He went with everyone, greatly exaggerating Zhu'er's unfortunate life experience and the difficulties of life, saying that such a good thing has to be given to Zhu'er, let's not work together to help him pull him, who can wait for someone to fight. He also said on the spot that he would ask the bank to help the pillars in the supply and marketing cooperatives. As soon as there is a scarce goods or something, you can take it first, and you can't cheapen others. It seems that the bank is a big official in the supply and marketing cooperative, and how powerful it is.

Zhenfu's words are clearly sound. The bank and the four parties jointly contracted the supply and marketing cooperative's hotel, and it has been more than a year now. The two of them worked together to run the restaurant, which had already made the business of the store much better. The two of them are also planning how to expand their business projects and desperately develop in Dali. On weekdays, when the villagers mentioned this matter, they all compared the two of them. Just like when a storyteller talks about the Yang family, he is Meng Liang Jiaozan, and there is never a distinction between you and me, you are high and I am low. However, in Zhenfu's words tonight, he left out the Quartet alone and only mentioned the bank. This made Zhenshu feel strange and unhappy after hearing it.

In the next few people's words, there were many subtle changes. Among the sour apricots, Zhenfu, and Zhenshu, there is no honesty and eagerness at the beginning. Mutual wariness and caution can be seen everywhere. Only Maosheng and sour jujube are unaware. The two of them continued to talk about things and talk about some topics.

Afterwards, xylophone also had a serious reflection on his own. She felt that her mistake had been made as early as when she called Jing'er to invite everyone at the beginning. Imagine, although some elders were invited that night, they were also representatives of various gangs in each sect. However, the interests behind them are different, and they are no longer as inclusive of each other as before. Sour Xing not only represents the family surnamed He, but also stands on the side of the xylophone unmistakably, puts herself in the shoes of the xylophone, and solves problems for her. Zhenfu represents most of the families surnamed Li, but they are stepping on three boats, and Zhenshu is their own family, and they are fighting with Maolin hard top, and they have to be neighborly and friendly with sour apricots and xylophones, and at the same time they are carrying their own small abacus, and their minds are so complicated that people can't figure it out. Zhenshu secretly supports Maolin to have trouble with Xylophone, Zhenfu and others, but he is Sour Apricot's in-laws and has his own other plans. With such a group of people sitting together, how can there be a good scene.

Fortunately, several people have been trained in the wind and waves, and naturally they will not be like the green-headed boys, one is unhappy, and when he says he turns his face, he turns his face, and when he says it is annoying, he is annoying. They were all able to calm down, suppress the light, and after dealing with the wine with discord in their faces and hearts, they all pretended to be happy and said goodbye.

At night, Zhong'er and Xingzi seemed to have discussed, and they stayed in the pot house and listened to the adults' conversation. Until they were so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes and their eyelids were fighting, the two of them were still trying to persevere. Mao Sheng saw the thoughts of the two of them, and said that this earthen kang is too small, there are too many people to sleep, and your grandfather can't rest well. As he spoke, he was about to blast into the hall.

Old Man Mu said, no, no, just ask them to sleep with me. The room was warm, and it was frozen. I like these two kids, and I haven't had time to ask some of them.

The two cubs were eager for this. The two of them scurried onto the earthen kang, lying on the bright and neat kang and refused to get up again.

Seeing this, Xylophone smiled and said, "It's okay, so I asked my father to give them a good political lesson to educate them on how to be a person and do a good job." Save the sky like a wild horse foal, don't know how to learn, only know how to be lazy and wild.

Mao Sheng was embarrassed to brush the old man's kindness. He glared at the two cubs on the kang a few times, and told him a few times not to mess around and not to interfere with his grandfather's sleep, so he went back to the hall with the xylophone and fell asleep. [End of Chapter]