Red beans are born in the south of the country,

A few branches are sent in spring.

May you pick more,

This thing is the most lovely.

Red beans are also called acacia, so this is a famous poem that expresses the feelings of longing.

So who sent this acacia?

Naturally, she is a little Zhou beauty who is at the beginning of her love, this poem is euphemistic and subtle, and the words are shallow and deep, which is very suitable for Zhou Shujun's mood now.

"Next time, you must collect the letter yourself, and if it doesn't work, let Liu Daxiang get it," Xiong Baizhou said secretly.

"Why is there a bag of red beans in the letter?" asked Wang Lianqiao again.

Xiong Baizhou took a deep breath, as if he didn't care: "Is this a red bean, I don't even recognize this thing, maybe my family accidentally put it in."

Xiong Baizhou calmly took out the letter and pretended to read the letter, but his eyes secretly glanced at Wang Lianqiao's reaction.

Wang Forsythia is beautiful, and the two lives before and after are combined, Xiong Baizhou has never seen a woman more amorous than Wang Forsythia. However, this woman's grades were not very good when she was studying, and she described herself as often confused, and forgot the previous text after reading it.

So Xiong Baizhou was observing, observing that Wang Forsythia knew whether he knew the origin of this poem or the meaning expressed by this bag of red beans.

After listening to Xiong Baizhou's explanation, Wang Lianqiao nodded confusedly: "It's useless to say so, then I'll throw it away."

Wang Damei picked up the bag of acacia seeds, turned around and walked out the door.

"Hey, wait, wait," Xiong Baizhou hurriedly shouted.

"What are you doing?"

"It's hard to leave my homeland, even if I accidentally put it in, it's also something from my hometown, so let's stay and think about it."

Xiong Baizhou can only be explained in this way.

Wang Forsythia seemed to feel reasonable when he heard it, so he stopped, and obediently handed the red beans to Xiong Baizhou: "No, since you said you want a thought, then give it to you."

I don't know if it's because of a weak heart or other reasons, Xiong Baizhou always feels that Wang Lianqiao bites the word "missing" very hard.

However, for the time being, let's leave those things alone, keep this bag of acacia first, just as Wang Forsythia has not read this poem, or has forgotten it, Xiong Baizhou began to have an "ostrich" mentality.

Unexpectedly, Wang Forsythia's hand was just halfway out, and it retracted violently.

Xiong Baizhou looked at her in surprise.

This woman actually put the bag next to her nose and smelled it: "It seems to have a woman's body fragrance"

Forsythia, are you a dog's nose!

Not only that, Wang Lianqiao also tilted his head and thought for a while, and said to himself uncertainly: "I seem to have heard the word "homeland is difficult to leave" in the TV series, and the next sentence is not the old man who is difficult to give up."

What is this, Aunt Qiong Yao is really harmful.

Xiong Baizhou smiled awkwardly: "What nonsense, there is a fragrance that may be my sister's." ”

Xiong Baizhou's family structure, Wang Lianqiao knows, at this time, Xiong Baizhou only took his sister over to "plug" this loophole.

Next, though:

"Xiong Baizhou, are you hot, why are you sweating?"

"Oh, Xiong Baizhou, you took the letter paper backwards, it's so stupid"

"Xiong Baizhou, are you going to cry?"

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It seems that the truth of the matter is approaching.

Xiong Baizhou didn't cry on his face, but he was already crying in his heart, how could a woman's IQ rise directly at such a time.

It's at this critical juncture.

The hurried footsteps of "kicking, kicking, kicking" were actually a few "horse boys" under him, and their expressions were all dignified.

"Ahem, what's so urgent", Xiong Baizhou could finally escape the endless persecution, and quietly exhaled the breath that was in his throat by speaking.

Damn, women are terrible!

Liu Daxiang couldn't notice the slightly weird atmosphere here, and said: "Brother Xiong, there are dozens of people staring at our store not far away, I'm worried that they are here to find fault."

Now Zhoumei Electric is gaining momentum in Guangdong, and it is difficult to ensure that others are not blushing.

Xiong Baizhou looked at the expressions of the younger brothers:

Liu Daxiang looked serious, Chen Qingyun was not shocked, Sheng Yuanqing showed disdain, Ma Desheng was slightly nervous, Gao Hong had a resolute expression, and Zhang Hao looked calm.

Not bad!

Political Commissar Xiong was quite relieved in his heart, after experiencing the things of breaking up the Liaodong Gang and planning to open a store, these people can't say how much their ability has improved, but at least their mental quality is tenacious.

Wang Lianqiao also sat quietly on a chair at this time, as if it was not her who was messing around just now.

"Daxiang, you go and see how many of them there are first, they are far away, don't get close", Xiong Baizhou calmly ordered.

Political Commissar Xiong was not panicked at all, dozens of people were nothing, and they were not as terrible as Wang Forsythia.

Xiong Baizhou also pulled out a chair and sat down steadily, took out a special cigarette, served one himself, and then distributed it to others one by one.

"Don't panic, they don't necessarily come to us" Xiong Baizhou smiled.

"Besides, even if the sky falls, it will be Lao Tzu who will help you resist it", the words changed, but Xiong Baizhou was domineering.

After a while, Liu Daxiang came back: "Brother Xiong, there are about 50 of them, but they are standing far away, and they are not close to the store."

"Brother Xiong, you let me and Chen Qingyun out, I promise to help them all hack to death, fucking dare to block our door" Sheng Yuanqing didn't know what fear and fear were at all, and the only one who only served Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "Now many customers outside are watching TV, you can't scare them." ”

Zhou Mei's reputation was not easy to come by, and Xiong Baizhou did not allow anyone to ruin his painstaking masterpiece.

"Qingyun" Xiong Baizhou suddenly called names.

Chen Qingyun walked out calmly: "Brother Xiong, what am I going to do."

"You pass on a word in the past, no matter what, I Xiong Baizhou will take it, let them come back at 12 o'clock tonight, I'll wait", Xiong Baizhou handed over the matter to Chen Qingyun.

Chen Qingyun nodded and went out without changing his face.

"Brother Xiong, should we prepare something, there is nothing in the store," Ma Desheng reminded loudly.

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "They don't seem to be here to make trouble, otherwise they wouldn't be standing far away, I guess there are other requirements."

"Leave him alone, when Qingyun comes back, we'll have dinner first."

As long as Xiong Baizhou is there, he can calm people's hearts, and the store is still as lively as in the past until it closes at ten o'clock, Xiong Baizhou even went out to tell jokes with the people watching TV, of course, he got a "reprimand"

"Boss Xiong, I can tell you, when the door opens on December 1st, I definitely want to buy a big color TV"

"I also want a VCD, I want you to give it away"

"Today I saw that there is an electric fan, and I won't go anywhere for unit procurement, so I'll aim at your store, don't have enough of it then."

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Xiong Baizhou apologized and smoked: "Oh, don't worry, neighbors, on December 1st, I will personally be a porter to help you deliver the goods."

"Okay, but as you said, I don't want others to move, if you want to move, I'll buy another VCD to send to relatives"

While laughing, Xiong Baizhou also looked up at the group of people and sneered in his heart.

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, there were almost no people on the road, and at this time, Yuecheng also had a sense of winter, and dozens of people gathered into a black shadow and walked towards Zhou Mei Electric.

Xiong Baizhou stood at the door, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and threw away the cigarette butt far away:

Luofu is protected from snow and frost and dew

Life is long, I advise you to walk well······