BPE Chapter 31

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After Xiao Jin finished eating the meat, Mrs. Feng walked over quietly and said, "Xiao Jin, where did you find this gold? Is there any more there? I'll make you more delicious food, okay?"

Xiaojin ignored Mrs. Feng and walk away. Usually when he heard something delicious, he would immediately respond but he didn't make a sound at this time. Mrs. Feng asked him several times but he simply flew to the roof, stood on it and combed his feathers slowly, looking a bit like an eagle, very majestic.

Madam Feng took out the gold from her pocket. It was a little bigger than the last one, and it would definitely be worth more money. She felt that the gold was given to the old Feng family by the Mountain God, isn't it? Huzi is an animal raised by the Mountain God, and Xiaojin is raised by Huzi, so Xiaojin is also a mythical beast in front of the Mountain God. The gold that Xiaojin brought back is because the Mountain God is taking care of her family.

The more old lady Feng thought about it, the more reasonable she felt. She must go to worship the mountain god with his old man more in the future, and offer him more air-dried meat to eat, so that the old man would be happy and bring more gold to her family.

When Feng Yimin returned home for dinner, Mrs. Feng took out the gold and said happily, "Look at what the Mountain God has brought us? Well, he must have asked Xiao Jin to bring it back to our family. Xiao Jin gave it to me this morning, hehe. Xiaojin's name is good, he is born with luck, in fact, I have seen it long ago, why don't you give it such a name?"

Feng Yimin took the gold and weighed it, his face smiling at first, but he still couldn't help but be hopeful and said, "Our family has received gold from Longling twice, maybe there really is a gold mine in it. , I'll take someone to Longling to take a closer look after I've been busy for a while."

Madam Feng doesn't care about these things. If there is a gold mine, the benefits of her family are indispensable. She also reminded him "If you want to look for it, then go ahead. But you are not allowed to tell anyone about the gold you found at home. I plan to go out in a few days. I will take it out of the mountain and sell it. Your father became a self-employed person, I don't know what he is like now."

Feng Yimin also missed a little in his heart. His father is so old. Whether he can get used to it when he arrives in the south is still a problem. He was very worried, but he comforted Mrs. Feng and said, "Mom, don't worry about Dad, he must be well, I have to go to the provincial capital in two days, and I will sell the gold for you."

The old lady Feng said strangely: "What are you gonna do in the provincial capital?"

Feng Yimin laughed heartily and explained to her patiently, "Mom, didn't I meet Director Zhou of the Railway Bureau last time I participated in the provincial cadre inspection? I told him about our Taoyuan Village. He was very interested in our place, and he said that he would organize employees to travel, so I will go to him this time and help you take the gold to the bank to sell."

Madam Feng's eyes lit up, and she immediately thought of her own ice drink machine, and hurriedly urged her eldest son to say, "This is a good thing, when tourists come, we can sell our iced soda. You have to hurry, I will prepare some dried meat for you, you can bring it to the director Zhou, and let him help us."

Feng Yimin was taken aback, and without thinking, he reached out and held Mrs. Feng down and said, "Mom, Director Zhou really wants to help us, so we can't do things like giving gifts."

Madam Feng clapped his hands away vigorously, raised her eyebrows on her hips and said, "What do you know? Are there people in the world who don't like to receive gifts? Air-dried meat is not money, you can take some to their house. , the elderly and children in his family can eat it, they are happy to eat it, maybe your business will be done for you, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, so listen to me."

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