When the sour jujube saw Maoshan standing proudly in the room, he immediately felt that it was not good. A person who calls himself uncle, seeing that he was beaten by his mother-in-law into such an embarrassment, the legend goes out, of course, there is no face on the field. The sour jujube was excited, and he suddenly came back to his senses. After he jumped out of the door, he snatched the broom pimple from his mother-in-law's hand, pointed at his mother-in-law's head, and turned his head to Maoshan Road, this can't be done if you don't fight. When the mother-in-law saw that outsiders were present, she had to temporarily put away her majesty and beckoned Maoshan to sit down and drink tea.

Moshan couldn't help laughing, pretending not to see it. He told his mother-in-law that Maolin was looking for her and told her to go quickly. After that, he didn't dare to delay for the slightest, and rushed out of the house. As soon as he arrived outside the gate, Maoshan couldn't help it, and stood alone in the rain and laughed to death. My stomach also laughed, and it hurt so much that I couldn't straighten my waist when I laughed. He couldn't help laughing, so he laughed, and then "ouch" twice, both happy to death, and painful to death, all the way back to Maolin's house.

Since then, a mantra has prevailed in Xinghua Village: If you don't fight this, you can't do it.

This statement has a wide range of applications. Whether it is between babies, between adults, between babies and adults, or even when working in the fields or playing in their spare time, as long as there is a party that does not conform to their own minds or ideas and refuses to repent, they can come up with a sentence: This can't be done if you don't fight. This is followed by a string of good-natured laughter or angry arguments.

This kind of leisurely and comfortable life did not last long according to the wishes of the villagers. At least, Mao Xiang would not have asked Mao Lin, who caused trouble, to live his little sun and moon so peacefully.

Mao Xiang was a restless master. Too quiet and boring life, not suitable for his habits. He is willing to live in a turbulent environment, waiting for an opportunity to grab more things that are beneficial to him. This is the mindset and inertia that he has unconsciously developed in his wandering life for many years. Of course, he would never talk to anyone. His heart is hard, his temper is hard, and his heart is hard. As long as you have the right idea, you will put it into practice regardless of everything. Regardless of success or failure, never regret it.

Mao Xiang can't see the comfort of the forest. This seed of deliberate revenge has been deeply planted in his heart since the time of the duel between the two. Mao Xiang saw that Yang Xiande had led people to toss for several days, and he tore things up in such a daze, of course he didn't enjoy it. You Maolin toss if you want, spoil whoever you want, and buckle the basin on whoever you want, so you buckle it hard. Others have to swallow their anger and be at your mercy. There are no doors. Not only did he not agree, but even the cubs such as the foreign bank would not agree.

To completely subdue Mao Lin and cure him to convince him and kneel on the ground and beg for mercy is just a piece of cake for Mao Xiang. At this time, Mao Xiang already has much stronger stamina and strength than Mao Lin. That is, he has several young cubs such as Yang Xing in his hands, and the cubs are full of resentment and anger towards Maolin. came forward by himself and reorganized Maolin fiercely, not only out of his own anger, but also for the cubs to show the evil anger in their hearts, but also for the xylophone Zhenfu and others to calm the world. If this continues, he not only grabbed the popularity of the backer, but also paved the cornerstone bridge on the road behind him, and built a wide stage for him to sing the following shows. [End of Chapter]