Looking at the bad old man in front of him, Huang Pingfan wanted to directly grab a large handful of red banknotes and smash them into his face to see if he agreed or not.

Of course, there is no need to think about the result at all, he definitely raised his hands and feet in favor.

But how much does this money have to satisfy this bad old man? He's not a very talkative man.

Huang Pingfan couldn't help but think of some stories about the bad old man.

Once, he was eating in the kitchen.

On that day, it suddenly began to rain heavily.

In his yard, the rice was still drying.

His two daughters shouted in a hurry, hoping that Uncle Yi Zhong would be able to harvest rice together.

However, Uncle Yi Zhong, who sat at the dining table with a golden knife, said confidently: "Eating is bigger than the emperor! What kind of rice should you harvest? If the rain wants to wash away, then wash it away, what a big deal!"

Not only was he reluctant to come forward to help, but he even objected to his daughters' approach.

He's such a strange man through the ages.

One more thing.

That was when Huang Pingfan was already working.

That day, Huang Pingfan returned to his hometown, saw Yizhongbo, and quarreled with his stepwife.

Huang Pingfan didn't watch the whole process, but when he passed by, he heard a few words.

However, just these few words have made Huang Pingfan feel a wordless sadness.

That day, Yi Zhongbo stood in the courtyard of his house, pointing his fingers and shouting: "I, tonight, I am going to come to the south and friends, and go to sleep with Ji Po." What can you do? Do you still want me to guard your stinky meat all day long?"

What a shameless word, but he said it so openly.

He doesn't seem to have the slightest sense of shame, not ashamed, but proud.

He seems to be showing off his great achievements!

At that time, Huang Pingfan couldn't help but think of a big man and a sentence.

"Reform and opening up is like a house with its windows open. Fresh air came in, bright sunshine came in.

But flies, mosquitoes, and billowing dust also came in. ”

Yes, the achievements of reform and opening up are obvious to all.

However, after the reform and opening up, some people who are not strong enough are also slowly decaying and degenerating.

Their depravity is even visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, this kind of people who can't withstand the baptism of small wind and rain are only a very small part.

These deteriorating and rotten guys, it is estimated that no matter what, in ancient times,

Modern, Chinese, foreign, they are all the same, they will deteriorate and rot. It's incorrigible, that group of people.

The others are all pure and flawless, motivated, ambitious, patriotic and good people.

It is precisely because positive energy is the mainstream, accounting for more than 90% of the share.

It is not surprising that the corrupt and degenerate, incurable, are only a few small fractions, insignificant.

In this way, people can really feel at ease.

Otherwise, it will really make people wonder whether our great reform and opening up has been won or lost.

After Huang Pingfan said goodbye politely, he rode Suzuki and went to find his grandfather.

Just when Huang Pingfan passed by the uncle's yard, he saw that the furniture he asked to build had all been made out.

"Uncle, the progress is really fast enough, it's only two weekends, three days, and it's already done?" Huang Pingfan said with a very pleased smile.

"Hehe, this is not my own work, it is the result of everyone's collective efforts. Uncle responded with a rare smile on his face.

Yes, how can a nerd, if he has the opportunity, hold a book all day, how can he not be happy?

As soon as the third uncle saw Huang Pingfan's anger, he directly sprayed: "Xiaofan, you followed them to eat fast last weekend, where did you go?"

How can you just follow that gang and run around?

Are they serious people?

They dare to sell you and let you count the money!

In the future, don't follow those people, they're going to take you badly, you know?"

Last weekend, the third uncle came home and didn't dare to talk about it with his family at all.

For a whole week, he was worried, and he was not happy for a moment.

"Uh, third uncle, have you scandalized your classmates?

Huang Pingfan felt that the third uncle was making a bit of a fuss, there was no conflict of interest, and anyone could get along peacefully. There is a conflict of interest, even if it is a father and son and a brother, they can add up the sword and kill each other.

This world, simply speaking, good and bad, seems to be a bit biased.

However, the third uncle didn't plan to talk to Huang Pingfan at all, and the adults in the family were the same.

They have been living in the wilderness, without so much fighting, without so much darkness.

Therefore, in their hearts, most of them have a mentality of either white and black.

In their eyes, rotten boys are definitely not good people.

It's just that Huang Pingfan feels in his heart that good and bad still look at the contribution to the people of the motherland.

What is good for the interests of the people of the country is good. Even if everyone thinks it's bad, he's still good.

What is harmful to the interests of the people of the country is bad. No matter how many people are willing to pack tickets for him, the bad ones are still bad.

Because of the different perspectives, the problems seen are not quite the same.

However, Huang Pingfan didn't plan to argue with these adults.

He doesn't intend to correct their thinking, just let them all be, so pure and immaculate, study, work, live, and contribute to the people of the country wholeheartedly, that would be good.

As for theories, ideas, and the like, people as smart as them should only be able to pay attention to them. After working for a period of time, they will know more and understand more than they do, who calls them so smart?

After a few words, Huang Pingfan was submissive and obedient, and the adults were no longer entangled in this.

Uncle asked, "I'm going to come back today to see if the furniture is ready, right?"

"Uh, no, I have something to talk to Grandpa. Since everyone is here, let's go to Grandpa's place and discuss it together?" Huang Pingfan responded.

The third uncle asked, "Can you tell me first, what is going on?"

"Let's go to grandpa first, it's a matter of a few steps, why bother saying it many times!" Huang Pingfan said with a smile.

"The gods are mysterious. The third uncle said a little happily.

When he arrived at his grandfather's room, Huang Pingfan unabashedly told the whole thing about the ins and outs.

"Is that so?" Grandpa listened, but did not give his answer directly.

Yingnan Village, this name, was given by my grandfather himself.

Although, even if it is changed to the Huang family's yellow door, these four words are still the usual mantra of grandpa.

In this way, it is not any negation of grandpa.

The uncle said: "I think it's very good! Brother Fan is right, we live in Yau Ha Tsai's land, and we cultivate Yau Ha Tsai's land. However, we started our own village and built our own village, which is a bit unreasonable.

Besides, let's not say that we must build our own village and do something.

We are originally from Yau Hezai, so why bother?

Just like Brother Xiao Fan said, it is called Huangjia Huangmen, and we are here, like a small manor, living in a family surnamed Huang in Yau Hezai. Isn't that something that everyone is happy about? Isn't it nice for everyone to step down?"

"Hmm. Grandpa was noncommittal, but turned around and said to the third and fourth uncles: "You all tell your opinions!"