Chapter 123 Not Silly White Sweet (please subscribe)

   "A front of cold air from Siberia arrived in the central and northern parts of our province this morning. It is expected that from today to tomorrow, most parts of our province will experience significant cooling, and the temperature in some areas will reach ten degrees Celsius..."

  Across from the braised pork biscuits stall, Jiao Sanhei's radio issued the latest weather forecast.

  Lu Dong sat in Maza, with his hands close to the briquettes stove for warmth, he exhaled from his mouth, and when he came into contact with the cold air, it immediately turned into a cloud of white mist.

  Winter is coming.

  Qiao Weiguo didn't seem to feel the cold, and still had a big bald head, holding on to the iron scale to practice strength.

  Jiao Sanhei was waiting for the storytelling to start. Jiao Shougui was absentmindedly guarding the tape booth, looking across from time to time. On the other side, Zhao Juanjuan was wearing a brand-new down jacket and always had a smile on her face.

   There was a crisp crashing sound, and a 13 or 14-year-old child was dangling outside the market with an enamel jar. When he saw people coming from the sidewalk, he gathered to ask for money.

   Not long after the meeting, Bei Xiangrong brought the two defense team members over with things, stopped the child to ask a few questions, and let him go.

  Bei Xiangrong entered the market and greeted Lu Dong first: "Dongzi, I'll borrow you and Wei Guo's car to step on, and hang a few banners on the tree."

  Qiao Weiguo put down the scale and pushed out the bicycle: "One is enough?"

   "Enough!" Bei Xiangrong glanced at him and asked, "Wei Guo, is your bald head cold?"

  Qiao Weiguo smiled: "I'm used to it."

  Bei Xiangrong beckoned to Lu Dong: "We'll talk about it later."

A joint defense team member came to pick up the bicycle and followed Bei Xiangrong to the sidewalk. The car was propped under a tung tree. After he helped him, another joint defense team member climbed up, stood on the back seat of the car, and took Bei Xiangrong. The banner handed by Xiang Rong was tied to the tree trunk.

   On the tree at the intersection, I pulled several lines, and some were facing the market side.

   Lu Dong glanced at it, the banners pulled by the police station were all related to the crackdown.

   "One gun and two catties of medicine, two years in prison without negotiation!"

   "There are blacks to fight blacks, no blacks to eliminate evil, no evil to rule chaos!"

   "Crack down on illegal and criminal activities in accordance with the law and ensure that the people live and work in peace and contentment!"

  From the beginning of 1996 to the end of 1998, we have been fighting for more than two consecutive years. As far as Qingzhao is concerned, the security situation has improved significantly, and all those high-profile underworld forces have been swept away.

   There are also small gangsters like Qiao Siliang, who thought they could become the boss, and basically went in.

   Relatively speaking, the society is more of abduction.

  Various fraudulent methods emerge in an endless stream, some of which are very simple, but there are countless people who have been deceived.

  Lu Dong was thinking when Zhao Juanjuan came over and said, "Help me look at the stall, I'll go out."

   As she spoke, she raised her hand to look at her watch, and there was a brand new ladies watch on her wrist with her sleeves exposed.

   "Okay." Lu Dong replied.

   He did not persuade him any more, Zhao Juanjuan's attitude was very obvious, let alone an outsider, it is estimated that her father, Zhao, would not be able to persuade her to come back.

   Lu Dong has not seen Lao Zhao for a long time.

   Zhao Juanjuan took off her apron, simply packed up, carried a bag out of the market, stood on the side of the road and waited for a while, a black crown car drove over, and when she got in the car, it drove west towards Quannan.

   Jiao Shougui didn't know when he came to Lu Dong's side.

   "The money is really good!" Jiao Shougui was full of depression.

   Lu Dong comforted: "Brother Jiao, it's not like people said that there are no herbs anywhere in the world."

   "That's what you said." Jiao Shougui patted his chest: "It's blocked here."

