Chapter 135 Return to your hometown and swagger through the market

"Fan Fei, are you all right?" Ding Shichen quickly answered the phone and asked anxiously.

"It's okay. I'm fine." Fan Fei smiled and said, "Shichen, have you arrived at the provincial capital?"

"I'm still on my way. If Master hadn't said that you were fine, I would have almost rushed back... Hey, what's wrong with you today? Why did you fight with your back foot as soon as I left? Ding Shichen asked a series of questions on the phone.

"Shichen, you haven't seen that situation today. Xu Jing and Mr. He were slapped in the face by Kaidi and forced to kneel down. Gu Tianxiang and Bing Feimo also lay down and are still in the hospital. Do you think I can not clean up Kaidi? If I don't work hard in that situation, am I still a man? Don't worry, listen to me slowly..."

It took Fan Fei a long time to make today's situation clear.

"Shichen, I still have an unexpected harvest today. I have earned 300,000 yuan. Ha ha, I have money to buy a diamond ring for you..."

Fan Fei talked about the martial arts competition and the 300,000 gambling money, because he knew that Ding Shichen must have asked the old man Mu about the incident, which could not be concealed. But Fan Fei still didn't want Ding Shichen to worry, so he still didn't tell the truth. He repeated the lie to the old man Mu just now, and naturally hid the wind, fire, thunder and lightning and doomsday, and naturally did not tell her the other 600,000 he had earned.

"Fan Fei, you can also transfer to the provincial capital. You can be safer with me." Ding Shichen directly ignored Fan Fei's joy of the 300,000 harvest and suddenly said.

"How can that work? I promised your father that I can only see you three times a year. In addition, I have to deal with the Luo family. I can't leave the county now!" Fan Fei replied in surprise, "You can study in the provincial capital at ease. After a while, I will definitely deal with them. I'll see you then, hehe."

"Fan Fei, don't be impulsive anymore, and don't fight with the Luo family anymore, or I will... break up with you!" Ding Shichen suddenly said angrily.

"Hey, are you talking about fun?" Although Fan Fei knew that Ding Shichen was just threatening himself with this matter, the man's self-esteem suddenly prevailed, and he was indeed a little angry, so he said angrily, "It's a condition for me to deal with you. This is the condition that your father forced me to put forward!" But what did you say about breaking up and not breaking up? Your brain is in the water?"

"Yes, I'm really just talking about it. I just want you to be careful. You... just continue to fight and kill." Ding Shichen smiled softly on the phone, but there was no pleasure in the laughter.

Fan Fei was slightly stunned and immediately came to his senses, so he sighed, "Shichen, you don't have to say such a perverse. My determination will not waver. For you, I must continue to do it!"

"If you really do it for me, you will live in peace and don't let me worry again, okay?" Ding Shichen pleaded softly.

"Alas, if I am safe, how can I fulfill the conditions I promised your father? Why can't you women always speak clearly? Fan Fei sighed and said.

He wants the horse to run and the horse not to eat grass. Ding Shichen's requirements are indeed contradictory, so Fan Fei disdains it.

In fact, when men are full of ambition to fight the world, they always think that timid women are their biggest fetters, so they always like to say that they have "long hair and short knowledge". And a few years later, they often give themselves a big mouth, because they will find that what women say is ultimately right, women's care and caution are also right, and women's love and care can never be found once they miss it.

"You? Who else?" After listening to Fan Fei's words, Ding Shichen immediately asked.

Fan Fei was stunned and found that he had included He Qingmei, so he explained a few words and said that he wanted to drop out but was stopped by Mr. He. Of course, he naturally refused to say some details, and some ideas did not dare to reveal.

Fan Fei's experience is getting more and more complicated, and there are more and more secrets in his heart. Even if he is facing his beloved woman, he is still covering up and dares not tell the truth. Isn't this a kind of sadness? Ironically, most men with successful careers are like this. They have more and more money, but fewer and fewer secrets they can share with their women.

Ding Shichen was speechless after hearing this and only said, "Fan Fei, what on earth do you think? If you can't even go to college, will our family accept you?

