Rebirth to 80s: Daughter-in-law is a Bit Spicy

Chapter 461: : Feihuang Tengda (2 more)

"Dajun, my name is Xia Dajun."

Xia Dajun wiped his face, all red with blood.

The eldest master thought, it's really a rush to the street, and I haven't learned how to reply.

But this rush to the street rescued him, even if Master Kun didn't say that sentence, the young master would still support Xia Dajun. Only under the heavy reward can there be a brave husband, so that other people will not see the heavy reward. In the future, when encountering similar situations, how can anyone give up their lives to save?

Xia Dajun didn't understand anything.

What the eldest master said, he did what he did.

Anyway, he listened to Brother Hui, Brother Hui is dead.

Brother Hui listened to Lord Kun again, I don't know if Lord Kun is dead. Master Kun asked him to protect the "Young Master", and if he saved the Young Master, he would be able to fly, and then he would save the Young Master.

The young master seemed to dislike him as stupid, Xia Dajun saw it, but he didn't say anything.

When leaving the Anqing County Hospital, Xia Dajun had no money on him, and he did not have a letter of introduction, so he went to the south under the skin of the train. He was deceived, beaten, and almost taken away and sold to Nanyang Rubber Plantation as a coolie. Later, he worked with Brother Hui. Although Brother Hui often scolded them, he was happy to pay them.

There are also fights when unloading goods at the dock.

Dajun Xia didn't dare to fight at first, and Brother Hui said he didn't dare to chop others, so he waited to be hacked to death by others.

Of course Xia Dajun didn't want to die. Anyway, he was very strong, so he could do whatever Brother Hui said... but he ended his wandering life and worked at the dock for two or three months. I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing tonight. Brother Hui is dead. He can only follow the eldest master.

The young master was also injured, and Xia Dajun tore his clothes to pieces and bound the wound according to the method taught by the young master.

Halfway through the tie, he suddenly stood up.

He remembered that all the wages he had earned in these three months were still hidden under the bed. He had to get the money back!

The young master almost went mad.

"Push the street, you can't afford a cufflink on my dress with that little money!"

The golden thighs in front of him didn't know how to hold them tightly. The young master really wanted to kill Xia Dajun with a single shot.

Are cufflinks so valuable?

The young master's half of his sleeves were gone, and his arm was bloody, Xia Dajun squatted down to help the young master continue to wrap his wounds. His mind is full of iron pots he has pressed under the bed, which is almost three months of his salary. Although it was dangerous to follow Brother Hui to fight and kill at the dock, and his salary was high, Dajun Xia had already saved nearly two thousand yuan. But the young master said, two thousand dollars can not buy a button on the clothes.

Xia Dajun saw what the eldest master said on the market.

The eldest master's wound hurt so badly. Seeing his disbelief on his face, he was so angry that he couldn't care about the wound pain.

He must let this throw his eyes on the street!

The young master's brain was very clever, and he commanded Xia Dajun, hiding in Tibet all the way, hiding in a small fishing boat across the sea. In this way, Dajun Xia reached the boundary of Hong Kong inexplicably, and was taken by the young master to the mansion in Mid-Levels.

The family doctor rushed forward to check the body of the young master.

The young master scolded his men for eating shit, and called everywhere to find "traitors".

Leather sofas, crystal chandeliers, and wool carpets on the floor are not too good for ankles. The white wool carpet was stained with blood, and Xia Dajun couldn't help but shrank his feet. Is this thing used to step on?

The young master seemed to have finally noticed him.

"You come here."

Xia Dajun moved over.

The eldest master was not going to beat him, but asked him what he wanted, whether he was going to be the person in charge at the entrance of the hall, or to work in a company in Central.

Xia Dajun couldn't understand it.

"Young Master, can you bury Brother Hui..."

Brother Hui took him in and was hacked to death. In order to carry the young master, Xia Dajun left Brother Hui's body at the dock.

The young master didn't expect this to be what he asked for.

Brother Hui?

Oh, I'm talking about someone who licked his face and smiled at A Kun.

The young master just remembered that he hadn't collected A Kun's body yet. Although the people below will do it, how can it be better if he personally orders it. He felt that Xia Dajun was either too stupid or too scheming. At this time, he only made such a request?

Based on the experience on the road, the young master thinks that it is very likely to be too stupid.

Stupid like this, what kind of person in charge should you be!

Not to mention the fact that the company in Central does not speak Cantonese or English, and it is annoying to be a security captain.

The young master asked Xia Dajun to heal his injuries.

Xia Dajun received several stabs on his body, but fortunately he was as strong as an ox to survive. When he was brought to the young master again, it was two hours later. The sky was already dark. The young master didnt sleep all night. He seemed to be in a bad spirit. With a cigarette in his hand, he almost burned to the cigarette butt. .

Seeing Xia Dajun coming, the young master put out the cigarette:

"I didn't find your brother Hui's body, maybe someone was thrown into the sea to feed the fish...Master A Kun is dead, and his promise to you still counts. From now on, you will follow my side to do things, and you will definitely be frightened!"

Xia Dajun nodded.

The eldest master's face was so sullen that he didn't dare to ask what his salary was.

Dont carry too many bags at the dock, right?

Can you open 800 yuan a month?

I heard that in factories opened by foreigners in the Special Economic Zone, people who work in them can earn 400 yuan a month.

If the young master could give him 800 yuan a month and earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, in his hometown in Anqing, he would be a feihuang tengda!

As for what to do after Feihuang Tengda, Xia Dajun hadn't expected that far. He always wants to fly first, right? In the past, the conflicts in the family were not caused by poverty. When he got to the south, Dajun Xia knew that there were so many rich people. In Dahe Village, whoever has relatives can work as workers in the city, earning dozens or hundreds of yuan a month is a great thing.

Only when he got to the south did he realize that dozens or hundreds of yuan is nothing. He saved more than one thousand in three months at the dock.

Of course, he didn't have that much money to carry the bag. He still helped Brother Hui fight, and many of them were "bonuses" that Brother Hui said.

But the young master said that with that money, he couldn't buy a cufflink on his clothes.

Xia Dajun opened his eyes again.

If he makes money and goes back, he might be able to face the things he was afraid of avoiding before, and it can be solved!

...

In the evening, Tang Hongen finished his busy day and was finally able to rest.

As soon as he got on the bus, he asked Xiao Wang, "I asked you to record the Tiananmen Square celebration. Have you recorded it?"

Xiao Wang looked excited, "It's recorded, have you seen Xia Xiaolan, and actually gave her a shot..."

Tang Hongen closed his eyes and rested.

Of course he saw Xia Xiaolan.

But he seems to have seen other people.

The camera flickered so fast that he couldn't see it clearly. The video tape can be paused. Tang Hongen sent Xiao Wang away and stuffed the tape into the video recorder. He watched the Tiananmen Square celebration again. After Xia Xiaolan's close-up shot that paused for three seconds, the shot quickly passed the others.

Tang Hongen pressed pause several times before he really found the picture he wanted.

His hands trembled.

Is it right?

The picture quality is so vague, the outline is a bit like.

...Have not seen it in 12 years!