At this time, there was a burst of laughter and slapstick in the west courtyard, and a few cubs in Jing'er were chatting, this kind of lively atmosphere that only young people can have gathered, led the xylophone out of the house, she stood under the courtyard wall, listened quietly for a while, and couldn't hear what they were saying, but the atmosphere was still warm, mixed with unbridled laughter from time to time, she also wanted to mix in the west courtyard, in order to relieve the depression in her heart, just moved a few steps, and stopped, she knew that whether it was age, or the existing identity, she was not suitable to mix, if she went, she could only let the babies and cubs lose their interest, and they felt bored, and quietly hid next to eavesdropping, on the contrary, you can feel a little bit of the unique youth and vitality of young people.

When he was so stunned, the sound of the door of the house ringing came from Leng Buding'er, it was Mao Sheng who got up and relieved, Mao Sheng asked the xylophone suspiciously, why are you standing in the cold ground, not afraid of the wind and cold, the xylophone smiled and smiled, I couldn't sleep, I came out to breathe, Mao Sheng finished the solution, and saw that the xylophone was still standing in the cold yard, so I was worried that her illness was starting to happen again, he said, the night is also deep, hurry up and go to sleep in the house!

What Xylophone feared still happened.

The suddenness and irreversible momentum of the incident greatly surprised the xylophone, who was caught in a dilemma, and was involuntarily thrown on the cusp, caught off guard and helpless.

Prior to this, the xylophone had received some sporadic warning messages.

The foreign company once said to the xylophone, I heard a little wind, it seems that some people are not honest, and they want to make a scene in the project, I can't figure out what the scene is, you have to pay attention to it? At that time, Xylophone also made fun of the foreign line, at a young age, he was afraid of the wolf and the tiger, and he could still do it, and the foreign line returned, don't be too careless, I have to investigate and investigate for you and talk about it again, because the construction period is a few days earlier than expected, and the results of the investigation of the foreign bank have not come out, Xia Zhi also told Jing'er that it seems that someone is secretly making small moves, and may have to give the team a problem, and asked Jing'er to remind Muqin, don't make things happen when the time comes, and you want to make extraneous branches, Jing'er didn't take it seriously, at the time of eating, he mentioned it lightly to the xylophone, and laughed at Xia Zhi for being afraid of suffering on the construction site, Xylophone replied, I'm afraid you are afraid of hardshipAnd this matter passed, and no one took it to heart.

Until the night before the start of construction, the sour jujube came to the xylophone house in a panic, at that time, the xylophone was not at home, but also stayed in the office of the brigade, and the village cadres nervously discussed the project, only Maosheng was alone at home, tinkering with the household goods used for work tomorrow, sour jujube and Maosheng idle, while waiting for the xylophone to come back, waiting for most of the day, no shadow of the xylophone, he told Maosheng that he vaguely heard some information that was not conducive to the start of work.

In the past few days, the late-born mother has been running very close to some people's houses, saying that it is the ancestral forest route, as if she does not want to call it road repair? I want to ask for clarification, but she has been carrying me on her back and not saying anything about death, for fear that I will go out for publicity.

Maosheng was very surprised, he said, tomorrow will start the construction mile, who can stop it, besides, this road repair is a good thing, in the old society, the landlords and old wealth all regard road construction as a good thing to do, let's build the road for ourselves, how can someone stop it.

The sour jujube can't say what will happen tomorrow, but he can be sure that something will happen, but he doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, he told Maosheng to be sure to call the xylophone to wake up, and then interrogate and interrogate his mother-in-law at night.