Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Lin Ran was ready to pay. According to Zhang Laizi's price, he only needed to pay five yuan.

Without thinking, Lin Ran took out five ten-yuan bills and handed them to Zhang Laizi.

Zhang Laizi was stunned. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so rich. He didn't dare to accept it. He said, "Five yuan is enough. If you give me so much, I can't find it."

"No need to look for it." Lin Ran smiled and stuffed the money into his pocket. "If you have any good things in the future, you can keep them for me. I will try my best to buy them at a high price."

He is not giving alms to Zhang Laizi, but hopes to become his first salesperson.

After listening to Lin Ran's explanation, Zhang Laizi suddenly understood and said with a smile: "Okay, okay! If there are similar dead things in the future, I will definitely keep them for you."

"That's not what you mean." Lin Ran felt a little helpless and smiled, "Whatever, if you think it's good, just stay. I'll come over and check on you every once in a while."

I have to collect the rags myself every time, which is really inefficient.

It is better to leave the task of collecting rags to others and inspect it regularly yourself, picking up leaks on the way.

However, he also knew that this kind of picking up would not last long, and he only hoped to buy a few more good things in the few years when the antique market developed.

He took the washed bronzes, pottery figurines and jade cicadas he bought and put them in the trunk of the car.

Then he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Having a car is convenient. Before, it would have been very tiring to bring it back."

After stretching my muscles for a while, I was ready to drive away.

At this time, Zhang Laizi came over.

"Is there anything else?" Lin Ran stopped opening the door and asked with a smile.

"Nothing, I just left your things at my house." Zhang Zizi smiled, then took out a wallet and handed it to Lin Ran.

It turned out that he was cleaning the pig food bowl again before taking it away, and it accidentally slipped out. Zhang Laizi found him while searching the yard.

"Thank you." Lin Ran was very grateful. Although there wasn't much money in it, the wallet was a gift from Yuan Qianyun. If he lost it, it would be difficult to account for it in the future.

He wanted to take out the money to express his gratitude to Zhang Laizi, but before he could say anything, the other party had already waved and left.

Lin Ran planned to buy more things next time to express his gratitude. When he was about to leave, he saw an acquaintance on the road.

He's not particularly familiar, he's an old master in the shop.

He lived in Dongzhang Village. He saw Lin Ran's car looked familiar. When he got closer, he realized that it was really the boss, so he said hello to him.

"Uncle Zhang." Lin Ran was very polite to his employees in private, and they all called him brothers, but when working, he required them to call him Mr. Lin.

In different situations, the requirements for employees are different, which makes it easier to distinguish between work and life.

"Mr. Lin, why did you come to our village?" Uncle Zhang was a little surprised and said, "How about you come to my house for tea?"

If it was normal, he still had an unwashed pig food bowl in his car. If he didn't take it back quickly and find a place to put it, he wouldn't be able to put food in the trunk of his car.

So he didn't plan to stay too long, but simply replied: "I have other things to do today, let's do it next time."

"Oh." Uncle Zhang had a regretful expression on his face. Being able to treat his boss to dinner was something worth showing off to him.

Then, he asked doubtfully: "Mr. Lin, do you know Zhang Laizi?"

Mentioning Zhang Zizi, Lin Ran thought of something and asked, "The villagers in your village seem to be quite wealthy, why are Zhang Zizi's family so poor?"

Logically speaking, since they both have the surname Zhang, they should be related to each other to some extent. There is no reason why they should not bring along a poor relative when they develop. Besides, Cripple Zhang is not a bad person.

"He, hey, don't mention it!" Uncle Zhang sighed and said: "His life is not very good. He is not married yet, and his relatives who are close to him have divorced. Now he is a loner. Don't look at him. Gongji, he is actually only in his forties."

In rural areas in this era, if you are not married at the age of 40, you are basically declared single for the rest of your life.

Moreover, his physical condition is not good and he has lost ties with his relatives. No wonder he lives in such poverty. Living by a polluted river, his health may be seriously affected.

In this day and age, it is especially easy for people to accept their fate.

"What happened to his feet?" Lin Randuo asked. From his perspective, it should be the sequelae of polio, but this was also his speculation.

"He is very unfortunate." Uncle Zhang sighed again, "I lost my father when he was a child, and his mother worked hard to raise him. However, due to a high fever, treatment was delayed, and this is what happened after he was cured."

"What about his mother?" Lin Ran asked. It was unimaginable that a person had to go through so much suffering.

"I got seriously ill two years ago and then disappeared. The disease was actually nothing to do and could be cured in the city, but the medical expenses were 2 yuan. Zhang Zizi's family simply couldn't raise that much money, so they borrowed money from everywhere. I couldn’t borrow it, so I just dragged it along and disappeared.”

Lin Ran was silent,

Misfortunes often seek out misfortune, and Zhang Laizi is simply synonymous with tragedy, and he is even ostracized in the village.

Although not everyone doesn't want to help him, after what happened before, it is difficult for him to trust the villagers, and he stubbornly lives in the most remote corner and does not interact with other people.

After hearing the cause and effect, Lin Ran felt very uncomfortable.

He had only experienced Zhang Laizi's plight last year, and he knew very well that losing his life for 2 yuan was a very cruel thing.

In this difficult situation, he can still maintain his kindness and innocence. He is indeed a good person.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Ran forced out a smile and said, "Uncle Zhang, I'm back. Zhang Zizi feels good. Please help him as much as you can. If you need money or something, please contact the company. Just want it.”

Now that he has money, Lin Ran is still very happy if he can help kind-hearted poor people.

Not for repayment, but because I know that when a person is in the abyss, he naturally hopes for someone to help him.

I drove my things home and when I opened the trunk, I was hit by a foul smell.

Mother Lin, who was washing clothes in the yard, also frowned and said, "Xiaoran, what's going on? The car stinks so much."

"It's not the car smell." Lin Ran quickly pulled out the snakeskin bag and placed the cultural relics inside on the ground in the yard.

Seeing the bronze basin, Mother Lin also had a disgusted expression: "Xiao Ran, why did you take the pig food basin home?"

Lin Ran smiled and showed the Pisces pattern inside to Mother Lin, and said, "Mom, this is not an ordinary pig food bowl, it is the basin where scholar-officials of the Han Dynasty washed their hands."

What was considered a treasure in ancient times has now become a pig's meal. Lin Ran also found it very interesting.