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The sky is blue, white clouds are floating in the sky, and a group of birds spread their wings and soaring in the sky. Today's sunshine is bright and brilliant, without the scorching heat in June. The cool breeze blows from time to time, making people feel refreshed.

Lin Zijie carried his backpack and laptop, and stopped a taxi at the intersection, which went straight to Hanjiang Station and took the bus to Daqiao Town.

The car started soon. Lin Zijie sat in the car window, opened the window, blew the cool breeze, and looked at the scenery passing by. Half an hour later, the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the city gradually disappeared. What remained were golden wheat fields, some clear rivers, as well as some villages and some mountains, forming a picture of a mountain and river village, full of tranquility and tranquility.

After another hour, the car drove into Daqiao Town. Lin Zijie looked at his hometown. A spacious street was infinitely extended, with five or six-story buildings standing on both sides. The whole environment seemed to be quite good. Daqiao Town's economic conditions were not very backward.

The car entered the station of Daqiao Town. Lin Zijie got out of the car and stepped on the land in his hometown, giving him a strong sense of belonging. The feeling of being always lonely seemed to fade a lot.

After searching for memories, Lin Zijie learned that his home was not very far from Daqiao Town, and it only took seven or eight minutes to walk. It was a village called Linjiawan.

When he reached a fork in the road, a road that was not very spacious was heading towards Linjiawan. Lin Zijie did not rush to go home, but bought a lot of fruits, some meat and vegetables, and then he walked towards his home.

Along the way, there were many acquaintances, and many people greeted Lin Zijie, while he responded with a smile, and before he knew it, he had already walked to Linjiawan.

Linjiawan is located under a mountain. There are hundreds of families in the village. The houses and buildings are very common. Some are low-cooked houses, and some are small foreign buildings with two and three floors, which shows that some people live happily, while others live in poverty. Lin Zijie's home is located at the entrance of the village. A two-story house that has not been renovated is not considered mid-range in the village, but not the lowest-end one. Life is tight.

Looking at his home in this world, Lin Zijie smiled bitterly. In the original time and space, although his home was not rich, he also bought a good house in the city. At least he lived a good life. Of course, although his family is poor now, he can make money. It is undoubtedly much better than the confused life of the original world, because with money, he can change everything.

When he entered the village, Lin Zijie came to his door. The door was closed and there was no one at home. At this time, a middle-aged uncle with a little dark skin came over. After seeing Lin Zijie, the middle-aged uncle said, "Zijie, I'm back home. Is the school on vacation?"

"Well, by the way, uncle, where are my family?" Lin Zijie said

"Your father plays mahjong in a small shop in the village, and your mother seems to be going to the town to buy things?" said the middle-aged uncle.

"Oh, thank you!"

Lin Zijie thanked him, then placed the fruits and vegetables he bought at the gate and walked into the village. After a while, he came to the small shop. A familiar figure was imprinted into the eyeliner, wearing brown short-sleeved and flat-haired, and his skin was a little dark. He was sitting next to the mahjong machine in the shop, squatting mahjong. It was Lin Zijie's father and Lin Tiejun.

Lin Zijie walked into the shop, and Lin Tiejun soon noticed Lin Zijie coming in. He was surprised and said, "Zijie, you are back, why don't you call home to notify me?"

"I forgot, Dad, you still play mahjong, don't you go back?" Lin Zijie said. Dad was quite easy to call, and there was no sense of estrangement in his heart.

"Oh, you sit next to me first. I just lost several hundred yuan. I'll get some money! When your mother comes back, are you going home to make a meal? I don't bring my key!" Lin Tiejun said

Lin Zijie was speechless. His father in his memory was very addicted to gambling, and now he has seen it. However, he also knew that although he was addicted to gambling, he was a bit conscientious. He was just a little gambling, unlike those gamblers who often lost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"Okay!" Lin Zijie nodded, picked up the bench in this small shop, sat next to Lin Tiejun, took out his notebook, opened a document, and was bored, so he simply wrote.

"Hey, Zijie, when did you buy a computer? How much did you buy this computer?" Lin Tiejun squashed mahjong and looked at Lin Zijie's brand new laptop, and immediately said in surprise.

"More than 4,000 yuan!" Lin Zijie replied

"Four thousand? How could you have so much money? Your aunt said you made a few thousand yuan by writing a book? That's what you bought?" Lin Tiejun said

"No, I didn't use that money a few days ago. Did I buy this computer with my salary a few days ago?" Lin Zijie said

"Oh~ Tiejun, your child is amazing. He is so young and he has a salary? What can a little kid do? Is it a purchase that cost hundreds of dollars a month?"

