The xylophone stall spread his hands and replied helplessly, I don't know. We can't even control the people in our own family, can we control others? The superior leaders don't have an attitude, how can we manage it.

Sour Xing was surprised, we can't do anything, just let them mess around.

Xylophone replied in frustration, this can only be the case, what else can we do with them.

Several people fell into a dull state, each pondering the helpless thing in front of them, staring at them and helpless.

In the following days, Xylophone and Mao Sheng had a few awkward fights. Muqin tried her best to dissuade Maosheng from participating in this matter, and even made a wish that as long as he could get out of the way, she would do the work of Tongwanggong and let him go back to work in the factory. Maosheng is already Wang Ba's iron heart after eating scales, but he doesn't let go. Moreover, Mao Sheng is also unusual, with a good mood all day long, neither angry, nor annoyed, let alone argued. You tell yours, I do mine, I do it with a hundred times more energy, full of confidence, and I look like the well water does not interfere with the river water. Sometimes, a sentence often comes out of his mouth, saying that the road is facing the sky, each going his own way, no one can hinder anyone, and no one is allowed to interfere in anyone's internal affairs. It makes the xylophone angry and annoying.

Later, Xylophone mobilized Jing'er to join the persuasion team, and even Zhong'er and Xingzi also went into battle, but to no avail. Muqin understands that once Maosheng, a strong bull, recognizes the truth and is energetic, no one wants to pull him back. Slowly, the xylophone died of this thought, and let him make trouble. As long as the family's three meals a day and the farm work in the fields are not delayed, he can make a fuss as he wants, everything is casual, and he can only do as he pleases.

Unlike the xylophone, the sour apricot had a quarrel with his own woman.

Since the day they got married, in the past 30 years, the two have rarely blushed. On weekdays, the two of them are among hundreds of family couples in the mountain village, and they should be regarded as models of mutual respect. Sour apricots rarely scold women loudly, and women also do their best to maintain men's faces and occasions. In front of and behind the people, I haven't heard anyone tell the nonsense of the two people. Of course, the sour date lady is excluded. This time it was very different. Both of them are like red-eyed fighting cocks, unconvinced by each other, and they don't give in to each other.

First of all, Sour Xing was furious, and took out the posture and ruthlessness of beating the people back then, staring and clenching his fists to teach women ignorant things, unable to distinguish the importance of the matter, losing his face, and taking the lead in ruining the atmosphere of the He family. What's more serious is that demolishing Feng'er's table in person made her lose confidence in speaking and doing things in the village, and lost her persuasiveness and influence.

At this time, the sour apricot woman was silent. doesn't explain, let alone make a mistake, and the mouth is foaming at the mouth from the sour apricot. When he had exhausted his anger and sharpened his mouth, she began to eat or go to bed. Or lift his ass and leave, and let him talk to himself.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Sour Xing also mobilized the whole family to do work like a xylophone. As a result, the two sons of Feng'er and the people took turns to go into battle on the National Day and launched a tough battle like chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Sour Xing also saw the opportunity, and took advantage of Ye'er's limited time to go home for vacation, and wanted to pull her in, but Ye'er refused.

Ye Er replied, Dad, forget it, my family is also restless day and night. The mother-in-law is also mobilizing the family to do the work of the golden leaf master, which is useless at all, and she can't say anything. If you want me to say, my mother is willing to do it, just ask her to do it, it's not a shameful thing. Perhaps, this god really exists. Otherwise, Jin Ye got sick when he was young, and the doctor couldn't see it well, so he went to ask the gods and sent one, and it would be good. Build a temple, once there is a person who is uneasy and unhappy, burn incense, worship God, the mood is settled first, and everything will have a bottom. This is also famous in medicine, called psychotherapy. [End of Chapter]