"I, now I'm just waiting for your son to come back, and deal with Zhao Yang with me, I don't know how much knowledge Da Zhuang has gained outside, village chief, your two sons are promising, the eldest son has business acumen, and the second son is more promising than the eldest son, I heard that I am going to run for the president of the student union next semester." Li Xingmao said.

"Xiaocai's opponents are not weak, so I didn't let him come back this holiday, and remitted 100,000 yuan to his account so that he could take the head of the department to Lisboa to play around. Li Xingkui said.

Li Xingmao turned his head and said to Li Xingwen: "This student union president is a good qualification, when you graduate and look for a job in the future, if you have such a name on your resume, people will look down on you." ”

Li Xingwen nodded and patted Li Xingkui on the back: "The village chief is the village chief." The implication is that Lao Tzu is better than the cow, and his son is also very powerful.

Li Xingkui listened to this very comfortably, his two sons are his pride, and in his opinion, they will not be worse than him, the father who is the village head, in the future.

The eldest son runs the furniture business in the county, if the younger son Li Jiacai can find a good job after graduating from college, of course he will not stop, if he will not find a good job for a while, he will hand over the canning factory he runs to the younger son, and retire as the village chief with peace of mind.

Li Jiazhuang and Li Jiacai are twins, born in the same year as Zhao Yang, from Xiaodou to adulthood, no matter what the reputation is, the older people in the village feel that the younger generation of Li Jiacun, Zhao Yang and Li Xingkui's two sons are equal.

But now that the two sons have gone out, Zhao Yang has been away from the village for three years, but he has returned to this village to open a small clinic, and it is clear who is the most promising young man in the village.

Li Xingkui thought for a while and said: "When Da Zhuang finishes his honeymoon, I don't plan to let him stay in the village longer, let him fight with Zhao Yang, and his value has fallen in vain, Xiaocai, his future should be one of the top 500 in the country or even the world, how can a barefoot doctor in a small rural clinic be his opponent?"

Li Xingmao snorted secretly in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Now that the wood is not allowed to be cut and the cost is increasing, whether my furniture company can make money or not, I expect us to be strong!"

Li Xingkui heard Li Xingmao's words, and sneered: "If it weren't for your lack of morality, you had to let the family move the grave, would you have been forced to this step?"

"Brother Xingkui, don't forget, when the Great Immortal was calculated, I didn't say that it was only my own family that was responsible for this bad luck, our two families don't have five suits, my father is the nephew of your third grandfather, who can guarantee that bad luck will not befall your family at that time?" Li Xingmao sneered.

"Don't curse me. Li Xingkui glared at Li Xingmao.

"Okay, okay, it's all my family, what are you arguing about. Li Xiahai, who had not spoken and was smoking a cigarette, spoke: "This is going into battle to fight, people are not doing much, you yourself are messing up first, what is this, messing around!"

Li Xiahai's status and prestige among the Li clan are unmatched, even if it is Li Xingkui, it is Li Xiahai who has taken the position of village head. Li Xingmao and Li Xingkui both kept their mouths shut.

Li Xiahai knocked the cigarette pouch pot and said, "Zhao Yang's baby is a thief, do you think he will open this clinic without being sure?"

"Uncle Hai, then you say, can Zhao Yang's clinic really be opened?" asked Li Xingmao.

Li Xiahai looked up at the sky and said, "Oh my God, who knows which cloud is raining, but let me tell you, if Zhao Yang can make you guess, then this baby will not be called Zhao Yang, have you forgotten all the things he did back then?"

Li Xingkui and Li Xingmao looked at each other and lowered their heads.

The things that Zhao Yang did back then made people feel palpitations when they thought about it.

These few people here all know that the fire was not set by Zhao Yang back then, but the reason why almost the whole village thinks that it was set by Zhao Yang is just because the things that Zhao Yang has done are too memorable.

One year, Li Xingkui showed a movie to everyone in the open space in front of the Li family ancestral hall, which was originally a propaganda patriotic education film, but who knew that what came out of the projector turned out to be an unsightly island country action romance movie!

The villagers burst into laughter, and Li Xingkui made a big ugly appearance in public!

Later, in retrospect, it was only because the day before the movie was shown, Li Xingmao and Li Xingmao passed by Zhao Yishan's house and saw Zhao Yang walking home with 200 catties of rice on his shoulder.

At that time, Li Xingkui said in a mocking tone: "Hey, this wild species really doesn't look like a species from the city." ”

You must know that Zhao Yang was only thirteen years old at the time, and his body was still very thin, and he could carry 200 catties of rice, which was comparable to Li Xingkui's two sons.

If it was just a prank before, although it hurt face, but there was no loss, after that, Li Xingkui has palpitations every time he thinks about it.

The matter is not over yet, just when Li Xingkui finished the movie and went home to work, he wanted to use an electric drill to punch the wall, just turned on the electric drill, and before he could aim at the wall, the drill bit in the electric drill flew out with a swish, grazing Li Jiacai's neck and flying over, and shattered his own window glass with a "bang"!

Li Xingkui was shocked into a cold sweat, and when he looked at Li Jiacai again, a blood mark appeared on his neck, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was all blood!

At the moment of panic, the Li family suddenly shook, and then fell to the ground unconscious!

Li Xingkui was startled, thinking that his youngest son was dead, so he hurriedly sent him to the county hospital.

It's just a fraction of a millimeter, he almost killed Li Jiacai, Li Xingkui guessed that Zhao Yang did it, but there was no evidence, and from then on, he hated Zhao Yang to the core!

At that time, when Li Xingkui and Li Xingmao were sarcastic about Zhao Yang, Li Xingmao was about to say something, but when he thought of the previous incident, he couldn't help it.

When Zhao Yang was eight years old, Li Xingmao rode a tricycle and returned from outside the village with his son.

His son Xiaoqiang greeted Zhao Yang as soon as he saw him, and Zhao Yang was also very happy to see Xiaoqiang, but Li Xingmao gave Xiaoqiang a slap and reprimanded: "What do you say to that wild seed, don't mix with him in the future, do you hear?"

At that time, Zhao Yang watched Li Xingmao passing by with his son in front of him expressionlessly.

The next night, Li Xingmao waited for his son to fall asleep, and he did it very carefully with his mother-in-law.

At that time, Li Xingmao had not yet made a career, and there was only one room at home, and every time he did that, he had to wait for his son to fall asleep, and then carefully work with his wife under the quilt, for fear that his son would suddenly wake up.

But just when he and his mother-in-law were in a hot fight, he suddenly heard a crisp shout: "Uncle Mao'er!"

Li Xingmao was so frightened that he poked his head out of the quilt and found a very small figure standing in front of the door, Li Xingmao was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he had the courage to turn on the light, but he didn't see anyone!

Li Xingmao put on his clothes and went to the ground, and found that the door of the house and the courtyard were wide open, obviously it was not a haunt before, but someone was playing a prank!

In retrospect, Li Xingmao was very sure that the voice was Zhao Yang's voice!

Since then, Li Xingmao has a shadow in his heart, and the "words" between his legs have never hardened again.

If it weren't for the fact that Li Xingmao had made a lot of money over the years and dressed his wife in gold and silver, maybe his wife would have run away with someone else, and the taste of being a widow is not something that anyone can bear.

Li Xingmao could only swallow this in his stomach, and he would not tell anyone if he was killed.