CIATB Chapter 429 The White Widow Strikes
Chapter 429 The White Widow Strikes
Chapter 429 The White Widow Strikes
"Jia Zhang, don't deceive others too much, I'm also your father-in-law!"
He Daqing reluctantly stopped, and said very dissatisfied.
Pick shit?
Is that what a man like him in the Forty-Nine City can do?
If this is seen by others, it will be a joke for a lifetime.
"I went to the street office to ask for a day off for you. They said that you are not feeling well today, and they can still force you to dig out the excrement?"
"Otherwise, wait until Shazhu comes back from get off work, and then I will ask him to pick up the dung for you."
If it weren't for He Daqing's brains, he thought of two excuses in the blink of an eye.
Anyway, it is impossible to dig out the dung, and He Daqing can't afford to lose that person.
"no!"
Jia Zhang refused without even thinking about it.
"The sub-district office has already asked for a day off on the first day of the new year. How can Sha Zhu have the energy to dig out the excrement when he comes back from work all day?"
She didn't want silly Zhu to climb onto her bed smelly.
Silly Zhu's energy belongs to her, so she can't waste it on rough work like digging out excrement.
"At home, you don't do anything every day."
"Why, you're only in your early sixties and you're thinking about retirement? What good things are you thinking about!"
He Daqing was immediately blocked by her and couldn't speak.
"Either you can honestly dig out the dung for me today, or you can get out of the yard, you choose yourself!"
Jia Zhang held her head high with her nostrils upturned, and kindly gave He Daqing two options.
I can't bully Qin Huairu, and I can't deal with you, He Daqing?
Fart father-in-law, why are you a good match?
How many years has her mother died in the Qing Dynasty!
"I, I'm going to dig out the dung!"
He Daqing struggled for a long time, seeing that Jia Zhang refused to leave any room for himself, so he had no choice but to agree bitterly.
"But it's okay, just today, and tomorrow you can find whoever you want for the job of digging out the dung!"
As long as there is still a little room for choice, why does he want to make compromises with Jia Zhang?
"Hmph, that's about the same. The tools are all in Yan Xiecheng's place in the front yard. You can go get them yourself."
After tidying up He Daqing, Jia Zhang's mood improved a lot, twisting the waist of the bucket and walking slowly towards the house.
In the front yard, He Daqing approached Yan Jiecheng.
"Xie Cheng, Uncle He wants to ask you for a favor. Let's talk to each other?"
Yan Jiecheng glared at him and didn't speak, but went outside, took a bunch of tools and threw them in front of He Daqing, then turned his head and left.
He Daqing didn't need to open his mouth, he knew what He Daqing wanted to do.
Don't you just want to help him dig out the dung?
Bah, don't even think about it!
"I'll give you the money."
He Daqing took out a small stack of ten-cent notes from his pocket without hesitation, and Yan Jiecheng, who was opposite him, looked straight at him immediately.
"Then how much do you pay?"
Now Yan Jiecheng was not in a hurry to leave, this was a good opportunity to make money, if he missed it, he would not be able to sleep for half a month.
Isn't it just digging out dung?
As long as the money is in place, no one will try to compete with Yan Jiecheng for business.
"Billed by the day, thirty cents a day."
He Daqing put the money back into his pocket and looked at Yan Jiecheng with a smile.
This price is not low. Thirty cents is equivalent to more than a dozen work points in the countryside. Even a strong laborer can only earn this amount of money if he works from dawn to dusk for two days.
Of course, it was in the countryside, and this amount of money was not enough in Forty-Nine City.
Hearing He Daqing's offer, Yan Xiecheng turned away with a dark face.
It's only [-] cents a day, why are you teasing a fool?
Even the small briquette factory where he has been working has a salary of [-] yuan a month, and the work is much easier than digging out dung.
"I'll give you fifty cents a day!"
Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was leaving, He Daqing immediately raised his offer.
"The price is not low. Fifty cents a day is 15 yuan a month. It can be worth two days of working in a briquette factory!"
He Daqing finally gave a sincere price this time.
Yan Jiecheng turned his head and glanced at him, "One yuan a day, give the money first, otherwise you can go to the public toilet to dig out the excrement by yourself."
He bet that He Daqing would never go to the dry toilet to dig out excrement by himself.
After half an hour of extreme tugging, both parties took a step back and finally negotiated a price.
He Daqing hired Yan Jiecheng to dig out the excrement for him at a price of sixty-six cents a day.
But there is an additional condition, that is, He Daqing must accompany him to help.
In the past, Yan Xiecheng used to go to public toilets to dig out excrement by himself. Sometimes, he couldn't do it alone. Bringing a helper can also reduce his work pressure.
"Let's go, I'll be in charge of digging out dung for a while, and you will be responsible for guarding me."
Yan Jiecheng took the initiative to pick up the two dung buckets, and motioned He Daqing to pick up the dung spoon and follow him.
The reason why someone needs to be on the lookout is because I have to go to the women's bathroom to dig out excrement, and it's really impossible if no one stops me outside.
If half of the money comes in and a woman goes to the toilet, it will be troublesome to be treated as a hooligan.
He Daqing followed Yan Jiecheng with a dung spoon in his hand, and the two walked towards the public toilet in the alley together.
There are a total of twelve public toilets under the jurisdiction of the Sub-district Office, that is to say, as long as the two of them act quickly, there is every hope that they will finish their work before dark.
With He Daqing on the sidelines, Yan Jiecheng's excavation work went smoothly today, and a dry toilet was quickly completed.
"Uncle He, it's really thanks to you. When you come to my house after today's work, I'll buy you some water."
Yan Jiecheng was in a good mood. Just now He Daqing blocked several groups of people for him outside the women's toilet, which saved a lot of unnecessary trouble.
"Let's go quickly, finish work early and call it a day!"
He Daqing urged impatiently from behind.
Unlike Yan Jiecheng, who is used to digging out excrement, he is still nauseated.
The two walked out of the alley quickly, but unexpectedly they ran into two acquaintances at the entrance of the alley.
Two acquaintances that He Daqing was least willing to see at this time.
They were just He Daqing's acquaintances, Yan Jiecheng didn't know them at all.
"Old man, where are my brother and my brother?"
Bai Yanliang, the second child of the Bai family, yelled loudly when he saw He Daqing for the first time.
Years ago, his elder brother Bai Yansong and younger brother Bai Yanjie accompanied He Daqing to Sijiu City to visit relatives, but they didn't expect the three of them to leave without returning.
So just after the new year, the White Widow brought her second child, Bai Yanliang, to find her.
"He Daqing, Yansong and Yanjie, why haven't they returned after staying in Sijiu City for so long?"
"Also, how did you get into the job of digging out dung?"
The White Widow looked at He Daqing who was carrying the dung bucket in disbelief, with indescribable doubt and contempt in her eyes.
I haven't seen him for only ten days, why does He Daqing seem like a different person?
Of course, compared with how Daqing's body changed, she was most concerned about the whereabouts of her two sons.
"Suqing, the two brothers think Sijiu City is fun, and want to spend a few more days in the city."
"You also know that it's useless for me to say anything about what the two brothers decided."
He Daqing tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, pretending to be calm and spreading his hands to the White Widow.
If Bai Suqing knew that her two sons were arrested by the police station for murder, would she drag herself to die together?
Anyway, He Daqing didn't dare to gamble at all.