When he was working in the sour jujube, he thought about it for an afternoon, and felt that he should go to Maosheng to talk to him to see if Maosheng disagreed with this family business with all his heart. If that's the case, I'll send my brother a letter as soon as possible and make another plan.

The sour jujube was at Maosheng's house after dinner.

Xylophone went to the brigade office to study the work. Every night, Xylophone would gather the big and small stewards together to discuss some things on the construction site tomorrow. Jing'er had dinner, put down her rice bowl and ran away. Mao Sheng was the only one in the family. He's either tinkering with this or tinkering with that, and there's never a time to spare.

When Suan Zao stepped into the courtyard, Mao Sheng was repairing the damaged tools on the construction site. Because Maosheng has carpentry skills, he was arranged by the village to repair some more tools. Every day after dinner, he had to poke the drum for a while before he could go to bed.

Seeing the sour jujube come in, Mao Sheng warmly bowed to the house and poured him a bowl of hot water. The two of them smoked dry tobacco pouches while pulling some idle chores.

The sour jujube pondered in his heart, how to talk about Ye'er. He is already silent and clumsy, so he naturally doesn't know how to say what is in his heart tactfully. The words rolled in my throat, but I just couldn't come out. Moreover, he has to pull with Mao Shengdong sentence by sentence, and he can't take care of each other, so he seems incoherent and preoccupied.

Maosheng also saw that the sour jujube had something to say, so he asked him, what's the matter, what's the matter? If you want to have something, just talk about it, and be polite with me.

The sour jujube held back for a long time and said, I won't talk about it. It's just that I looked at the urgency and wanted to find you. You get angry when you hear it. If you have an idea, it's even better. If I don't have an idea, I don't have to talk about it. After that, he told the story of Jing'er and Ye'er upside down, and nervously looked at Maosheng's face.

Maosheng remained silent. He was also very miserable in his heart.

Regarding the matter of Jing'er and Ye'er, Maosheng had already given the death sentence and made up his mind not to change the sentence. He felt that this was a great shame, and it was the sour apricot who slammed a basin on top of his head. Of course, he Maosheng couldn't agree. Then, the most effective way to fight back is to resolutely not agree. No matter how coarse the xylophone is, no matter how Jing'er seeks death and life, as long as he doesn't let go, no one wants to make this happen. After all, he is still the head of the family. I can't control other things, and I still have the right to decide on this kind of major matter. Don't look at the scenery of the xylophone outside, and don't look at Jing'er often being coquettish in front of him, as long as he Maosheng recognizes the things and doesn't agree, the family has never been stubborn about him. At the beginning, Maosheng's sky-high fire burned the family to a hairless one. The family never mentioned it again in front of him, and he was a little complacent. Slowly, he found that things were getting worse and worse, and he was gradually isolated by his family.

Xylophone not only didn't mention Jing'er's marriage, but also always mentioned Ye'er's recent situation intentionally or unintentionally. Jing'er didn't mention Ye'er, only Jin Ye's well-behaved and lovely. Even, even Zhong'er and Xingzai's two cubs are completely on the side of Xylophone and Jing'er. As soon as they returned home on Sunday, the two of them unscrupulously showed how good Ye'er was to them, often went to school to deliver delicious food, and called the two of them to the house several times to make dumplings to eat. The love of the two for Ye'er is beyond words. It seems that the whole family likes Ye'er, but Maosheng is the only one who rejects her and can't hear Ye'er's name. Sometimes, Mao Sheng felt that his family was telling him, so he got angry and couldn't mention Ye'er and Jin Ye. However, if his mouth grows on someone else, how can he hold back. Besides, the family did not mention the marriage between Ye'er and Jing'er, so Maosheng was not good at forcibly interfering.

Later, Maosheng gradually understood it thoroughly. Xylophone and Jing'er did this, and also encouraged Zhong'er and Xingzi to do it so blatantly, just to open his mind with a soft knife and use a soft method to correct him to change his mind. Thinking about it like this, Mao Sheng became worried. It seems that the death sentence he pronounced on them has unconsciously turned into a suspended death sentence, and it will change from a suspended death sentence to a fixed period, and it is developing in the direction of early release from prison. Mao Sheng felt that he had increasingly lost his authority in this matter. Desperately blocking it has also become useless. Jing'er and Ye'er's marriage is like a bulldozer with full horsepower, pushing itself involuntarily to the hour of the wedding. Maosheng was both aggrieved and helpless. He still held on to it with all his might, and until the last moment, he vowed not to raise his hand in surrender.

No matter how sour jujube is upside down, Mao Sheng understands as soon as he hears it, he is here to be a lobbyist. Of course, Maosheng knew that the sour jujube was kind, and he couldn't see the babies suffering from grievances. But this kind of thing can't be promised just because you feel sorry for the baby. After all, this is a major event involving the honor and disgrace of his Maosheng family, and there is no ambiguity.

Mao Sheng sighed and said, let's not talk about these troubles. The baby's wings are stiff, and she can't listen to Lao Tzu's words. If you like to make a fuss, you can make a fuss, and I can't control it. When he spoke, there was a hint of helplessness and sadness in his tone. [End of Chapter]