   Lu Dong sighed lightly and said, "Let's do business well and earn money well, this kind of thing will not happen to us in the future."

   Jiao Shougui touched his face, turned his head to look north, and the whistling north wind made him sober: "Lu Dong, here, you see things the most clearly, you are right! Make money! Make money hard!"

   Back at his booth, Jiao Shougui turned on the tape recorder and played music to attract customers.

   "Unstoppable longing, irreversible changes, I knew earlier that I made more money, it's hard to tell whether love is true or false, how can love be tested..."

   Zhao Chuan's singing wafts in the south of the market.

   Lu Dong turned to look at Jiao Shougui, this kind of thing can only be thought of on his own, times have changed, age is no longer an obstacle.

   After a while, Bei Xiangrong and Lianglian Fang pushed Qiao Weiguo's bicycle back.

   "A leader came to inspect?" Lu Dong pointed to the banner hanging by the roadside.

  Bei Xiangrong moved a horse to sit down and said, "Don't worry, your market is designated by the leader, so how should you do business?"

   Lu Dong asked again: "Begger, you have been running here recently, and you will be responsible in the future?"

   "Yes." Bei Xiangrong leaned closer to the stove and reached out to warm it up: "Your brother was promoted to the instructor, you don't have to run on the front line, I took this piece."

   Lu Dong found out the cigarette, gave Bei Xiangrong one first, and then gave the two of them a joint defense, saying, "It means that you are about to rise."

   Bei Xiangrong was not polite to Lu Dong, he lit a cigarette with a lighter, and deliberately joked: "Thanks to your brother."

   Lu Dong said: "One day Gaosheng, please ask me to give it a good meal."

   "No problem." Bei Xiangrong's two recent credits, the fake money case and the arrest of the wanted criminal, were all reported by Lu Dong. He solemnly said, "A few children have been begging recently, have you noticed?"

  Lu Dong nodded lightly: "I have seen it many times." He asked, "Did you not focus on checking?"

Bei Xiangrong said: "I checked, there is no problem with people, they are all brought by their parents, and they are all right. Parents let their children drop out of school to beg, and it is not the police station's turn to take care of them, but it is not a problem for these children to wander back and forth. You and Wei Guo are activists in the joint defense of public security, so pay more attention."

  Lu Dong understood: "I know."

   Anyone who has some experience in public security work knows that there are often many problems behind this situation.

   However, the children who appeared in the university town are all healthy. Bei Xiangrong said that he has investigated and must have done a detailed study, and no situation has been found for the time being.

Lu Dong suggested, based on some information he had seen on the Internet, "Bege, you and Lu Suo and my brother mentioned that when I went to Quannan last week, I heard the award-winning people mention that a bunch of old men and The children fought on the square of Quannan Railway Station because they competed for the land for begging, and the stinky biscuits and rotten buns were smashed everywhere, and the impact was very bad. We should pay more attention here, so as not to become a gang industry chain. "

  Bei Xiangrong knew that Lu Dong was knowledgeable and said, "The institute has been paying attention. This is not something that our department can solve."

   He finished smoking and stood up: "Okay, don't talk anymore, I'll go around."

  Bei Xiangrong walked around the market and left soon.

   It was almost noon, and Lu Dong was busy. After twelve o'clock, he took time to visit the tofu brain stall. Zhao Juanjuan didn't come back.

   Everyone who should be reminded has been reminded that Lu Dong can't control others, he can only manage himself.

   In the past few days, he and Qiao Weiguo's two stalls are running more than 2,000 yuan a day.

   Before the second phase of the store goes on sale, there is no problem in saving another 50% down payment.

  Lu Dong also took the time to go to the construction site to take a look. Not to mention the second phase that has not yet started pre-sale, there are still a lot of shops in the first phase.

   Maybe Yang Liewen will break this more desolate situation after he is transferred.

   In the words of Director Zhao, the current university town relies heavily on government investment, and social business funds are insufficiently involved.

