"Third sister, why do you have so many questions? What I say is mine is mine." Fang Yuan said helplessly.

Just when the third sister wanted to ask something, the door was pushed open.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fangyuan said: "Mom is back."

Fangyuan is right, it is true that my mother is back, but she is not alone, but with someone else, and this person is none other than the factory director.

When my mother entered the hospital, she saw her second sister playing with a bicycle and asked, "Second brother, what's going on with this bicycle?"

"Mom, are you back? My younger brother got this bicycle." The second sister said quickly.

On the way back just now, there were people greeting her along the way. Wang Lin was confused at first and didn't know what was going on with these people. Later she found out that it was her son who came back in a jeep.

When Wang Lin heard this, her first reaction was that others were joking with her. How could her son come back in a jeep when he was so old?

It would be fine if one or two people talked to her, but if everyone talked to her, she would feel a little embarrassed.

Just when she was about to enter the family home, the factory director called her and said that he would come home with her. Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat and she felt that things were not simple.

When she was almost at the door of her home, Wang Lin saw a jeep parked at the door, and Wang Lin could only smile bitterly.

"Where is your brother?" Wang Lin asked.

"Come on, come on." Fang Yuan ran out of the house.

"Mom, I'm back."

"You brat, you still know how to come back." After speaking, he went over and patted Fangyuan on the head and said, "Don't you know how to call someone?"

Of course Fangyuan knew who her mother was talking about. She glanced at the factory director and asked, "Old man, why are you here?"

"Pa!"

Fangyuan was hit on the head. This time it was a real beating. There was nothing we could do about it. Wang Lin didn’t want to be hit, but what did this kid call him? He actually called him the boss of the factory.

Fangyuan raised her head, rubbed her head and looked at Wang Lin, as if asking why you hit me.

Wang Lin was a little dumbfounded by the factory director's next words. Not only did the factory director not blame Fangyuan, he also asked kindly: "How is it? Are you comfortable going out this time?"

"Not bad." Fang Yuan nodded, looked at the factory director and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"It's okay, I just heard everyone said you drove a jeep back, so I came over to take a look." The factory director said amiably.

"You said this, yes. If you want to go to the city, old man, I can take you there. Just give me the gas money then."

"Then forget it, I can't afford to sit down."

The factory director is right. He doesn't need to spend any money to ride in the factory's car. Even if he needs to refuel, he has just come out. But if he takes Fangyuan's car and asks him to refuel by himself, his salary will be enough to fill up the tank.<

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"No, you also want me to save some gas money."

Hearing the conversation between the two people, Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You guys chat, I'll cook."

"Mom, there is a pig's head in the car. I asked someone to clean it up. You can see what to do with it."

"Pig head?" Wang Lin looked at Fangyuan in surprise. The butcher shop in the family courtyard had not sold fresh meat for a long time, and her son actually brought back a pig head.

In fact, not only Wang Lin, but also the factory director’s eyes lit up when he heard about pig head.

It's a pity that what the factory director doesn't know is that Fangyuan did it on purpose and deliberately let the factory director know, otherwise what would he do with the pork in his space?

Of course, there is no need to sell the pork to the woolen mill, because there is no need to worry about selling it. As long as Fangyuan is willing, he can sell it all in a trip to the city.

But Fangyuan still had to sell it to the woolen mill. Not only that, but he also had to sell it cheaply, because Fangyuan was repaying his kindness. When he was about to starve to death, he stole the grain and food stamps from the woolen mill, plus dozens of yuan.

Money.

Those things are nothing to Fangyuan now, but at that time, those things saved his life, so Fangyuan had to repay his love.

Although it is said that Fangyuan has paid back ten times and a hundred times over this period of time, it is not enough.

Fangyuan is a person who repays the kindness of a drop of water with a spring of spring, let alone the kindness of survival.

He helped the factory get pigs. If it were someone else, he would have considered it no matter how much he was offered, but he didn't and just agreed.

He makes rabbits and sells them for twenty dollars elsewhere, so he gives ten dollars to the factory.

When he gets wild boar meat now, the first thing he thinks of is the woolen mill, and he plans to sell some to the woolen mill for five yuan a pound.

