It was winter and the weather was cold, so Wu Daguang moved the TV to the house. The villagers who were far away were afraid that there was no place to sit, so they came to watch the TV with their own small stools.

After a while, Wu Daguang's big tiled house squeezed many villagers, and the news broadcast was playing on the TV. Thanks to the large-screen color TV bought by Wu Daguang, the villagers behind could see it.

There was a person in the village who didn't know about Wu Daguang buying a tractor and a TV. Butcher Liu stood in his yard and looked at the lights on the surrounding neighbors in confusion.

"Are they all going out to visit relatives?" Liu Butcher Liu murmured.

"The Daguang family bought a TV. They all went to watch TV. Everyone knew that you didn't like Daguang, so they didn't dare to tell you." Butcher Liu came out of the house with a bench in one hand and two pieces of vegetable cakes in the other.

"What are you doing?" Butcher Liu asked with a fat body.

"You can watch TV, you don't have money, you won't watch it if you don't watch it."

"When did Wu Daguang buy a TV?"

"I just bought it recently and bought a tractor."

"What, I bought a tractor?"

"I think you, don't compete with Da Guang. He is now a celebrity in the village."

"Why are you still holding a bench? Wu Daguang's family has a kang but he won't let him sit?"

"The villagers all went to see it and got somewhere I could sit."

Butcher Liu said, and he had already moved the bench out of the door.

Butcher Liu stood there for a while, thinking to himself, where did Wu Daguang get so much money? The noodle stall was so full that it was 20 or 30 yuan a day.

After searching for a while, he wanted to see where Wu Daguang could be in the scenery.

Before anyone could reach Wu Daguang's house, he heard someone discussing it from afar.

"You can't say it, this policy is good."

"We can make a fortune even if we farm."

Butcher Liu entered the Wu family's yard and saw the newly bought tractor. He couldn't help but touch it and sit down.

It's such a good thing, it would be great if it were my own.

Satisfied with curiosity, listened to the villagers' lively discussions in the house, and walked into the house.

The villagers were chatting so much that Butcher Liu didn't know when he came.

Butcher Liu felt his existence and felt severe suppression. He unconsciously coughed: "Everyone is watching TV."

"Yeah, isn't this Brother Liu? You've also watched TV." The villagers greeted.

"Well, I heard that Daguang bought a TV. Come and have a look." Butcher Liu held his mouth, looking different from this group of hard laborers.

Er Laizi was watching TV in the first row, tilting his head and greeted him happily: "Brother Liu is watching TV. It's time to perform Journey to the West later. Hurry up and sit down to watch it."

Since he followed Wu Daguang, his popularity has gradually gained popularity, not as bad as before. Occasionally, villagers would say hello to him, and it was the time when he turned over.

"Brother Liu, you see, there is no seat on the kang. There is a bench on Daguang's car. You can move it yourself and sit down to see." Er Laizi said casually.

Butcher Liu turned green when he heard this. What big things are there in the village? When did he not go there once? The benefits he got were not given priority in the village. A little gangster dared to talk to him like this. Let’s talk about the villagers, no one gave up his seat to him.

Ten thousand dissatisfactions in my heart.

It’s not easy to send it in front of everyone, so I went to the yard to find a bench.

Butcher Liu didn't like Daguang and couldn't stand Daguang's life better than himself, but it didn't prevent him from watching TV. Who doesn't like fresh items?

Not long after, Butcher Liu sat nearest to the main hall, smiling and talking about Journey to the West with the surrounding villagers.

The play of Journey to the West ended. It was already past ten o'clock. The villagers' enthusiasm remained unabated. They were chatting and laughing before leaving.

Butcher Liu put away his heart to talk about the plot with the villagers, got up and left, leaving a bench to block the door of the main hall and bedroom.

"Who is this? He is so immoral and will not put the bench next to it." The village woman expressed her dissatisfaction.

Butcher Liu could not hear it? At this time, he was already thinking about his butt and leaving the door, thinking about the contents of the TV series.

Butcher Liu hummed a small song, just as he was beautiful. Wu Daguang's silly face flashed through his mind, instantly destroying all his good mood and ruining the scenery. What is Wu Daguang? He is now riding on his head.

Er Laizi helped pack up his things at Wu Daguang's house, touched the TV several times before leaving.

The next day, Wu Daguang no longer had to get up early to go to the market. The tractor was steadily fast, and the town farther away could catch up even if it was an hour in advance.

He drove a brand new tractor to the market, which also made Wu Daguang famous.

What Wu Daguang didn't know was that since yesterday, Butcher Liu's eyes have been on him.

When Tianxiaji went home, he calculated his days. Er Laizi had been working in the noodle stall for a month and it was time to pay him a salary.

After a month, Er Laizi did a good job, he should do whatever he shouldn't do, and he should take over everything he can. Speaking of which, Er Laizi is an employee, and employees should have the benefits that employees should have. Wu Daguang thought about giving an extra eight yuan bonus, and if he did a good job, he should be rewarded.

After counting out 208 yuan, he went to the wing room to find Er Laizi who was making soup. Er Laizi felt guilty when he saw Wu Daguang's serious appearance.

"What's wrong with Brother Guang, what's wrong?"

Wu Daguang threw the smallest-sized clothes he bought in the town last time into Erlaizi's arms: "What day have you forgotten?"

Erlaizi held his new clothes and was full of doubts: "What day?"

"Do you have been working for a month." Wu Daguang continued to remind.

Er Laizi suddenly realized: "Yes, Brother Guang, it's been a month since he worked, and it's time to get his wages."

Wu Daguang took out the prepared 208 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Er Laizi. In order to satisfy Er Laizi's desire to count money, he specially chose a bad money to make Er Laizi addicted to counting.

Er Laizi held a stack of fur tickets, some of which were a few cents and some of which were a few. No matter how high it was, it would be gone.

"Guang, Brother Guang, is this my salary?" Er Laizi couldn't believe that such a pile of money had never been seen before.

"Two hundred and eight dollars, eight dollars are the reward for what you did."

"It's so much money for 200 yuan, Brother Guang, I, Zhang Erlai, will be rich in the future." Erlaizi was simply not so excited.

"You go home and count the money, I'll cook the soup."

Erlaizi was so excited that he held his new clothes and held more than 200 yuan: "Then I'll go home first."

Wu Daguang nodded and looked at the second lazi who was like a monkey, and he was speechless again.

Er Laizi took one step at a time, rushed out of the Wu family's wing room in a hurry, walked to the gate, remembered something, and turned back: "Brother Guang, I will go home and count first, and then pay you back. Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, I am thinking about buying some meat for the Chinese New Year, I will pay you one hundred this month, and fifty next month."
Chapter completed!