Fan Fei suddenly remembered that Ding Shichen's goal was to be an official... If he didn't graduate from high school, might he be worthy of her?

It seems that it is really necessary to take the exam in this university, so Fan Fei finally concluded, "Don't worry, I have changed my mind. I will definitely take the Tsinghua University exam to show you."

Ding Shichen smiled with satisfaction.

This is the second quarrel between Fan Fei and Ding Shichen. Although it is not serious and has a joking nature, the quarrel is a little evil, and the word "breakup" is mentioned for the first time.

This made Fan Fei suddenly think of the pair of shoes he gave to Ding Shichen, and also remembered Ding Shichen's hesitation reaction from Xu Jing afterwards...

It's really evil! Is sending shoes really the same as sending evil?

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The next morning, Fan Fei spent 130 yuan to rent a taxi and returned to Fanjia Village with a bunch of things.

If this happened half a month ago, Fan Fei would not believe that he would dare to waste more than 100 yuan in order to go home.

In the past, he would spend 15 yuan to take a long-distance bus for nearly an hour to Dongshan Town, and then spend 8 yuan to take a small and medium-sized bus in Dongshan Town, wandering on the mountain road for nearly half an hour, and then walk more than three miles to get home.

Now Fan Fei suddenly earned 900,000 yuan. In addition to the 50,000 yuan obtained from Xu Yifan, he has a wealth of nearly one million yuan. It can be said that he is a millionaire. As the saying goes, he gets rich overnight, and he doesn't care about more than 100 yuan.

The upstarts all have similar psychology, because they used to be poor and afraid, but now when they have money, they always feel that they should squander to be worthy of their suffering and suffering.

Although Fan Fei has always been a thrifty person, his mentality has also changed subtly. In addition, he bought a lot of things, so naturally he didn't want to be so troublesome, so he went home like an arrow.

The taxi driver is a middle-aged uncle. He complains that the road in Fanjia Village is far and rotten, and he can only let the empty car back to the county. It costs 130 yuan to leave. Fan Fei also did not go to shop with other taxi drivers for the first time. He got on the car directly, and then threw a bag of Huang Furong King to the driver.

When the driver saw the pack of cigarettes, his eyes suddenly lit up, so he drove the car so fast that Fan Fei began to get dizzy. He had to constantly hypnotize himself and tell himself that he would not get carsick. He and the car are a community. Now he enjoys it very much and is not uncomfortable at all... But this hypnosis is good. It didn't work. In the end, Fan Fei spit out on the left and right mountain road and had to ask the driver to slow down.

An hour later, the taxi slowly walked through Fanjia Village with its horn and swaggered all the way through the city.

Fan Fei poked his head out of the co-pilot's cab and kept saying hello to the villagers he knew well, so he received a lot of surprised eyes.

"Afei, are you rich?" Villagers keep asking in a surprised way.

The economy of Wuzhao County has not been developed, and Fanjia Village is also a poor village. Because the traffic in Fanjia Village is extremely inconvenient, it can be said that it is a poor mountain and bad land, a remote and backward village, so most of the villagers here live a monotonous life in the field, and their lives are tight. For them, being able to fight back to the village is a symbol of wealth. After all, there are no taxis in Dongshan Town, only motorcycles and tricycles. Those who can take a taxi back to the village from outside, at least come back from the county, which costs more than 100 yuan. Ordinary villagers are reluctant to give up.

"No, no, I'm still studying. How can I make a fortune?" In the face of the villagers' inquiries, Fan Fei answered vaguely and in a low-key manner.

The villagers of Fanjia Village live a little far away from each other. One in the east and one in the west are all built near their own responsible fields. Fan Fei's home had to cross a path, but the taxi couldn't get through. Fan Fei had to get out of the car, gave the driver 150 yuan, and then took out two large travel bags from the trunk.

Fan Fei gave the driver a 100-yuan bill and a 50-yuan bill. The driver touched his pocket and said that he did not have 20 yuan. He asked Fan Fei to give him change. Fan Fei smiled and didn't care about it. He waved his hand and said loudly, "Forget it, you don't need to look for that 20 yuan. You have worked hard all the way."

