The young man obviously didn't expect the Song family to have such an attitude.

Those people that Song Pandi offended were not ordinary people.

In order to clean up the mess she caused, most of the connections that their Zheng family had accumulated over the years were taken out, and a lot of overt and covert interests were transferred;

Even the recipe for the newly changed tampon took the initiative to share with others, giving up several percent of the dry shares, and the loss was great!

Not to mention, because of Song Pandi's stupid and short-sighted operation, he made a mess of a good project with money, and it will take a lot of extra effort to reverse the reputation and profitability of sanitary napkins in the future.

And all of this has to be borne by their Zheng family!

How should these accounts be calculated?

The young man didn't like the Song family's reassuring attitude, especially Song Pandi, who was cheap and well-behaved, and his face became even colder.

"Our Zheng family is a good talker, thinking of the past friendships, I can't bear to see your Song family in trouble, so we will help.

The so-called kindness does not expect to be reciprocated, and we do not mean to show merit.

Just a reminder to everyone, don't let up the restraints on your family. Some troubles have been caused, and they are not so easy to clean up.

Our Zheng family's ability is shallow, and after this incident, we have almost exhausted our family funds, and we can't afford to toss again. We can't ignore the future of our Zheng family for the sake of our relatives and friends.

If the Tao is different, it is not conspiratory, so let's seek our own future in the future.

At this point, I hope you will cherish yourself and have a bright future.

The next time you get into such a disaster, I'm afraid that even if you can come up with a valuable recipe like a sanitary napkin, no one may be willing to come forward to fight for you.

Leave. ”

The young man put down some sonorous words, glanced deeply at a few people, and simply got up and left.

Li Shengnan looked left and right, but he could only get up and send off the guests by himself:

"I'm going to deliver it. ”

As a result, the people walked in a hurry, and when she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, they had already started the jeep and left.

Li Shengnan avoided the exhaust gas, and raised his hand with a smile on his face to say goodbye:

"Drive slowly, stay safe on the road!"

The people in the car didn't hear her, she just did it for the people in the village.

You can't spread the rumor that the old Song family has offended the big people, right? After that, it will be a little difficult to talk and do things in the village.

Some neighbors were still waiting to see the excitement, and when they saw her send her out, they hurriedly waved at her and wanted to call her over to talk.

Li Shengnan raised his voice and pointed to the family:

"Auntie, if you're not in a hurry, I'll go home first, and I won't be able to leave." ”

The neighbors hurriedly asked her to get busy, and then got together to discuss whether the old Song family was going to have a happy event, or why didn't they even have time to gossip.

The news in the village spread quickly, and the version after several artistic processing had long since gone out of shape.

Before dark, Song Pandi eloped with someone, and the news that his mother was going to marry into Gaomen spread throughout the village.

As for how the person who can elope with her has anything to do with the big family, the logical loopholes in this are naturally made up by folk screenwriters, which sounds more lively and bizarre than the script, and is talked about.

When it was dark, the strong laborers of the old Song family came back from work, and their faces were so stinky that they couldn't look at it.

Daddy Song put down his hoe, didn't wash his hands, and strode into the stove room to ask Mrs. Song, who was cooking:

"Brother Song is back?"

Mrs. Song was scooping up a little soft-shelled turtle chicken soup to taste salty, and when she saw the old man coming back, she simply turned the spoon and asked him to taste it, and said with a snort:

"You've heard that, too? You're back. ”

Father Song tasted the soup, gestured his thumb, signaled that the saltiness was just right, frowned and asked:

"Seeing you like this, she's really in trouble?"

Mrs. Song poured some cold water and washed down the soup spoon, filled half of the stewed milky white soup, added some cold water to boil, and prepared the next noodles.

"No, she's too bold to talk about her. ”