Chapter 8: Confrontation or Strife (8) (8)

National Day turned around, and slapped Feng'er fiercely, saying, knowing that there was a fire pit in front of him, he didn't jump it, but he instigated the little ghost to be fooled, what kind of heart are you doing. Feng'er was not convinced, thinking that he had not done his job well. The two of them actually made a big fuss about this, and they hurt each other a little. During the day, the two of them were angry and did not speak to each other. At night, the two simply slept under a quilt one by one, and also learned to be a sour old couple, and began a short period of living in the same bed.

I didn't think it would get to this point. In her spare time, she took the things that were already messed up at home as a joke and told it to Xylophone alone. Xylophone is also messing up with the troubles in his home. After listening to Feng'er's story, I couldn't cry or laugh. Fortunately, my family has not yet made trouble to the point of chickens and dogs jumping or two people separating, and I am secretly glad in my heart.

Finding the opportunity to find no one, Xylophone quietly persuaded a sour apricot woman, telling her not to treat her with Uncle Sour Apricot anymore, he was already in poor health, and if his heart was not smooth all day long, he really wanted to make a major illness and a small disaster, but the whole family suffered this crime. She retreated and persuaded, if you and Maosheng want to make trouble, just make trouble. You accumulate your yin virtue, we accumulate our yang virtue, after all, all you think about in your heart are good things, then good things are done. Don't think about good things in your heart, but do the wrong thing and do stupid things. After such a rough and careful thought, this matter was finally smoothed over.

Even so, the old couple insisted on living separately for more than half a month, and only then did they end up flat. At this point, Xylophone had to admire the drumming power of Jin Lian and others and the allure of the gods. In the first battle with the North Mountain Ring, Xylophone had to be willing to lose, and watched as the North Wind overwhelmed the South Wind.

In the following days, the xylophone always lost no time in confronting and competing with the North Mountain Ring. The final outcome is really unpredictable, and no one can guess it.

The official opening ceremony of the Amano Preserved Fruit Processing Factory in Xinghua Village was set on May 1, 1986. This day is also the 15th anniversary of the official opening of Xinghuacun Primary School and Health Center 15 years ago.

When this date was determined, Sour Xing and the others still remembered the frustration of the same day fifteen years ago. He was afraid that the town leaders would be busy with meetings and would not be able to come to the plaque to cut the ribbon, which would affect the grand atmosphere of the opening ceremony of the preserved fruit processing factory. Sour Xing secretly told Feng'er about her chagrin back then, and asked her to remind Xylophone. Don't embarrass yourself on that day.

When Feng'er saw it, she naturally didn't dare to slack off. She deliberately went to the factory to find a xylophone and reminded her to choose a suitable day carefully.

Xylophone laughed and said, now is not the previous year, patronizing the meeting to make a statement, not doing practical things. I will never forget what happened back then. Before choosing this date, I went to report to the town leaders. Mayor Yang Xiande made a decision on the spot, and asked us to hold the listing ceremony on the day of the "May 1st" Festival. At that time, he will also gather all the big and small cadres of the town to come to our village for a meeting. It is not only to cut the ribbon for our listing, but also to hold an economic development work site meeting on the spot.

Feng'er learned the words of the xylophone to Sour Xing. The sour apricot didn't squeak for a long time. He sighed, what a different thing is in the world. Back then, in order to do something good, the people of our village tried their best and tried their best to do it, and they almost had to do a good thing. It's good now, what you want to do, you have to have wind and wind, rain and rain, and you can come everywhere with our hearts. It seems that I am really old, and I can't keep up with the rhythm of walking. From now on, I'll squat at home with peace of mind, and let you go forward with confidence. If you can go as far as you can, don't hide your strength and keep your ability.

Feng'er was a little sentimental when she saw the sour apricot, and she couldn't bear it in her heart. She said, "Dad, don't talk like that." There are a lot of things, and I have to rely on you to support you at the helm.

Sour Xing sighed repeatedly, old, old, and then blindly mixed with it, it will become a roadblock. With that, he went out of the courtyard gate alone, and looked around the village silently, reminiscing about the sun, moon, morning and dusk with infinite scenery that he had spent in those years. [End of Chapter]