According to the foreign company, at that time, as soon as he and his family left the village, the people began to work. He knew that he couldn't get up alone, so he looked around for help. It just so happened that the summer solstice had just returned from the stone field. Seeing this, he didn't say a word, raised his legs and turned back to the stone field. I don't know how he poked the drum and lured the apricot out. Xingzi waved his hand and immediately transferred the two cars that were about to be loaded in the stone yard. He called all the young adults who could move in the field into the car and drove straight into the preserved fruit factory. The people still thought that they did not have enough manpower, so they ran into the village and suddenly got a group of people. In this way, two big carts pulled 50 to 60 people into the "natural" factory in a murderous manner, shouting for cars and goods. The people of Beishan Village are used to being domineering on weekdays, so how can they take these mountain people in their eyes. They are still arrogant and unreasonable, and they also hurt people. Of course, the vigorous apricot boy would not swallow this breath, so he led everyone to move. It was also the people of Beishan Village who did not expect that the people in the mountains would dare to do it at their own doorstep. They reluctantly tore for a while, and when they saw that they were not opponents, they ran away without a trace one by one. They looked around for a phone number, called the police station, and contacted Mayor Yang everywhere. As soon as Xingzi and the people drove the hijacked truck out of the factory, the people from the police station arrived. Subsequently, Yang Xiande arrived, Shen Yuhua also came, and Maolin and Jing'er also happened to arrive. Yang Xiande was furious, jumping on his heels and scolding his mother. He asked the people at the police station to arrest all the people involved in the disturbance in the police station and prepare to go on a killing spree. Fortunately, Jing'er and Maolin came forward to tell Yang Xiande the ins and outs of the matter, and Yang Xiande glared at Shen Yuhua with his eyes. After two times of proof, Shen Yuhua also had nothing to say. She just asked the town leaders to deal seriously with the people who fought and made trouble. She knew that she was at a loss and couldn't stay long, so she was busy taking the beaten person to the hospital. The men were taken to the police station.

Feng'er also asked, what about the car, why didn't Brother Maolin and Jing'er see it?

The foreign bank smiled more and more proudly, and the two of them had already returned to the village with two truckloads of goods. The truck is ours, and the mistake is also their first mistake. What else can Yang Xiande say, he can only let the car go.

Xylophone is also secretly stealing music. She still had to hold on, afraid that Feng'er and Yangxing would see out.

At this point, the sky turned dark. It's like an outdated iron pot, holding its head upside down on the skull. It was dark overhead, and the sky on the southeast, south, and north sides was one, while the west sky was shining with gray-yellow light. Like the old earthy twilight haze, there is no brightness, only stains. The thick clouds were surging, twisting, and tumbling. It was like a huge monster, opening its huge mouth, greedily devouring the rolling green hills in the distance, devouring the vast ravines and all the creatures that could breathe in the ravines surrounded by the green mountains.

The air was so humid that it was dripping with droplets, and it was cool all around. The wind gradually became stronger, and it swept across the air and turned sharply. Sometimes it hits head-on, and sometimes it spins and chases the butt of the car. The trees and grass in the mountains were all coerced by the long wind, playing with them, and dancing involuntarily, and then making a rough or thin or soft or stiff sound. These thick and soft sounds converge into a magnificent miscellaneous sound, which rolls through the mountains, across the slopes, and repeatedly rolls among the verdant mountains, making people's ear drums enjoy the torture of this huge and noisy sound.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me seemed to be frozen, and they all fell silent. The wind also disappeared, and the loud noise suddenly disappeared. Only the rumble of the car's motor hissed in the silence of the mountains.

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