MTL - Since 2000-Chapter 33 : dead

After the exam, the campus instantly became empty.

First, Liu Jing couldn't wait to leave first, followed by Zhao Youru and Feng Cheng.

Zhang Xiaoying also left. Originally, Lin Feng planned to send her off, but when he came to the downstairs of Zhang Xiaoying's dormitory, she was told by her roommate that she had already left.

Ignoring Zhang Xiaoying's roommate's scrutinizing gaze, Lin Feng suddenly felt a little lonely in this empty campus, and his heart was empty.

He simply moved to Xiao Dan's house with the little glasses. Anyway, Xiao Dan is a widowed man, and they can improve his life by going there.

After the winter vacation, the traffic data of the 168 website exploded. Of course, there were several not-so-small businesses that followed. When Lin Feng was ready to go home, he made more than 100,000 yuan.

The taste is getting stronger and stronger.

When the young age was approaching, Boss Lin decided to go home on vacation.

Xiaonian happened to be Lin Feng's birthday, and he missed the eggs that his mother boiled for him on his birthday every year.

Before leaving, Lin Feng gave each person a year-end bonus of 3,000 yuan.

Little Glasses was about to refuse again, but finally accepted it under Zhang Bo's persuasion.

In Zhang Bo's words, Lin Feng made millions, and 3,000 was just a drizzle.

But everyone knows that this money may mean a lot to Wang Shuang.

After handing over the website to Xiao Dan and asking him to call Zhang Bo if he had something, Lin Feng and Wang Shuang embarked on a journey back to their hometown.

After sending the small glasses to the car at the station, Lin Feng boarded the car back to the county seat.

There were many people in the car, most of them were migrant workers who came back for the Chinese New Year.

Surprisingly, the driver was Duan Chuansheng, the bald uncle I knew before.

Under the care of the other party, he was placed next to the cab and shared the passenger seat with the ticket inspector.

Of course, Lin Feng did not hesitate to present a Hongta Mountain, and everyone was beaming.

The two chatted casually all the way, and the time passed quickly.

Recalling that a few months ago, I was still running back and forth between the provincial capital and the county town, earning thousands of hard-earned money every day.

Unexpectedly, after a few months, I not only established the 168 website, but also carried a huge sum of more than 5 million.

It has to be said that life experiences are indeed fickle.

Arriving at the county seat, saying goodbye to the bald driver uncle, Lin Feng hurriedly boarded the shuttle bus to the township with his luggage on his back. When he arrived at the township, he took a diesel tricycle to Shangdian Village.

Many people run back and forth year after year like this, but no matter how hard they work, the moment they return home, they are so satisfied.

There was snow before, and some of the mountains have not yet melted. From time to time on the road, you can see some surviving snow, which is soft when you step on it.

Passing the place where Lin Feng rolled over that day, Lin Feng looked down with lingering fears.

At this moment, there is no obstruction from those dense leaves, and through the tree branches, you can clearly see the van lying on the bottom of the valley with its feet upside down.

Looking at the deformed appearance of the van, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little scared, and he really died that day.

Subconsciously, he wanted convenience and convenience, but feeling the biting cold wind, Lin Feng dismissed the idea.

At the entrance of the village, the only small building of Li Ming's family appeared in front of him.

As soon as he approached, he saw Li Mingsong sitting at the door of the small courtyard with his head down and his head down.

Li Ming was a little excited when he saw Lin Feng.

He took the cigarette from Lin Feng and complained, "Why did you come back?"

Lin Feng set it on fire and said with a smile, "There are still things over there."

Li Ming's eyes lit up and asked, "Is it your business? How much did you earn?"

Lin Feng spit out a cigarette, hehe smiled and said, "I earn a lot."

As soon as Lin Feng took off his pants, Li Ming knew what he was farting, so seeing Lin Feng's expression, he knew that Lin Feng was telling the truth.

When he was about to let Lin Feng take him out to show off his talents next year, there was a loud noise in the house, and he suddenly turned into an eggplant like a defeated rooster.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

Li Ming waved his hand embarrassedly, and said, "I'll go to your house tomorrow, you can go back first."

Lin Feng looked inside the house and nodded.

Li Ming's family didn't walk for a while before they arrived at the house of the brigade's party secretary, Zhao Dashou.

Zhao Dashou's family opened a small shop at the entrance of the village.

Although Wang Guihua usually goes to Shangdian's uncle Lin Feng's house to buy a match, but usually, when Lin Feng and others call home, they will tell him through his house.

So when Lin Feng saw Zhao Dasheng's wife, Sun Lan, sitting at the door, taking out the soles of her shoes, he quickly greeted him warmly, and went to the store to buy a red gold dragon.

Zhao has a loud voice, as the name suggests, his voice is loud.

But his wife is more famous than him in the village.

His wife was not very vocal, but in the village she was nicknamed "Broadcasting".

Rural women, when they have nothing to do, like to chat about family affairs. This is normal.

However, in the words of Lin Feng and his wife, Wang Guihua, Zhao Dashou and his wife speak like a machine gun. She doesn't know how to handle the door. She likes to chew barley extract when she has nothing to do all day. Everyone must know that it is more effective than the big speakers in the village.

Zhao Dasheng's wife was very enthusiastic, and when he saw Lin Feng coming back, he quickly poured a cup of tea for Lin Feng.

"Xiao Feng, I haven't seen you for a while. Why did you come back so late this year?"

Lin Feng responded carefully, but he didn't dare to tell the other party what he was doing in the provincial capital.

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Zhao Dasheng's wife, Sun Lan, looked at Lin Feng thoughtfully and said, "It's better to go back early, maybe you can help me collect Gastrodia?"

"Receiving Tianma?" Lin Feng was full of doubts, but seeing that Sun Lan, who was known as 'Broadcast', didn't mean to solve the puzzle, he could only smile embarrassingly.

When she was about to leave with the cigarette under her arm, Sun Lan remembered that she didn't say anything about her business, and hurriedly called Lin Feng and whispered, "Xiao Feng, you are the same age as that brat from Dazi's family!"

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Well, he is a month older than me."

Sun Lan smiled and said, "Then you have to hurry up and don't fall behind."

"Leaving behind?" Lin Feng felt inexplicable.

Sun Lan looked towards the entrance of the village, then lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "It was very lively when you passed by your uncle Dazi's house just now."

Lin Feng was stunned, remembering the noise from Li Ming's house just now, and nodded.

Sun Lan pretended to have a mysterious smile. Seeing that she succeeded in arousing Lin Feng's interest, she continued with satisfaction: "That brat from Dazi's family has been killed."

"What?" Lin Feng was suddenly surprised.

Sun Lan smiled and said, "Well, it's been three months."

Lin Feng was startled, and then he understood.

No wonder the guy looked so dead and alive, it turned out to be such a mess.

But remembering his previous life, didn't Li Ming develop like this?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng smiled.

Just why is this a full year ahead of schedule?

After thinking about it, Lin Feng felt that the reason seemed to be his own.

Li Ming and Lin Feng made a lot of money in the summer. If he didn't have money in his pocket, he was emboldened by his crotch.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head, then walked towards the house.