However, he cannot earn work points because he does not know how to do farm work. Even if he is given some work points, he will not be able to get a grain of food. It is difficult to live on a few dollars of relief money, but he cannot live by drinking the northwest wind?

In October 1981, Feng Lianglun was assigned to special care by the government and worked as a worker in the town-run plastic products factory. Later, through enthusiastic matchmaking, he got married to Jiang Suling, a young girl from a nearby village. After marriage, the two fell in love with each other and had a deep relationship. People said that they were a happy couple, and they felt that Feng Lianglun, the former "beggar", was very lucky.

Although Feng Lianglun was once a beggar, he had a shrewd mind. Under the green light of "allowing some people to get rich first", he quickly seized the opportunity and ran ahead.

He quit his job, borrowed more than 100,000 yuan, and started a grass products processing factory. He hired five workers and a technician with a high salary. Within two months, the factory was in production. He not only focused on management, but also engaged in supply and marketing. He traveled to Shanghai and Guangzhou, and was very fast and rigorous. In just two years, he became an upstart with hundreds of thousands of dollars. People were surprised by his talent, and he was contented with his financial prosperity.

As money rolled in, strange changes occurred in Feng Lianglun's heart.

In the past, he once begged on the street and believed that rich people did not have to worry about food or clothing. They were carefree and enjoyed everything they wanted. I don’t dare to climb high. I will be satisfied when God opens his eyes and allows me to stop being hungry and cold. After becoming a worker, he felt indescribably happy, as if he was afraid of losing his job, and felt endless energy in his body. In particular, Su Ling did not dislike his poverty and resolutely married him, so that he no longer had to bear the burden of being a "poor bachelor", which made him sincerely grateful and satisfied. He had vowed many times that he would be willing to work as a cow or a horse in order to repay his wife's kindness. Therefore, although my life is not rich, I feel that my life is endlessly joyful and extremely happy.

However, that was his past. Now that he is a rich man with a big belly, he is naturally different from what he used to be. I don’t know since when, he no longer worries about poverty, is no longer excited about the favor of fortune, and is no longer as enamored and infatuated with a warm family as in the past. The past is like clouds, the dead are like this, the past is all gone, and all that is left in the mind is a blank of thinking. Once upon a time, he discovered that what took advantage of the situation was an even more disturbing worry—an unbearable loneliness. Moreover, the thicker the pile of banknotes, the stronger the feeling of loneliness, as if something was missing in life, which made him restless.

Suddenly, he remembered, and he remembered the dream that made him ecstasy: the mist was vast, he searched and searched everywhere, but found nothing, he was depressed, and he wandered. Suddenly, a soft call came from behind: "Dear..." He suddenly looked back, and saw a slender girl dancing with a very sexy figure slowly floating towards her... He pounced on the girl, and the girl turned and flew away. He shouted loudly: "Don't go, don't go -!"

"The child's father, the child's father, what's wrong with you?" He suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and saw his wife, he frowned and squeezed out two words through his teeth: "I hate it!"

He recalled the dream. He will use the power of money to find the "princess" in his dream again.

In March, a wonderful show by a song and dance troupe will be performed at the beautiful Yuecheng Theater. The lanterns had just been lit, but a colorful crowd had already gathered in front of the theater.

She was like a baby swallow, anxiously walking among people, eager to get a refund from everyone. However, she failed to do so.

He had already noticed her. Isn't she exactly the "princess" in the dream? No, the "princess" in the dream will also be jealous of her beauty. If I get her, my life will not be in vain. He rolled his eyes slyly, stretched out his hand and threw out two and a half "big unity" tickets and quickly obtained two tickets from "ticket dumper". He moved closer to her.

"Are you watching the show? "

" Did you refund the check? "

" has exactly one. How much does "

" cost? "

" It's not money, just take a look. "As he said that, he handed the ticket to her hand.

He and she were seated next to each other.

"Where do you work? "

" library."

" Although your job is noble, is it not affordable? "

" isn't it, with a dry salary and no bonus at all, dozens of dollars are simply not enough. "

"...I work at Yuedong Grass Products Factory, just in the eastern suburbs. If you have any difficulties in the future, please feel free to contact me. "After that, he handed her a business card.

She appreciated his enthusiasm and generosity. After saying goodbye, she extended her right hand to him: "Thank you. My name is Zhang Xiumin. You are welcome to play. " He held her soft and delicate hand tightly and smiled and nodded.

