The reborn Luotuo Xiangzi started his rise from marrying Huniu

After walking out of the room, Qin Xiang took out seven hundred of the one thousand yuan from the system space, wrapped it up in his own clothes, and carried it to the Standard Chartered Bank across the street.

When the bank clerk saw that he was dressed like a foreign rickshaw driver, he didn't receive him very warmly.

"Sir, would you like to save or borrow?"

This kind of coachman who sells his labor can't make much money a day, so naturally he won't have any big business.

"Save money."

Qin Xiang smiled faintly and placed all the oceans in Bu Yi's arms on the counter. The shiny silver pile of oceans instantly brightened the eyes of the clerk.

Although he was an employee of Standard Chartered Bank, he didn't miss it. With so much money, the monthly salary of bank clerks in this era was only a few dollars.

And the young man in front of me, who was handsome but dressed like a stinky coolie, casually took it from a rag bag. Come out with 700 yuan!

This is a huge wealth that he can't earn in ten years!

Could it be that this young man is a secretly rich man?

"OK sir! Please wait a moment, I will handle the procedures for you immediately!"

The attitude of the clerk instantly became flattering, and the title was changed from"you" to"you".

After saying that, he quickly called for someone to bring Qin Xiang a cup of jasmine tea, and then helped Qin Xiang go through the formalities.

Qin Xiang is a man of two generations and has a wide field of vision. He and his mentality have long been detached, and naturally he doesn't care at all about the attitude of the bank clerk who is arrogant and respectful. This world is extremely realistic.

Respect clothes first and then respect people. This is true in every era.

I want to win everyone. To look up to him, he must make himself stronger!

After completing the formalities, he didn't even bother to drink the tea brought by the bank clerk, turned around and left the bank.

Not far after leaving the bank, he went to the tailor shop on the street.

He was originally wearing a coarse cloth jacket from his previous life. The fabric was rough and dirty, and it smelled of sweat. In his previous life, he was the vice president of the company and was used to wearing suits, so he took out the money for the first one. All he needed to do was change his outfit.

He turned around with his suit and went to the bathhouse. Bathing in the warm bath water, he relaxed his body comfortably and sighed softly:

"This is life!"

……

"Isn’t that what this person lives for? First of all, he has to have enough food and clothing!"

"If you don’t have any luck, it’s useless whatever you say!"

Er Qiangzi, who was dressed in rags, was leaning on the bedside, holding a wine bottle in one hand and cursing.

He was also a rickshaw driver, but unlike Xiangzi, who was diligent and thrifty, he was a drunkard who was addicted to alcohol. , he used the three melons and two dates he earned every day from driving foreign trucks to buy wine.

Different from the original work, Er Qiangzi’s wife was accidentally beaten to death by him during a drunken quarrel a few days ago.

From then on, he let himself go even more completely. He would drink after driving every day, and would not go home until he was drunk. The three children at home did not care about him at all. At this time, the three children were sitting aside, and the oldest daughter Fuzi hugged the two. A crying brother wept silently.

Fuzi is eighteen years old this year. Although he has such a drunken father and grew up in a shabby alley, he is tall and slim, with a delicate and fair face, and two Her eyes are as clear as water, and she is a flower in the eyes of the people around her.

If a child from a poor family is too beautiful, sometimes it will become a misfortune.

Er Qiangzi saw that his daughter was becoming more and more beautiful, and he had already made a plan in his heart , wanted to sell Fuzi at a good price.

But because Fuzi's mother had always blocked it, he failed.

A few days ago, he accidentally killed his wife, but he no longer had any restraints in this regard.

At this time, he saw Fuzi hugging his younger brother. Weeping secretly on one side, Er Qiangzi grinned and said:

"You are old now. I will find a good family for you later. By then, your brother will also be able to make a living!"

Fuzi couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart after hearing this. She knew better than anyone what Jiu Mengzi's father was thinking. Her neighbors had proposed marriage to her several times before, but Er Qiangzi rejected them all. Er Qiangzi rejected them.

Qiangzi doesn't care what the other person looks like or whether his family background is innocent. He only cares about money!

Without money, no matter how good a family he is, he can't even think of marrying Fuzi!

As long as he has money, Erqiangzi doesn't mind letting Fuzi marry a man in his sixties or seventies. The old man.

Thinking that her mother was dead and no one could stop her father, and that she would soon be sold to him, Fuzi couldn't help but feel sad, got up and ran out.

As she ran, her tears seemed to be broken. It was like beads scattered all the way.

When she reached the entrance of the alley, she lay down on an old locust tree and cried.

Women in the prosperous times were as valuable as gold, and Gone with the Wind was worth a bushel of rice.

Living in this cannibalistic era, her life was not up to her at all!

At this moment, a hand touched her shoulder.

She turned around, and with tears in her eyes, a man in a suit and ties stood behind her and handed her a handkerchief.

Fuzi took the handkerchief and wiped the stain off her face. After tears, I looked at him intently.

I saw that he was wearing a well-tailored suit and a white shirt that was spotless. He was very tall, about 1.8 meters tall, and had a very handsome appearance, but his skin was slightly dark, as if I never basked in the sun before

"Are you a lucky child?"

Fuzi nodded subconsciously.

He didn't know him, so why could he call him by his name?

Qin Xiang smiled gently at Fuzi:

"I'm just here to find you."

After coming out of the bathhouse, Qin Xiang followed the memory of the original work and came to the alley where Fuzi was. Now that he has obtained the system of taking wives and concubines, he must take more concubines to complete the initial task of the system.

Who to marry? ?

While taking a relaxing bath, a name quickly emerged in his mind:

Fuzi!

The second female lead in the original work was also a person with a very miserable fate!

In the original work, she was drunk on her father for 200 yuan Dayang was sold to an officer, but was soon abandoned by the officer. After returning to the alley, the two hundred yuan had been spent by Er Qiangzi. With no money in his hand, Er Qiangzi had another mouth to eat. He cursed every day, and finally forced his daughter to be a"secret trap"!

In the end, Fuzi, who had lost all hope, stole the clothes of a drunk guest one night and escaped without anyone noticing. He hanged himself in the woods and died with hatred.

Thinking of Fuzi, Qin Xiang quickly made up his mind.

In this world that eats people without spitting out their bones, he may not be able to save too many people.

But since he has traveled through time, he must save some. Fuzi, a woman with a tragic fate

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