After saying that, several people got into the car again. The jeep rolled up a foggy stone powder face, roared out of the stone field, and ran to the main road out of the mountain.

Mao Xiang was already stupid. He stood blankly in the field, his stiff body like a stump of a tree that was about to rot. The stiff expression, the numb limbs, and the gloomy look all indicate that Mao Xiang has reached the time when he is dying of old age. Only those thick eyelids blinked freely and mechanically, making people believe that Mao Xiang had not yet lost his breath and had not yet become a dead man.

By this time, the full moon had been scared to the point of crying. Teardrops were like autumn twilight rain, covering that pale cheek. She said to herself, how can this be done, how can this be done. My life is so miserable. I just survived a good life, and I was ruined like this, so how can I live.

Xingzi said to the dead man-like Mao in shock, Dad, our field really didn't go through the formalities. We use barren mountains, not land. This book is really so heavy.

Mao Xiangba slapped his mouth a few times and said, I don't know. Who ever thought about mining the stones on our own mountain, what procedures do you have to go through? Those who run in partnerships, no one has ever mentioned it. In the stone yard they run outside, there must not be that kind of book. It's really strange, why do we have to deal with mining in our own mountain nests. Someone must have stumbled in the shadows and wanted to destroy our foundation. Xingzai, you try to think about it, who is with us. If we are asked to find out, I, Song Maoxiang, will not tear down the fence of his house and dig up the ancestral grave, so I will not come to the world to walk here.

Xingzi thought about it for a long time, and replied, Dad, now is not the time for us to investigate the right matter. Hurry up to the outside of the mountain to inquire and understand, whether it is a stone on the mountain, and what procedures need to be done. If we didn't do it, how will the public punish us? Is it enough to just close the venue, will there be other explanations, such as fines and the like? I think, you go now, hurry up and find those partners to talk to the situation. Tell them to hurry up and find out, we have something to prepare.

This sentence reminded Mao Xiang in the end. He didn't bother to speak, and got on his motorcycle and ran out of the village.

The full moon looked at Xingzi and said, Xingzi, this disaster can all depend on your support. Whether your father can have a good or bad guy depends on you. What you say, let's do it, I only listen to you. Tell me, what else can we do now?

Apricot sat on the ground. He frowned, shrugged his nose a few times, his mouth slightly open, and sweat broke out of his forehead with nervousness, which looked strange and funny in the cold winter weather. His ten fingers kept cutting around as if he were about to grasp something, and his gaze was cast into the void in the distance. Full Moon stared at Apricot Boy tightly, thinking that men always have to use smoke when thinking about things. She took it upon herself to return to the office, took out a box of cigarettes, took out one, handed it to the apricot boy who was meditating, and lit the match with her own hands. Xingzi also forgot that he didn't know how to smoke, so he took it and let the full moon light the cigarette in his hand. He involuntarily took a deep breath and coughed loudly from the smoke. The neck was purple and red, and several green tendons erupted. It was also this choking smoke that pulled the apricot boy back from meditation.

Xingzi got up, patted the stone powder on his buttocks, and said to the full moon, Auntie, we can't be imprisoned like this, we have to go to the town credit union as soon as possible.

Full Moon asked puzzledly, what are you doing, the credit union is not a land bureau, what is the use?

Xingzi replied, when you arrive, you will know. Take all the deposit passbooks with you, and leave here, without delay.

At this time, the full moon has no opinion. Seeing that Xingzi was so resolute in pulling himself away, he ran home without thinking about it and found a few large passbooks. Told Xingzi to carry it on a motorcycle and went straight to the town.

At this time, the villagers had already had lunch. There are people on the streets, and what they should be doing is still doing something, no different than usual. The news of the seizure of the stone field has not been spread for the time being. However, it won't be long before a thunderclap breaks out in Xinghua Village. In addition to being shocked, the villagers had enough condiments to talk about wine.

When Xylophone returned home, Mao Sheng had just had dinner. He was trying his best to mediate the tearing and fighting between the two cubs of Jin Ye and Huaiyu. The two cubs are fighting for the stage to watch TV, and they are making a lot of trouble. In order to mediate the quarrel between the two, Mao Sheng was even more busy. Persuade this, coax that, but no one will listen to him.

Seeing that the xylophone was back, Mao Sheng felt a "sigh" in his heart, afraid that the xylophone would perceive the secret that he was hiding deep in his heart and did not dare to make a noise. It was hard for him to predict what Xylophone would think and do if he knew what he was doing. Will you ruthlessly sell Mao Xiang, and even sell yourself and Xingzi to the public.

At noon, Mao Xiang slipped into Mao Sheng's house in a panic and sneakily. The moment he entered the door, Mao Xiang shouted "brother" in a hoarse voice, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

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