Huang Dongliang, you are dead!

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Shi Zhijian got out of the car and stretched.

The roads in Bangkok were very bumpy, which gave him a headache all over his body.

Looking around, there are still scattered ferries along the river. These people who rely on ferry boats have long been accustomed to this kind of idle life. If someone crosses the river, they will make money. If no one crosses the river, they will play cards and laugh together, regardless of whether they can or not.

Can I earn enough money to support my wife?

Boatman Aji now regarded Shi Zhijian as his regular customer. He spotted Shi Zhijian dressed in white from a long way away. He hurriedly pushed the boat over and shouted: "Mr. Shi, are you going back?" But he spoke in Chinese.

In the past few days, Shi Zhijian often talked to him on and off the shore. In order to win over this old customer, Aji learned a lot of Chinese, such as "Good luck!" and "Wish you good luck!"

Shi Zhijian smiled and nodded, asking Aji to drive the boat closer, and then jumped on board.

The boat shook a little, and Aji hurriedly used a bamboo pole to stabilize the boat, "Mr. Shi, you look very happy today?"

"Yes, we negotiated a big deal."

"I knew earlier, Mr. Shi, that you are not an ordinary person. You are not like the red-eyed Ah San or the leprosy Ah Si who do nothing but play cards, eat and drink every day."

"Ah San, Ah Si?"

"No, that's them!" Aji pointed to the place where he came just now, where several people were playing cards and having fun.

"They do these things every day, it's so boring!"

"What about you? What do you do?"

"I watched them playing cards! If you come back, I will support you to go back!"

Shi Zhijian laughed dumbly.

On the deck of Master Ma's wooden house, Miss Axiang was wearing coarse clothes and an apron. She got a big herring from somewhere and was cooking the big fish.

A Ji, a bad guy, was singing songs and pushing the boat over. Shi Zhijian was standing on the bow of the boat, dressed in white and standing in the wind. He was so cool and dazzling.

"Damn!" When Ah Xiang saw that Shi Zhijian was about to come back, she immediately threw away the fish that was smelling fishy in her hands and ran back to the house to start cooking.

Shi Zhijian didn't know why, but when he saw her running all the way back to the house, he was about to wave to her and say hello, so he had to put his hand down.

"Here we are! Mr. Shi." Aji docked the boat in front of the cabin. It was broad daylight now, and since he had taken Shi Zhijian back and forth many times, he was no longer as scared as before.

The rumor of lowering one's head in Thailand is so miraculous that it makes people cringe, but living in poverty is even more terrifying.

Shi Zhijian paid the money and jumped off the boat. As soon as he arrived on the deck, he saw Miss Axiang walking out of the house with her legs bent.

Axiang changed her clothes. It was a beautiful floral pleated skirt and a pair of red sandals. She also applied makeup and eyeliner on her face, making her originally delicate face look even more charming.

"Are you back?" Ah Xiang lowered his head and said to Shi Zhijian.

Shi Zhijian looked at her and said, "Yes, are you killing fish?"

"Yes, you always say that I am harsh on you. I make porridge for you, and today I will get you a fish to make up for it."

"Thank you in advance!" Shi Zhijian smiled and was about to walk over.

Axiang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "That's it. You have nothing else to say?"

Shi Zhijian was startled for a moment, "Oh, right -"

Axiang immediately laughed: "How?" Her eyes were full of expectation.
Chapter completed!