169 Chapter 169 Building Materials Market

The house of Aniu's family is a small three-story western-style building facing the street, which can be regarded as a middle-to-upper house in Honghua Town.On the first floor are three door faces, which I used to open a supermarket.Rent out the second floor and live in your own house on the third floor.There is also a yard behind, there are three large tiled houses in the yard, some farm tools, sundries, and A Niu's favorite baby-the little turtle.

After washing, Aniu walked down the back stairs to the yard. He held two duck eggs in his hands, which were turtle food.

"Little green, come for dinner!" A Niu came to the corner of the yard, and in a self-built pond, there was a tortoise the size of a pot lid.The turtle's back is covered with green hairs. When it is not moving, it suddenly seems to be waterweed.

Hearing Aniu's call, the tortoise came to the surface, and it was actually quite cute.

A Niu cracked the shell, peeled off the egg, stuffed the egg white into his mouth, and fed the yolk to the turtle.The tortoise took a bite, bit the egg yolk into its mouth, and swallowed slowly.

After eating the two egg yolks, it dived back into the water.

Aniu stood up contentedly and took the broom to clean up the pool.The most diligent time in his life is the time to serve the tortoise.

After cleaning, Aniu hummed a little song and went into the house carrying the broom.Before entering, he took a deep look at the turtle in the pool.

"Little green, little green, you have to be good!" Aniu muttered, "You are in my house before I was born, but the partner who accompanied me when I grew up!"

This tortoise was said to have been bought by my grandfather and has been raised for almost 30 years.Grandpa loves Aniu the most. Aniu grew up with his grandpa, so he also likes to raise turtles.A few years ago, my grandfather died of illness, and this tortoise became his last thought for Aniu.

Every time Aniu came to take care of Xiaolu, he would recall the time when Grandpa was still alive.This young man who only knows about eating, drinking and having fun has an unusual fluctuation in his heart.

Outside the courtyard wall, several children are playing.Girls play sandbags and boys play marbles.One of the children holds a corn in one hand and marbles in the other.After the corn was eaten, he threw it aside.

The companion is a naughty kid. He picked up the corn cob, threw it over the garden wall, and fell into the pool with a plop.

The originally clear pool suddenly splashed with water, rippling turbidly.The corn on the cob exudes a tantalizing sweetness, and the breath fluctuates in the water.

Xiaolu, who had just eaten, poked her head out slowly and glanced at the corn curiously.

Although Aniu's family is in the town, they take care of Xiaolu very carefully.The pool must be cleaned every three to five, and the daily diet is also very careful.Otherwise, this tortoise would not stay in his house for so long for thirty years.

But as I said, he usually eats chicken and fish balls for Little Green. Whenever she encounters something sweet, Little Green is still greedy.It swam over, grabbed the corn cob in one bite, and sank.

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The west of the city is the industrial zone divided by Luliu County in the previous two years. In fact, a small county town divided into industrial zones is a bit following suit.What industry can there be here?It's just a few weaving factories, a driving school, and the rest are cement factories and brick kilns.

The entire industrial area looks very depressed. The key is that the old and far away Jiang Xiaohu saw the smoke from the chimney of the cement factory, and the air was dirty and choking.

He sighed: "The TV always talks about environmental protection and environmental protection. When can we come here? But then again, the people are pointing to these factories to live their lives. What if they really want to close?"

With ambivalence, Jiang Xiaohu drove a tricycle to a compound near the industrial zone.This compound was originally built as a factory building, but it was terminated when it was half built.Later, he was rented to sell building materials, and today he came to purchase it.

There was a lot of people in the compound, and several large modified tractors were being loaded.A middle-aged woman holding a splint was instructing the loading, while recording data on the splint's record sheet.

Jiang Xiaohu found a corner, parked the tricycle, and looked at the dusty courtyard. Although the workers were very hard at work, all of them were disgraced.But everyone is very motivated, running desperately on the road to a good day.

Jiang Xiaohu was also infected by this enthusiasm. He walked through half of the yard and was going to the office opposite the warehouse to see if there was any good quality and cheap cement sand to buy.

Also in full swing, there is one of the owners of the leasing compound, Jiang Meimei.

Jiang Meimei is 30 years old this year, and she doesn't look like a thirty-year-old woman at all.

Although she spends at least three hundred days in this yard in three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it is all these rough-and-tough men who deal with every day.But her personality is still so lively, cheerful and positive, and her skin is still so white, tender and delicate, like a girl.

As soon as she stopped there, she couldn't help but remind her of her name-Mei Mei.She is like a white waxberry, blooming in every winter.

The point is, there is always a fire in her heart, that is to raise a pair of children.

Two years ago, Jiang Meimei was the envious Mrs. Kuo.Her biggest job every day is to feed a pair of children and wait for the return of her hard-working husband.

A car accident changed Jiang Meimei's destiny. Her husband died in the car accident. The family's factory was divided up by her in-laws, uncles and brothers, leaving her only a few hundred thousand arrears and a pair of twin girls.

No one knows how she got up. She couldn't get out of the door, and after a month of tears, she rented the yard.

Jiang Meimei regards this as a warehouse as a distribution station, deploying vehicles daily to deliver goods to various construction sites.The days gradually enriched, the debt was paid off, and the child became sensible.The daughter is weaned and can work with her.

"Little sister, don't run around, follow grandma." Jiang Meimei told her daughter behind her.

In the intercom, the foreman in charge of loading and unloading began to urge her again: "Madam boss, we don't have enough space here, and the car is jammed behind, so you can give instructions."

"Okay, okay, don't worry!" Jiang Meimei hurriedly agreed. She left the concierge and walked to the dispatch room opposite.

A minivan drove slowly into the yard without slowing down too much.Suddenly a two or three-year-old girl rushed out of the porter next to the gate, stumbled and ran towards the small house opposite, while she ran, she opened her hands and yelled.

The adults were busy at the time, and the truck driver had a blind spot of vision, and did not see the girl appearing at all.

The ruthless wheel is about to hit the child.

The sound of motors, noises, and heavy objects hitting the carriages filled the compound.

The flying dust, the hot work scene, and the piece rate make no one notice the little girl running to the wheel in the sun.