For most of his life, he has wandered around the society, and he has become much more calm and spicy. He doesn't get hot-headed and do it recklessly. He realistically analyzed the situation in the village and the possibility of counterattacking, and thought that Mao Lin was too radical this time. He has set up too many antagonists for himself, and he is still a hard master with deep roots and deep influence in the city. Like Zhenfu's family, Xylophone's family, and the in-laws' sour apricot family. It's like hitting a stone with an egg and knocking yourself to death. After weighing it for a long time, he felt that if he wanted to make a move, he had a great chance of winning, and Maolin would definitely lose.

He called Yangxing, Jing'er and a few cubs of the people to his house, let the full moon fry a few side dishes, said that there was a disaster in the field, and asked you to help and be tired, and drink a glass of wine to express your gratitude. Of course, the foreign companies were willing, so they and Mao Xiang rounded up the big names to drink and drink. When it was time for the hot wine, Mao Xiang took the opportunity to lead the conversation to the matter of Mao Lin taking the lead in petitioning.

A few cubs were already angry because of this. They were upset with Xylophone Zhenfu and others, and started a scolding field with the strength of wine. Mao Xiang encouraged a few cubs to clean up the forest and give him some color to see, so that he knew that he knew that he was powerful. The so-called wine strengthens heroes. A few cubs borrowed the strength of the wine and were hot-headed, so they unanimously decided to teach Maolin a lesson. He even showed the monkey the chicken, and told those who followed the coaxing to be honest.

So, a few drunken cubs came to Maolin's house. When they couldn't find Maolin, they searched outside the village. Finally, in the field outside the village, they caught the dense forest that was about to touch the mold.

When Mao Lin saw a few cubs running towards him with drunken eyes and hazy eyes, he felt that something was wrong. He wanted to get out of the way as soon as possible. Before he could move his nest, he was indiscriminately overturned to the ground by several cubs, and he was beaten hard without a head. Maolin's nose bleeds and bruises all over his body.

Back at home, Maolin cried. He arched his head under the covers and cried for half the night. A big man's house, the kind of cry that couldn't be suppressed by death, low and hoarse, shook the air in the room and couldn't stop shaking.

Xue'e was by her side, unable to do anything, so she could only cry silently. If it were a change to the usual, Xue'e would definitely go to Xylophone to solve it. This time it was a different story. Mao Lin was beaten because he dismantled the xylophone table to rebel against her, and of course he couldn't go to her. Maybe the person who played Maolin was instructed by the xylophone behind his back. Thinking about it this way, Xue'e felt helpless and hopeless like never before. She can't do anything except cry with a man, she can't do anything.

After crying bitterly, Maolin's heart gradually calmed down. He thought about it for most of the night, and carefully sorted out the various processes and changes since the road was built. He felt that he had already walked on the single-plank bridge, so he could only move forward, and could not go back and backwards. He regretted that he was so obsessed with the government at that time, and he had to make up this kind of thing that poked the sky and the earth. Now, this kind of embarrassing situation has been made. Even if he wants to stop making trouble and petitioning, Muqin and the others will not give up, and Zhenfu, the old fox, will not be merciful. If you don't force yourself to death, you will be stripped of a layer of skin. Since they have torn their faces, they can't take care of much. Only by continuing to petition and turning him upside down, he can still have a chance to survive and maneuver, and he may also have the possibility of mixing in Xinghua Village. If you really can't do it, you will fight to break the net. If you really can't stay in Xinghua Village, let's move your family out. There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here, and there is no place to bury people in the loess. But the breath has to be spit out. A dignified man was bullied by a few cubs, is it still called someone. In the future, how will I behave in the village? [End of Chapter]