Two days later, he began to visit her frequently. She welcomed him warmly. He invited her to the restaurant, and she readily agreed. He invited her to dance, and she actively accompanied him. He gave her a gold necklace, she was surprised, and she was grateful... He had entangled her, and she was like an ant. He talked sadly about his "unfortunate" marriage, and she gave him tears of sympathy.

"Xiumin, do you know? I can't live without you. " He told her in a calm tone.

"You already have a wife. It's our business..." She buried her head in her arms and bit her clothes.

"No, I can divorce her! ...I have plenty of money, even if I don't have a penny, within two years, I can earn hundreds of thousands, enough for the two of us to enjoy for a lifetime. "

She slowly raised her head, and gave him a deep feeling of approval and expectation from her watery eyes. He hurriedly took her into his arms, and pressed her four hot lips tightly. Crazy catkins danced with the wind, and the light peach blossoms flowed with the water.

However, he was muttering in his heart: "Can my wife divorce me? "He clearly realized that problems cannot be solved by soft methods. What about hard ones? There are many precedents, and the success rate is too low. Moreover, they have to bear the rebuke of the world. Only fools openly beat their wives and get divorced. As the saying goes: Money can make all the difference, why not use money to its advantage? Yes! I have plenty of money. I I need to use money to "build the plank road openly and covertly", and then when the time is right, I can achieve my goal without anyone noticing.

He held Zhang Xiumin's face in his hands, looked at it and said, "Dear, do you believe me? "

" Hmm. "

"Listen to me telling you a story: Once, Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk went to have a vegetarian meal, and the owner of the vegetarian restaurant brought them a pot of freshly stewed tofu. Zhu Bajie was afraid that he would eat less. As soon as the owner put the pot away, he put his mouth into the pot and took a sip. The result was so hot that he rolled around and screamed in pain. Zhu Bajie burned his mouth and could not eat anymore. But Monk Sha ate all the cold pot of tofu..."

"You mean..."

"If you want to eat tofu, you must first stop eating tofu. In order to make our relationship public, we must keep it secret first. Do you think this is true? "After hearing what Feng Lianglun said, she looked at him without blinking and nodded gently but forcefully.

From then on, he went back and forth between the two women, playing two different roles. He and Zhang Xiumin were inseparable. The love affair is murky, he loves his wife in every possible way, and the couple is "deeply affectionate". However, Su Ling is kept in the dark. She only knows that the husband and wife love each other, but she doesn't know that "love" can be the incarnation of "narcosis". She only knows her husband. The love between a wife is long, but she doesn’t know that ruthless murderous intent can be hidden in her “affectionate” behavior! Exactly: only knows that spring flowers and autumn moon are good, and does not know that troubles are coming from outside!

After a period of visits, he finally found someone who could act for him.

Liu Fazhi had just come out of the casino dejectedly, and Feng Lianglun followed him immediately.

“Dude, do you need money? "

" Who are you? "

" buddy's friend. How's your luck? "

" luck? Fucking bad luck! Three hundred yuan and within an hour it was all on the line. "

" Take it and use it first. If you are a good friend, I can give you a chance to make a fortune. "Feng Lianglun took out a thick stack of ten-yuan notes from his pocket and held it against Liu Fazhi's hand.

"You are such a buddy. If you are useful to us as a buddy, just cough. "As Liu Fazhi spoke, he grabbed the banknotes and counted them.

"Don't worry, wait for me at Ruyi Hotel at 6 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

The next day, Liu Fazhi went to the appointment on time. After a while, Feng Lianglun leaned towards Liu Fazhi and lowered his voice: "I have an enemy in Tiezhen. She is with me, and she is without me. If my brother is willing to help, I am willing to pay this amount." He stretched out three fingers and shook them back and forth in front of Liu Fazhi twice.

"Three thousand?"

"If you do a really good job, you can increase this number." Feng Lianglun stretched out his two fingers again.

"Oh?" Liu Fazhi's eyes suddenly froze, and he frowned for a moment and said, "But I have never been to Tiezhen?"

"Hahaha!" Feng Lianglun laughed for a while and then whispered: "That's exactly right. He's your protector. When you get back to Yuecheng, you can rest assured and sleep with your golden doll in your arms. No matter how smart the police are, they won't find you Liu Fazhi. "

" Live Zhuge, live Zhuge. It’s settled! When do you think we'll start? "

" Don't worry, in order to work more safely and smoothly, you must find another caring brother, okay? The sooner the better. "

" Isn't it safer if he looks at the wind for you? I will give him another thousand. But forgive me for not being able to meet, we can only communicate through one line, otherwise, I will be fine, but your thousands of dollars will not be safe..."

