During the few days he was out, he didn't go out to the market. A man hid in a construction company in the city, looked for someone to drink to kill his sorrows, and sulked silently. When his anger was gone, he thought about the stone field again, and remembered the full moon and apricot boy who were noisy with him. So, he deliberately bought a lot of delicious and useful things, and bought a few bells and whistles of plastic toys for Zhu'er's baby, and hurried back.

During this time, he also felt that his attitude at that time was too bad, and he offended the whole family, leaving him alone, which was really too impulsive. As long as you don't nod your head, you won't lend it to the preserved fruit factory, and you still need to make such an earth-shattering noise. Therefore, when he came back this time, he bought it here and got it there, and he also had a little sense of apology.

Back in the village, he went straight to the stone field. I saw the rumbling sound of the machine in the stone field, and the figures swayed in a silvery white environment and atmosphere. All kinds of living roads are also running in an orderly manner, and there is no abnormal situation. Mao Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, no matter what he said, Full Moon and Xingzi are the closest people to him, no matter what they do wrong in the future, even if they are a mess with each other, they will all take care of their family and business wholeheartedly. Whoever will twist his elbow outward and eat inside and out.

With that in mind, he entered the makeshift office and caught a glimpse of Apricot lying on the table to check the progress of production.

Mao Xiang still took out his usual tone, and asked as if it was okay, Xingzai, how has the progress of the past two days?

Xingzi glanced at Mao Xiang and replied lightly, still like that.

Mao Xiang snorted. Seeing that there were only the two of them in the house, he whispered, Xingzai, what happened that day, don't you care. It's all about talking in a hurry, and they are all in a hurry, and they make an unpleasant scene. From now on, we will never be like this again.

Xingzi looked up at Mao Xiang and said, yes, no.

Mao Xiang patted his chest and said, what could it be. The words I have said are all a mouthful of spit, and it doesn't count when it happens.

Xingzai showed a smile on his face. He said, Dad, whether you're right or I'm right, I'll do what I want anyway. I am willing to fight and punish, and it is up to you. If you want me to do it with you, I'll keep doing it with all my heart. If I don't do it, I'll walk now.

Mao Xiang was stunned. He asked blankly, what are you talking about, what are you doing, say it quickly.

Xingzi replied indifferently, I transferred the 100,000 yuan on the account to the preserved fruit factory. Now, it is estimated that more than half a mile of this money has been used. This is the receipt issued over there, and even the interest is clearly written. You just pulled out a note from the drawer and handed it to Mao Xiang.

Mao Xiang stared at the white note with handwriting, and everyone was dumbfounded, and he didn't make a sound for a long time. Then he jerked the large grunt thing he was carrying to the ground. On the floor of the house, which was stained with white stone powder, there were suddenly scattered colorful eating utensils. The hard plastic toys bought for the Zhu'er baby were also shattered, and the wheels, goose heads, and human heads, hands and feet were splashed everywhere.

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