  After noon, Lv Dong finished cleaning up the toilet and went to take out the garbage. He found a three-wheeled motorcycle with a bucket parked on the side of Wenhua Road running north-south, and someone set up a stall selling green onions.

   He was curious and looked over.

   After all, this is a university town, and there are basically no permanent residents. Can you sell green onions here?

   The onion seller was an uncle in his fifties, smoking a pot of dry tobacco, and the frowning between his brows could not be seen.

   "Young man, do you want green onions?" The uncle saw Lu Dong and took the initiative to say, "It's cheap, four cents a pound."

   Lu Dong opened his mouth and said in Qingzhao dialect: "Uncle, there are so many in the village, those who are worried can't be sold, and no one will take three cents."

   Uncle smoked hard, his eyes fell on the green onion.

   The green onion is very good, the green onion leaves are upright, and it must be more than one meter six. Lu Dong has no choice, and persuades: "Master, why are you here to sell? This place can't be sold."

Uncle    said: "No one in our local area buys it. I was thinking that there are many people from outside the university town, so they might buy it."

   Lu Dong raised the trash can: "Try it."

   is always a solution, and it’s better than not being able to sell it and rot.

   Uncle knocked the cigarette bag pot: "Why can't we sell such a good green onion?"

   Lu Dong didn't know how to answer, so he carried the bucket back to the market.

   After three o'clock, Zhao Juanjuan came back from the south of the market, with a few more pockets in her hand, and she was in high spirits.

   "Thanks, Lu Dong." She said to Lu Dong, clean up the stall.

   Lu Dong asked: "Is this ready to withdraw?"

   Zhao Juanjuan turned her head to the north, the whistling north wind made her shrink her neck, turned her head back, and said, "It's such a cold day, I'm not guilty of this, I'll go back first."

  Lu Dong nodded and continued to wear the vegetables with bamboo skewers.

Zhao Juanjuan packed her things, came over and sat opposite Lu Dong, and said, "Tomorrow... I may not be here for a long time. I have paid the cost of the stall this month, you can use it first. Lu Dong, your business is good, The land you need is also huge, if you want to continue using it when it expires, just tell the people in the industry and commerce that you need me to come forward..."

   She took out a new mobile phone, turned on the screen, found a napkin, and wrote down the number displayed: "Call me when the time comes."

   Lu Dong was silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

   Zhao Juanjuan smiled happier than ever: "Lu Dong, thank you, without you, my dad and I couldn't support this stall."

  Thank you very sincerely, Lu Dong could hear it, and reminded again: "Sister Juan, this is a big event in life, don't you think about it?"

   Zhao Juanjuan understood what Lu Dong meant: "I think it's pretty good, really! Lao Qian is a good person. My dad asked someone to inquire at Lao Qian's hometown. He was divorced and lived alone."

   Lu Dong understands that Zhao Juanjuan is not stupid.

   As for Lao Zhao.

   Lu Dong suddenly appeared in front of his face that was engraved with years of wind and frost.

  It is not only the traces of the years, but also the experience of life.

Zhao Juanjuan took out her red hands and put them on the table: "It's getting colder and colder, I'm afraid of cold, I don't want to be cold, and I don't want to suffer again. Lu Dong, don't joke, choose old money, I can eat two less. Ten years of hardship, how many twenty years does a woman have?"

   Everyone has a choice and the right to choose. Lu Dong said sincerely: "Sister Juan, I wish you happiness."

   "Thank you." Zhao Juanjuan got up and went to push the cart.

   We met for a few months, and Lu Dong helped Zhao Juanjuan to push a cart out of the market.

   Zhao Juanjuan rode a Jialing cart and dragged the bucket away, and soon disappeared.

   Lu Dong turned his head and walked back, and found that the onion seller had left.

  The people left and the cars left, but the green onions were randomly thrown on the roadside and piled up into a mountain of rubbish.

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