Zhang Erlai ran to see his new house early in the morning. Wu Daguang greeted Li Tong and some people and took the money to buy something in the village.

About half an hour later, Wu Daguang came back, carrying a millet egg in his hand.

At the dining table...

"Have you been to the market?" Wu Daguang asked.

Except for Li Tong, the other four shook their heads.

"How about we go to the market in a while?"

"Brother Guang, what are your specialties?" Liu Qi was most curious about the local specialties.

"Special products? Is the land counting?" Wu Daguang said with a smile. The valley was poor and had nothing except the scenery all over the ground. In five or six years, tourism development might drive the economy of nearby villages.

Halfway through breakfast, villagers began to come to the door one after another.

An aunt came to Wu Daguang's house with a basket of corn on her back: "Daguang, this is the corn in the field, it is still tender, cooked and eaten for children from big cities to try it."

Another elder brother took a cloth bag of peanuts: "Daguang, you are promising. Our village is poor and there is nothing good. I'm looking for you to not farm. I have to buy anything you want to eat. I'll get you a bag of peanuts, all of which have just been produced."

At this time, a woman in the crowd shyly squeezed out of the crowd and came over with two fish in her hand: "Da Guang, my man went to the river to fish yesterday and touched a few white lotus, I'll get you two." The woman was the woman who had snatched the apricot blossom clothes.

At this time, they were a group of simple villagers. Because they often went to the fields to work, their skin was dark and red, and they were young and had very heavy head-up patterns.

The unruly and simple villagers depend entirely on the ability of the parties involved.

"Thank you for your kindness, you guys come here with so many things, why am I so embarrassed? You said I came back empty-handed and didn't bring anything."

"Daguang, what do you say? We are happy to give you something. If you don't take it, you will be fond of us." The villagers said.

Be kind and you'll accept the things.

I heard that Wu Daguang was going to the market, and the tractor truck was filled with people, and most of these people just went to the market to stroll around.

He pulled a large group of people to the town in a mighty manner.

Brother Wu walked into the market entrance, and every stall owner recognized him.

"Da Guang is back. I heard from Sister Zhang that you are doing well in the county. When will you support me?"

"Thank you, please carry your shoes to Daguang."

"It seems that you can make some ink."

Wu Daguang laughed and responded: "I want you to go to work for me. I'm just afraid that some people can't bear to leave their wives and children warm up the kang."

Liu Qi was beside Wu Daguang and couldn't help asking: "Brother Guang, you know each other no matter how you know each other."

Wu Daguang glanced around the market and pointed to the place where he set up a stall before: "At this time last year, I sold noodles there."

"Sell noodles?" Liu Qi was puzzled. How could Wu Daguang, a big factory manager, sell noodles?

"That's right, last year I walked the market like them, and I took the cart with my strength. This is the closest market to our village. Every day I get up in the middle of the night and go back to make soup after the market. During that time, I dozed off while sitting, my legs were numb, and I didn't know if the soles of my shoes were torn." Wu Daguang sighed, and he no longer wanted to suffer like that last year.

"Brother Guang, why did you take over a clothing factory in just one year?" Li Tong suddenly became curious about this. He didn't care about how hard he ended, because he had suffered such hardships.

"The water flows to the lower part, and people walk to the higher part." Wu Daguang pointed to several noodle stalls: "At that time, I was the only one of the noodle stalls. After a long time, people would definitely follow the examples. A noodle stall earned 20 yuan a day, and the more noodle stalls, they would make less money. So I found a factory and delivered food on time. After a month, I added the money I made at the market, and I also had more than 1,000 yuan a month. I made money and I always wanted to live a comfortable life. I used to be able to hold a wedding and funeral, and I could still take advantage of it. I went to the county town to host a wedding. When I saw the prosperity of the county town, I began to think about going to the county town." Wu Daguang sighed that if he had not been reborn, he would probably not dare to take such a risk.

"Brother Guang, what do you know?" asked another female college student.

"The days were hard at that time. As long as you can afford the money, you have to know it even if you don't know it." Wu Daguang said.

Liu Qi was beside Wu Daguang, looking at Wu Daguang's side face. She began to think that Wu Daguang would give them a salary of 1,000 yuan when he opened his mouth. He was a local rich man who was a loser and had no business acumen at all. Now, he was quite charming when he heard Wu Daguang talk about his past. He was a person who could endure hardships and enjoy happiness. Men who had suffered hardships know how to cherish them.

When the nearby stall owner heard Wu Daguang talk about what happened last year, he couldn't help but interrupt: "Daguang's favorite saying is that suffering losses are a blessing. If you suffer a small loss and enjoy a great blessing, we all think he is stupid. But one day an old man came to his noodle stall. The old man was very energetic and could not afford the money. If we put this matter on us, we must hold the old man and let him go without saying a word. We advised him at that time. As a result, the next day, the old man not only gave him the front, but also gave him a way of wealth. Do you think he is angry or not?"

Sister Zhang looked at this place in front of the stall for a long time, and looked like Wu Daguang, but she was not sure. Wu Daguang is now the factory manager, how could he appear here?

Sister Zhang took her ears and eavesdropped on a few words, confirming that the person was Wu Daguang, which was different from the one she had seen before. She relied on clothes and horses and saddles, and was dressed cleanly, and she looked more like a little white face on the stage.

"Daguang, why are you back?" Sister Zhang greeted from a distance with a loud voice.

Before Wu Daguang could answer, Xinghua ran towards Sister Zhang excitedly: "Aunt, Xinghua is back to see you."

Wu Daguang replied immediately: "I was too busy some time ago. I am going to come back to stay for a few days these days, take a break, and then bring a few designers from big cities to the mountains to have fun."

Xinghua ran straight to Sister Zhang and hugged her.

"It's time to take a break. I saw you last time. You were so busy that you didn't have time to eat. Your body is the capital of the revolution, so you have to pay attention." Sister Zhang kindly reminded.

"Okay." When chatting with Sister Zhang, Wu Daguang remembered something. In the past, Sister Zhang would bring needlework and thread to embroider when she sold clothes. "Sister Zhang, are you still embroidering now?"

"I won't embroidery anymore. Now I can't even get busy selling clothes, but I can't afford to embroider that."

"Then do you have any embroidery items you have embroidered before?" Wu Daguang asked.

When Wu Daguang asked, Sister Zhang slapped her forehead: "Look at my memory. I also embroidered a sachet for Xinghua. I went back to Wang's house. I'll look for it."
Chapter completed!