Who wouldn’t want to do this kind of job where you can make money without leaving home?

Now everyone in the village knows that Song Wenjun is generous, and Li Yuhua helps her feed chickens, ducks and pigs, and earns ten yuan a month. Some people are so jealous that they can't sleep for half the night.

Wang Cui'e was laughed at, she couldn't keep her face off, and she cursed so much that it was annoying.

Afraid that she would block everyone's way of getting rich, a few women who were not afraid of trouble dragged her aside and told her to shut up.

"If you have anything else to ask, feel free to ask."

One of the men, whose hands were covered with calluses, raised his hand.

"Niece-in-law, how much can you give me?"

"Old Suntou, didn't you hear she said there was a test? Can you write your own name?"

Being targeted, Wang Cui'e was full of resentment and couldn't help but shoot at the lonely old man Sun Yu'an.

The old man rolled his eyes at her, "I can't write names, but I can build a house."

He has worked as a mason all his life, but because of his age, no one in the construction team wanted him. He didn’t have a fishing boat at home, and he only had a few acres of thin land. In bad years, there was no harvest. If he sold seafood, it was not valuable. You can think of ways to make money and support yourself.

"Uncle, if you meet my recruitment requirements, we will pay the price for large-scale jobs outside, and we will provide you with a meal at noon."

Everyone was talking about it, it would be great if this was the case. When you go out to work, no one cares about three meals a day, and you have to find a place to live.

Old Suntou said that when he went out to build houses for people, the coffins of dead people lived in them.

You can make money at your doorstep, and everyone wants to give it a try.

Everyone was very enthusiastic and wanted to recruit workers tomorrow. Seeing that no one was willing to leave, Song Wenjun had to ask them to line up under the tree at the door. She prepared and started recruiting workers.

Seeing her take out a spatula that only a bricklayer can use, Wang Cui'e grinded her back molars and said bitterly, "Old Suntou, you have taken advantage of me. My Wenjun has a good heart, otherwise where would you find such a good thing? "

Lao Suntou looked at her. This old woman was talking nonsense and was too lazy to pay attention to her.

"Okay, now if you want to build a house for me, come to me and get a piece of paper. You can do whatever I say. If you don't do it right, I'm sorry. I don't need you, so don't be angry."

what does it mean?Everyone in the village was confused.

Wen Nengwu, who had just gotten off the boat last night, was standing behind the crowd. The news that his father had his hat thrown off by Lu Yunting's words spread throughout the island.

At first, everyone took it as a joke. Lu Yunting was not as famous as Song Wenhao, and many people did not know who he was.

But later, a big-character poster was posted on the bulletin wall of the township government about Wen Chunsheng's dismissal. Only later did everyone realize that Lu Yunting of Chishuigou Village was very capable.

Some words changed as they were passed around. Lu Yunting was said to be miraculous, saying that he could control everyone's life and death, and that if he didn't like anyone, he would be thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Wen Nengwu sneered, he has really made a mistake these years. If he had known that Lu Yunting had these two brushes, he should have...

A vicious thought flashed across my mind. Is there any regret medicine in the world?Besides, even if he wanted to kill Lu Yunting, his brother Wen Nengwen would probably not agree.

Damn it, the second chair is neither male nor female, he has lost all his face.

And this Song Wenjun is not even a thing. The whole village is secretly discussing how she got rich, but no one can figure it out. They have no idea where she got her wealth.

Now she is building a house with great fanfare just to give the Wen family eye drops. She has to fight for her reputation even if she doesn't make steamed buns. Just wait, he won't give up.

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