the truth.

Cui Jingwen was furious: "One meal isn't enough, are you guys going to rely on my house?"

The younger brother next to him said in a louder voice: "It's your blessing that our boss likes to eat your food..."

This is also called blessing.

Cui Jingwen rolled his eyes to the back of his head and rolled up his sleeves in anger, not looking like a scholar at all.

"If you can't speak, then shut up." The thick neck snorted at his subordinate, turned his face and said to Lin with grievance, "Auntie, your instant noodles are too delicious. I can't eat anything else."

"......"

Thick Neck had a brilliant idea and rubbed his hands together, saying, "Auntie, is there anything you need? Eggs? Meat buns? I'll go to the market and get some more. Can I trade them for some instant noodles?"

Cui Jingwen was stunned, and Lin couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"Don't be like this, you won't be able to..." Lin stopped talking halfway and didn't want to continue, feeling that it was a waste of words.

Looked at the thick-necked guys.

"Where do you usually live? Where is your home?"

Among five or six children, only one raised his hand.

“My family lives outside the city.