This is simply impossible elsewhere. You have to know that he sold it to the radio factory for ten yuan a pound, and it still had bones.

"Yeah!" Fangyuan nodded to her mother.

"Okay, I understand, I'll go get it right away."

"Mom, let me do it! You can't get in, and the car door can't be opened."

Fangyuan did it on purpose, because there was none in the car and he hadn't taken it out yet. If the factory director didn't come, he would think of other ways to take it out.

But now that the factory director is here, he has to let the factory director take a look, because he knows that the factory director can’t walk after seeing the meat.

Of course, this is not to say that the factory manager tastes delicious, but that the factory manager does it for his employees.

"Well! Go get it!"

Fangyuan first turned around and said to the factory director: "You sit down for a while and I'll get the pig's head. We'll stay for dinner tonight. I also have a bottle of good wine."

"Forget it about eating, Fangyuan, I want to talk to you about something."

Sure enough, the factory director was already moved. In fact, this was all within Fangyuan's expectation. Fangyuan knew very well what kind of person the factory director was.

"Okay, you can wait a moment and I'll get the things."

"Okay, go ahead! I'll wait for you."

Fangyuan came outside the gate, went over and pretended to open the car door, and pulled out a big pig's head. It was the biggest one.

Moreover, Fangyuan has already tidied up this pig’s head in space. It can be said that you can’t find a single pig hair on it.

Not only that, he also used the space to clean up the big pig's head, let's put it this way! It's no problem to put it in the pot directly.

But he knew that his mother would clean it up again, because she was also a tidy person, so it could be said that no matter how clean he cleaned it up, it would be useless.

"Mom, here you go." Fangyuan said as he entered the hospital holding the pig's head in both hands.

"So big!" My mother was surprised and quickly came over to take it and said.

"Well! This is a wild boar head weighing four to five hundred pounds."

"Four...four or five hundred pounds?" Mom said in disbelief.

"That's right!"

Hearing what Fangyuan said, Wang Lin asked doubtfully: "I said son, how did you get it?"

"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment and touched his nose. He didn't want to lie to his mother, but he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Fangyuan like this, Wang Lin still doesn't know what's going on. Fangyuan doesn't want to say it!

"Okay, okay, let's talk! I'll clean it up."

"Okay."

After her mother went to clean up the pig's head, Fangyuan pulled a chair over and sat next to the factory director and asked, "What do you want to say to me?"

"Fang Yuan, this pig..." The factory director did not continue, but he knew that Fan Yuan understood what he meant.

"I can get some for you, but the price is not cheap." Fangyuan wanted to give the factory director a vaccination first.

"You said."

"Five yuan a pound."

"Huh!" The factory manager breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Fangyuan would say it was very high, but he didn't expect it to be five yuan a pound.

He knew the market conditions outside. Nowadays, fresh meat, especially pork, costs at least ten yuan and upwards.

Five yuan a pound was really too cheap, and he had the urge to sell it. Yes, it was just an impulse. The factory director would never do that.

"Fang Yuan, five yuan a pound, right?"

"Yeah! And it's boneless, but there's one thing. If you don't open your mouth like a lion, I can get you five hundred catties at most."

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the factory director said in frustration: "From five hundred catties!"

"Director, don't be too greedy. Five hundred pounds is already a lot. I think you know what the market is like outside right now?"

Fangyuan's words made the factory director blush. He wanted to buy more just because they were cheap.

"Fang Yuan, I'm not greedy. As you know, our factory has a lot of people, so five hundred pounds is really too little."

"I know what you're saying, but I can only give you five hundred catties at the moment, so be it! I'll give you an extra hundred rabbits next time, and I'll give you some fresh pork after a while."

"Will there be more in the future?" the factory director asked with his eyes shining.

Fangyuan gave the factory director a roll of his eyes and said, "If you don't want it, it's gone."

"Yes, yes, why not? I want as much as I want." The factory director said excitedly.

"Whatever beauty you want, I tell you, I can give you up to five hundred catties at a time, and nothing more."

"Hey hey hey! It's okay, just give it a few more times."
To be continued...