A bloody transaction was formed.

Liu Fazhi quickly found a helper, a man nicknamed "Second Cat".

On the first day of the seventh lunar month in 1990, Liu Fazhi and "Er Mao", under Feng's instruction, rode " Jialing " to Tiezhen for some detective work. Feng Lianglun ordered him to do it on the night of the third day of the lunar month, and Liu Fazhi and "Er Mao" prepared the instruments for committing the crime.

Feng Lianglun found Zhang Xiumin: "I have made arrangements, but for our safety, I must avoid it for a few days. In two days, you try to find out what's going on in Tiezhen and pick me up at the train station on the night of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year."

"I'm afraid—!" Zhang Xiumin suddenly threw herself into Feng Lianglun's arms and hugged him tightly with her arms.

"Don't be afraid, it will succeed. The day we are looking forward to is coming soon..." He said, stroking her hair.

On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Feng Lianglun and his wife fell in love. The next day, his wife and two employees from the factory put him on the train bound for Shanghai.

On the third night of the Lunar New Year, just after the clock struck 11 o'clock, two black figures sneaked into Iron Town. In the early morning, thick ink stained the vast night sky. A few stars slowed down their breathing for fear of waking up the sleeping beings, and dim figures flickered quietly.

"Someone's coming——!" A fierce woman's scream suddenly tore through the silent night, piercing people's peaceful sleep. After a bit of shock, people rushed out the door with shovels and wooden sticks. From the cry of a child, they knew that something had happened to Feng Lianglun's family, so they quickly rushed to Feng's house, only to see Feng Lianglun's wife Jiang Suling lying in a pool of purple blood, moaning feebly. People quickly sent Jiang Suling to the hospital.

In the early morning of the fifth day of the lunar month, Jiang Suling was dying on the hospital bed. Feng Lianglun looked filled with grief and anger. He ignored the dissuasion of the medical staff and rushed into the ward wailing and howling. He rushed towards Su Ling and held her in his arms while shaking her. The medical staff angrily pulled him outside and reprimanded him severely. He burst into tears and beat his chest. He looked in pain as if he had just lost his heir.

After Feng Lianglun’s rough tossing, Jiang Suling’s heart stopped beating after only three hours.

As the saying goes: The French Open is open to all, but no omissions are missed. Feng Lianglun once thought that by wearing the cloak of "having nothing to do with him", he could evade responsibility and realize his "mandarin duck dream" safely. However, Jiang Suling's body was still cold, and a pair of bright handcuffs had ruthlessly locked his hands. ·

Early spring of 1991. The sky was clear and the wind was bright and sunny. With two crisp gunshots, Feng Lianglun and Liu Fazhi fell into the pit dug for them in advance.

I remember Wang Shuo has a famous saying: "Money is not everything, but nothing is impossible without money." This sentence describes the function of money quite accurately.

People's life will inevitably have various relationships with money. Money does bring happiness to people on many occasions. But we cannot deny that there are many people who have fallen into a desperate situation just because of money.

A person's attitude towards money is often a direct reflection of his attitude towards life. When dealing with people, whether it is making love, making friends, hiring employees, etc., his attitude towards money will also affect your attitude towards him as a person. If a person doesn't care about money, it may be difficult for you to believe that he will take other things seriously; however, if a person cares too much about money, it may be too tiring for you to deal with him. Even if a few friends go out to play together, if their attitudes towards money are too different, it will directly affect the happiness of the trip.

No matter how important you say money is, I have no objection. However, I want to emphasize that there must be something more important than money, such as the air and sunshine in nature, the integrity and kindness of a person's nature, etc. In the abstract, not many people would deny that they are more important than money. The difficulty of the problem lies in whether people can implement these abstract theoretical understandings into specific behavioral decisions when dealing with related matters. For example, are you willing to ignore the consequences of polluting the air just to make a considerable amount of money? Letting millions of people breathe polluted air in pursuit of your huge profits cannot be the right thing to do.

I personally think that the correct value for money is: Money can only be a means but not an end. Money is always a means to achieve a certain purpose. As a means, money is probably the most important, because it can buy almost anything you want: as an end, it has no value, not even toilet paper.