The driver was greedy for 20 yuan and immediately started the car and went back to the county.

"Hey, I have change. I'll change it with you!" Seeing this, a villager in his thirties hurriedly took out a handful of five yuan and ten yuan in change from his trouser pocket, but before he could count it clearly, the taxi spewed out a tail gas and went away.

"Afei, you have a lot of money, aren't you?" This middle-aged villager's name is Fan Deguang. He likes to play cards and loses his wife, so he is nicknamed "lose all". When he saw that Fan Fei didn't want the 20 yuan, he immediately felt sorry for him.

"Yes, you still said you didn't get rich? What a thick pile of bills in the wallet!" Another sharp-eyed villager shouted.

Being shouted by the villagers, the nearby villagers gathered around to see the excitement. While greeting Fan Fei, they talked and laughed enthusiastically.

"Wow, even the wallet is from Kinley? Really? Hey, what kind of brand-name clothes are these? It's so familiar. It seems to be some kind of wolf?" A villager asked with his finger at the sign on Fan Fei's coat.

"Eight wolves! I have bought this brand before." Fan Deguang stuffed the unexchanged change into his trouser pocket, took a look, and made a judgment.

"Seven wolves, right?" Another young villager named Fan Qing said contemptuously, "There are advertisements on TV every day. If you lose all, you just focus on watching big. The wet nurse is gone!"

"I'm right. With A Fei, a pervert, it's just eight wolves..." Fan Deguang smiled.

"Hahaha... full of warm thoughts**. Desire, that's right..." Fan Qing laughed funnyly.

Fan Fei showed a simple giggle, did not argue, and was busy smoking for everyone.

He scattered the blue hibiscus king of thirty-five yuan per bag. After dispersing one bag, he took out another bag of soft hibiscus king, which was seventy yuan per pack of cigarettes, which aroused a small exclamation among the villagers. After two young men named Fan Rui and Fan Si took the cigarettes, they rushed to Fan Fei's house happily to report the news.

"Your father only spends dozens of yuan on odd jobs a day. It's not enough for you to smoke a pack of cigarettes. You are really willing to do it." A cold voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"He is rich. He is rich. Why don't he be willing to go back to the village?" Another fat villager laughed.

"Wish? Hey hey, of course I don't feel sorry to spend other people's money. The cold voice replied.

"Yes, it seems that this is not enough to be single..." The fat man replied immediately.

Fan Fei's face changed slightly. He looked up at the two villagers who sang and said nothing.

The cold-talking name is Fan Qingxian, a young man in his twenties, with a few hemp seeds on his face. He has a nickname called "Dogs All". The fat man who hides a knife in his smile is Fan Qingxian's best friend, named Fan Liang, nicknamed "Good People's Certificate". Both of them are one of the creditors of the Fan Fei family, and they are the two most urgent to force the debt.

In fact, Fan Fei's family doesn't owe them much, it's just a few thousand yuan. It's just that the money has been owed for nearly two years, so when they saw Fan Fei's so ostentatious style, they naturally felt unhappy, a little jealous and unconvinced, so they set up the stage to sing.

Good luck!

Fan Fei smiled secretly in his heart.

He is just waiting for these creditors to appear, which is the real purpose of him to win the market today.

In fact, there are several ten-yuan and twenty-yuan change in his pocket. He didn't look for change on purpose. He discussed with the driver on the road in advance, so he chose a crowded place to get off the bus, and then took the whole 150 yuan out.

Although 20 yuan is small, it can be established. It can help up the collapsed credit of the Fan family in the past few years, and make the backbone of parents straightened up again!

For the past two years, he has been waiting for the moment when he returned home.

Dreams are waiting.

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(I had a temporary two-day job this morning. I came back tomorrow night and didn't save the manuscript. I only had two chapters at two o'clock in the morning. I can only update it today. I'm sorry. There will be a chapter at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Try to write another chapter and upload it after returning home tomorrow night. Try to break out on the weekend to make up for it.)