A slightly sarcastic voice suddenly came, making Lin Zijie feel a little harsh. Lin Zijie raised his head and looked slightly wrinkled. He was talking about a woman in his thirties. After searching for information, it turned out that he was a relative of his family, his father's elder brother Lin Qiuping's wife, who was Lin Zijie's uncle, named Wu Guilan.

In my memory, Lin Zijie also found that the original owner had a very bad impression of this aunt. Not only did he beat the original owner when he was a child, but because of his family's good conditions, he was a little despised. The original owner sometimes went to her house to play and was kicked out, which dirty the floor of her house. He seemed to look down on his family a little.

"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. My child is only so young now, and he can make money. It's already amazing. It's not like some children? He is sixteen or seventeen years old and only knows how to play game consoles all day long?" Seeing Wu Guilan talking about his son, Lin Tiejun felt a little unhappy and retorted.

Listening to Lin Tiejun's words, Wu Guilan was a little unhappy, frowned and said, "Yes, your child is really amazing. By the way, you owe me two hundred yuan. When will you give it? You only bring a little money to play mahjong? You also borrowed money to play mahjong. What's the point?"

"Wu Guilan, what do you mean? I agreed to give it to you when Xiuying comes back. Wouldn't you owe you a few hundred dollars?" Lin Tiejun's face changed slightly.

"Isn't it money for a few hundred yuan? If you don't have money, don't play mahjong? I'm not ashamed!" Wu Guilan said arrogantly, with a little sarcastic sarcastic.

Lin Tiejun's face turned a little blue when he heard this. Looking at Wu Guilan's face, he really wanted to use the money to throw it on her stinky face, but he touched his pocket, and he was short of money and couldn't find any money.

Lin Zijie, who was standing beside him, was already unhappy when he looked at Wu Guilan's arrogant attitude. He frowned slightly and said to Lin Tiejun: "Dad, how much do you owe him? I have money, I will help you?"

"You have money? Forget it, keep your own money, spend it yourself. I'll go to your mother later?" Lin Tiejun said

"Dad, it's okay. I don't have much money. I still have 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in my hand. You are so small that your hands can't lose even if you touch it. Besides, even if you lose this little money, we can afford to lose!" Lin Zijie deliberately pulled his voice a little louder, and then took out two stacks of cash from his backpack and threw it directly on the mahjong table in front of Lin Tiejun.

Seeing the 20,000 yuan of cash suddenly appearing on the mahjong table, Lin Tiejun was shocked and stunned. His face was full of incredible shape, while Wu Guilan, looking at the two stacks of banknotes, had a slightly changed face, which seemed quite ugly. Lin Zijie deliberately raised his voice? Isn’t it just slapping her in the face?

As for the other two village friends who played mahjong, their eyes shone brightly and their hearts were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

"This... Zijie, how did you come from this money?" Lin Tiejun looked at the two stacks of money, and gradually calmed down after being shocked, and began to ask the reason.

Lin Zijie closed the computer cover and smiled and said, "I said it, you just have to play with the salary you get. It's okay if you lose, as long as you have fun?"

"Pay salary? Zijie, how much salary did you pay? What job did you do? Why did you make so much money?" Lin Tiejun said curiously as he heard his son's tone, as if he was quite rich.

"Oh, I'm also writing a novel, published on the Internet. The salary in the first month is not very high, I just paid 160,000 yuan. Will it be more next month?" Lin Zijie said with a smile.

"160,000?"

As soon as Lin Zijie said that the four people who sat down again, including everyone in the store, were stunned?

160,000 yuan a month? What does this mean? After all, wouldn’t it be a million yuan a year? Such a young child has already earned one million yuan a year?

Everyone looked at Lin Tiejun with envy for a moment, and then flattered at Lin Tiejun.

"Oh, Tiejun, I didn't expect you to be so blessed and raise such a good son? It seems that your family is going to live a good life!"

"Yes, Tiejun, I won't have such a good blessing if I smash it. My son is as old as your child. Now I know how to play every day, and I can't even read books well?"

"Ha~ Tiejun, you have such a good life. I really envy you. I'd better have a son like you? Well, if you come to your house another day, we have to have a good meal!"

"Iron Jun, your son is so good at making money. Now he is getting rich, don't forget me?"

Lin Tiejun heard those stinky farts and felt like he was in a dream for a moment. He felt that everything was unreal. He pinched his hand hard, and the pain came from heart-wrenching. Lin Tiejun felt a little dizzy and wanted to roar excitedly.
Chapter completed!