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Chapter 11 Cousin Fang Jin
When Yang Xingyu got up early the next morning, it was dawn and his mother, Fang Xiaomei, was making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Mom, where is my dad?"

Yang Xingyu walked into the kitchen, squeezing out toothpaste and preparing to wash his face, and asked casually.

Fang Xiaomei sat behind the stove to light the fire and said casually: "I went to weed the vegetable field. The weather forecast said it will be sunny today. Your dad is working while the sun hasn't come out yet and it's not hot. When we finish weeding, the sun will come out soon." When the time comes, the hoeed grass will be burned to death by the sun."

Yang Xingyu said oh, took an enamel jar and scooped out half a jar of water, walked outside the kitchen, squatted under the eaves and started brushing his teeth.

Fang Xiaomei walked slowly to the kitchen door, wiping her hands on the apron around her waist, looking at her son, and asked hesitantly: "Xiaoyu, do you really want to sell roast duck at home? Do you know how to roast it?"

Yang Xingyu said vaguely while brushing his teeth: "What are you talking about? I can do well in all exams, but I still can't roast duck? Do you think I learned cooking in vain during my several years in college?"

Fang Xiaomei still frowned, looking a little worried, "Then can you bear the hardship? I heard that it is very tiring to do business and have to worry about things. You have mainly been studying these years, so you have never suffered. Your dad and I are afraid that you won’t be able to do it for long, and you’ll be too tired and won’t want to do it anymore.”

suffer?

Yang Xingyu thought of a joke he had heard before: If you can endure hardship, eat more.

I also thought about the hard times I had during those few entrepreneurial years before I was reborn.

He smiled, took the time to finish brushing his teeth, rinsed his mouth, and after spitting out the water, he stood up and said to his mother: "Mom! You're right, I can't bear hardship, but your son, I can't stand poverty! So, in order not to be poor, I will endure any hardship!"

Fang Xiaomei was stunned when she heard this, a little dizzy from her son's tongue-twisting words.

By the time she came to her senses, Yang Xingyu had strode out of the kitchen, got on the motorcycle parked in the yard last night, and skillfully started the motorcycle.

"Where are you going? It's so early in the morning and you haven't had breakfast yet!"

Fang Xiaomei walked out of the kitchen and asked in surprise.

"I'm going to the square room to borrow something from my cousin! You don't have to wait for me for breakfast!"

As Yang Xingyu said that, he rode away. The courtyard door was opened in the morning. It was like this in the countryside. The first thing he did when he got up every day was to open the gate and courtyard door.

Opening the door is to brighten up the main room, and opening the courtyard door is to let the chickens and ducks in the yard out to look for food.

Fangwu Village is where Fang Xiaomei’s natal family is.

Yang Xingyu's eldest uncle and second uncle all live there, about four or five miles away from Yangjiaba.

Yang Xingyu arrived shortly after riding a motorcycle.

But he did not enter the village, but went directly to a row of self-built houses on the road in front of the village.

The self-built houses on the roadside were all built by people from Fangwu Village. One of them was built by his cousin Fang Jin a few years ago.

Speaking of Fang Jin, he was originally a very cheerful and motivated person.

But a few years ago, while Fang Jin was working outside, he encountered a car accident, which completely changed his life.

Since then, Fang Jin's left leg has been lame and he can no longer walk like a normal person. He always walks with a limp.

The driver who caused the accident paid him a sum of money.

After Fang Jin returned home with the money, he soon built a two-story building on the side of the road. He thought about building a small building, marrying a wife, having a child, and spending the rest of his life with his wife and children. .

His plan should be said to be pretty good.

But he overestimated the attraction of a small building to women, or underestimated the impact of lameness on his marriage.

In short, now that several years have passed, he is still the only one living in his small building, and he has never found his mistress.

In Yang Xingyu's memory, around 06, Fang Jin was very decadent. Although he opened a canteen in a small building he built, the size of the canteen was small and the variety of things sold in the store was not large. There was no business at all.

And Fang Jin is not in a hurry. He just sits behind the counter and plays computer and games every day. The money he makes every month from practicing account training on behalf of others in the game is higher than his income from the canteen.In addition, Fang Jin is also a self-taught electrician.

This guy occasionally goes to the scrap collection station and picks up some old electrical appliances. Then he removes some parts from the old appliances and repairs other old appliances. After repairing them, he puts them on the He sells them in his canteen and also sells them online.

As far as Yang Xingyu knows, Fang Jin can not only repair TVs, fans, and battery carts, but also old video players, amplifiers, and speakers.

During the few years he lived in this small building, Fang Jin also developed a hobby of collecting old tapes, CDs and vinyl records.

When he has nothing to do, Fang Jin likes to use the record player he repaired and play some old songs from decades ago in the store.

In his words, he is already a nostalgic music enthusiast.

No, as soon as Yang Xingyu parked his motorcycle at the entrance of Fang Jin's canteen, he heard Cai Fenghua's song "Absolute Emptiness" coming from the store.

"Absolute emptiness,
Like a rubbish heap untouched,
Absolute emptiness,

Lover, who do you belong to tonight?
......"

Needless to say, the sound quality is really excellent, far better than what Yang Xingyu felt when he listened to this song on the computer before.

Park the motorcycle.

Yang Xingyu strode into the store with a smile on his face.

At a glance, I saw my cousin Fang Jin coming out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of noodles in his hand. There were vegetables on the noodles, and there seemed to be shredded pork?
"Brother! Morning!"

Yang Xingyu greeted him affectionately.

Fang Jin was surprised and stopped, "Xiaoyu? Why are you here so early in the morning?"

Yang Xingyu didn't answer, but asked: "Brother, you have just cooked these noodles? Haven't you had time to eat them yet?"

Fang Jin nodded subconsciously, "Yeah, yes! Have you eaten in the morning? If you come earlier, I will cook some for you!"

Yang Xingyu walked over with a smile, took away the noodle bowl in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay! I'll just eat this bowl. You can cook another bowl! Hehe."

He had a good relationship with Fang Jin since he was a child. He would come to his grandmother's house to play every winter and summer vacation. At that time, he mainly played with a few cousins.

Therefore, he was not polite at all to Fang Jin.

Fang Jin looked at his empty hands, looked at Yang Xingyu who was already sitting behind the counter in a funny and helpless way, picked up a handful of noodles, blew on them, and was about to eat, and sighed: "You are a devil entering the village! Devil! Not as much as you!"

As he said that, he walked to the counter, leaned against the counter, and asked: "Hey! You haven't said why you came to my place so early in the morning? You must have something to do when you come so early today, right?"

Yang Xingyu happily swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and he actually ate the shredded pork. Apart from anything else, the shredded pork noodles made by Fang Jin tasted really good. Maybe Fang Jin lived here alone and often cooked meat. Because of the silk noodles?
"Come and borrow two things from you!"

After Yang Xingyu finished speaking, he took out another chopstick of noodles, blew on it, and put it into his mouth.

Fang Jin looked at him and asked with a smile, "You're not here to lend me my head, are you?"

"Pfft...cough..."

Yang Xingyu was so amused by his words that he burst out laughing and choked with laughter. He coughed several times and choked out tears.

Fang Jin looked at this scene with a smile, seeming to be proud of his successful revenge.

His eyes seemed to say: You deserve it!Let you grab my noodles!

　Ask for a collection and ask for a recommendation ticket
　　


(End of this chapter)