The fact that Muqin and Feng'er came to the town together was only confirmed by a temporary motion last night. Nominally, he went to Yang Xiande to report to work, but the main purpose was to take the opportunity to find out the inside story of the "natural" factory, and to reveal the rumors about Yang Xiande again to give him a wake-up call.

As for the latter intention, Feng'er also said, let's worry about the ancients. Such a serious matter, can he Yang Xiande not know. I think we're doing this too much.

Xylophone replied that it was better for him to know, if it was still in the dark. It's safer to be reminded than not to mention it.

Feng'er laughed at the fact that Xylophone's heart was too kind. It's hard to protect yourself when you cross the river with mud and bodhisattva, and worry about others. She said, sister-in-law, you don't seem to be suitable for a career. Simply, you have all the work in your hands, and go around to help people and eliminate disasters.

Because the foreign company drove a big truck out to transport goods, and no one in the factory could drive the new car, Muqin and Feng'er rode bicycles, chatting while riding, and hurried towards the town unhurriedly.

At this time, the slopes and ravines on both sides of the road are filled with tender new green, interspersed with bright mountain flowers in the east and west. From afar, there is a faint light mist floating and wandering. At first glance, it is full of eyes, but when you look closely, there is no trace of it. A large string of insects and birds chirped from among the trees and weeds, but it never stopped. Suddenly it sounded in front of you, and then it rose behind you, sometimes in the slope and cliff trees on your right, and sometimes in the thick grass on your left. This chirp is either crisp and bright, or tactful and smooth, or shallow and low, converging into a unique musical festival. Against the backdrop of such music, restless birds roam, brightly dressed butterflies dance, and tireless bees pollinate and collect honey.

Feng'er also teased, sister-in-law, look, my father's bees have flown here.

Xylophone asked, are Uncle Sour Apricot and Uncle Sour Jujube still angry about the two boxes of bees? Asked so casually, Xylophone couldn't help laughing out loud.

The old brothers lost two boxes of bees, and they were so distressed that they were like mad dogs. The two of them don't go home day and night, they stay in the bee farm with good eyes, and even have to drink water and eat to their families, and they have really become the shopkeeper of the family. The sour jujube lady didn't care, and she couldn't think of sending water and food to her man, but she was clean and comfortable. The sour apricot woman is different. She has to take care of a few babies and cubs to eat, drink, and sleep, and she has to take care of housework, cooking, and laundry. The tea and meals for three meals a day must be delivered on time and on time, and they dare not get too close to the bee farm. She hid far away outside the bee farm, shouting at the top of her voice, but her attitude was much worse than before. Sour apricot clothes are used to reaching out for rice and opening their mouths, so they are a little unhappy. He has a big temper and an extremely bad attitude. It's either that the food is cold, or that the woman's voice is too loud, and the left and right are unsatisfactory. The woman was really angry, so she didn't boil the tea or the food, didn't ask about it, and dried the old thing in the apiary outside the village. How could Sour Xing receive such treatment, so she ran back to her home to ask for her guilt and quarrel with women. The woman came to a deaf ear, and she was so angry that she fell to the ground. He finally pulled the whole family together and held a family meeting, ready to criticize this woman who abused him. Who knows, as soon as the criticism meeting began, the wind direction of criticism was reversed. The object of criticism is not the sour apricot woman, but the sour apricot herself. The children unanimously agreed that Sour Apricot had gone too far, never considered the mother's fatigue, only thought about his own leisure, and listed the heavy housework and the hardships of taking care of the babies and cubs as circumstantial evidence. Sour Xing immediately fell into a situation of isolation and helplessness, and let the children talk about it, but she was a mouth that was difficult to beat the mouths of the people, and she only blew her beard and howled. In the end, the family will unify their opinions, and in the future, if the father still waits for food and water in the bee farm, he will ask him to wait by himself, and resolutely do not ask his mother to send it again. Dad wants to cultivate into an immortal who eats and drinks dew, but it is the blessing of our old He family. In the face of the unprecedented rebellion of her children, Sour Xing had to admit such a cruel reality, the era of calling for wind and rain to do whatever she wanted no longer exists, and her own woman has already secretly captured this group of white-eyed wolf-like children who don't recognize people in a blink of an eye, and has become the protagonist of the family. He regretted that he had not recognized the new situation at home that had changed dramatically, and had reduced himself to a field of self-inflicted hardship. After insisting on a day of eating, drinking, and dew, he could only compromise and accept the consensus of the family meeting, and did not dare to lie in the bee farm anymore, waiting for a woman to serve. He has returned to his old routine, taking turns taking care of the apiary with sour jujubes, and obediently going home on time for dinner.

Feng'er smiled, where is it, Dad's temper has softened. Now, I'm starting to think of ways to please my mother.

Feng'er's words made Muqin laugh out loud. This is a heartfelt laugh, and it is also a rare comfortable smile in xylophone in recent days.

Laughing like this, the road out of the mountain was passed unconsciously. The town compound has appeared in front of you.

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