In this sudden change, in addition to the sour apricot and xylophone, Mao Sheng was the most frightened.

He saw a broad-shouldered man who had been interrogating his woman, and the people around him were honestly listening. The sour apricot's face was long and bloodless. I knew that the big cadres of the commune came because they thought that their women were acting recklessly and caused a big disaster to the brigade and themselves. He was absentmindedly doing his work, and nervously watching the movements of the group of people on the side of the embankment, all the while beating the drumsticks in his heart. He thought that the public society would not take its own women away and hold a criticism meeting. If that's the case, how can you do it? He complained about the woman's troubles, and lamented his own powerlessness. There is only anxiety, but there is no way.

After finishing work at noon, people rushed to their homes in piles of threes and fives, still talking about what happened during the work break. Some said it was a good thing, and the people who didn't see the commune had a smile on their faces when they left. Some say it's a bad thing, you look at the sour face, it's too late to cry, and you have the idea of kneeling. The more he said this, the more anxious Mao Sheng became, and his heart kept in his throat.

As soon as he entered the house, Mao Sheng began to complain about the xylophone, saying that we would not dare to make trouble in the future, and scare everyone to death. If there is really a good one, let the commune hold a criticism meeting, who will rescue you.

Xylophone comforted him and said, it's not so serious. Isn't it just singing a song and humming a song, and it doesn't delay labor and destroy production, why will there be a criticism meeting?

Mao Sheng instructed with palpitations, it's better to be careful, but don't dare to make any more mistakes.

As he spoke, Mao Lin came in with a shovel. It seems that he didn't have time to rush home before he made a beeline for here.

Mao Lin said, congratulations to my sister-in-law, who added color to our village's face in front of the commune leaders. The commune is also preparing to hold an on-site meeting in our village, which is the first time that our village has opened up a world.

Maosheng hurriedly asked, is it going to be a criticism meeting for Jing'er Niang. After listening to Maolin's explanation, the heart that had been hanging in his throat for half a morning finally fell to the ground. He said repeatedly, this is good, it's okay, don't cause any trouble.

Mao Lin came in such a hurry, because he said that he didn't have to go to the construction site this afternoon, and went to the brigade office to discuss the preparation of the commune meeting. In particular, how to make the cultural and entertainment publicity activities in the workplace more prosperous and lively.

After sending Mao Lin away, the wood family hurriedly made a fire to cook, and Mao Sheng was watching and coaxing Zhong'er in the yard. The sour jujube went to herd the cattle, and he didn't come back at noon, and it was quiet in the west courtyard. Jing'er had nowhere to go, so she played around Maosheng and teased Zhong'er.

At this time, the footsteps of Zhuo La sounded outside the door again, and Zhenfu's wife entered the courtyard with her teeth open. She said hello to Mao Sheng, arched into the pot house, chatted with the xylophone for a long time, and left happily. Before leaving, she also said to Maosheng, the eldest nephew is really a good fate, and it is difficult to find someone with a lantern, so you can meet you, and I don't know which life it is a blessing. He also said that the two babies look like their nephews and daughters-in-law, and they must be characters when they grow up.

After sending Huoyazi away, Maosheng asked the xylophone in a daze, what is wrong with Huoyazi, which makes people confused. Xylophone laughed and said it was a good thing.

Huoyazi rushed over in such a hurry, and it was assigned by Zhenfu.

The object of the bank, vanilla, is going to visit home tomorrow. Zhenfu had already asked Huoyazi to find a good candidate to accompany him, that is, Xue'e, Lanxiang and Full Moon, who went to the supply and marketing cooperative's hotel to accompany the blind date last time. However, today's incident on the construction site made Zhenfu immediately have a new understanding of xylophone. He felt that the person who accompanied him had to add a xylophone. Without her presence, this face would not have been upgraded, and the value would not have gone up.

Zhenfu has always been confident in his judgment. He saw clearly that the xylophone was by no means a hen that could only lay eggs and hold babies, but a phoenix in the hen's nest. Once she flies into shape, I'm afraid this small apricot blossom village won't be able to hold her.

When he was walking home, he calculated that he must let Xylophone participate in the occasion of the bank's housekeeper. In this way, not only does it look good on the field, but if you think about it in the long run, there are only benefits and no disadvantages. He hurriedly sent his mother-in-law out of the house, and sat at home anxiously waiting for a reply, worried that the xylophone would not agree and would not give him this face.