Chapter Seventy-One: Poor Communication
The big and small men and the big girls and daughters-in-law in the village are happy, after all, this is not a New Year's Festival, and it is good to be able to add food, although now the life of the big guy is rich, and every household has meat, and this food is not a rare thing.
But the things that this person gave away for free are not the same as the ones he bought with money, and the mood of eating and holding this is also different.
Some people are happy, and of course some people are unhappy.
Yao Jun was a little unhappy, he was a little painful, this Phoenix Mountain has not yet made a profit, he has already spent more than 20,000 yuan. Watching the red and glamorous banknotes grow wings and fly away from his pocket, he said that he was not distressed, it was fake.
There were two more people who were particularly upset.
That is the village chief Li Dafu and his wife Liu Lanfang.
Originally, the opening ceremony of the mountain, the village chief and the elders in the village were present, but the couple Li Dafu and Li Lanfang knew the news, and they were both "sick" to pass.
According to etiquette, Yao Jun sent tobacco, wine, tea, and meat and vegetarian dishes to his family were also thrown away by their family.
It is said that Liu Lanfang pointed at Li Dafu's nose and cried and scolded for two hours, but Li Dafu was like a grandson and kept silent.
Isn't Li Dafu's heart uncomfortable?
No, his heart was very uncomfortable, especially after he personally handed over the Phoenix Mountain contract to Yao Jun, he was really sick.
This is a heart disease, he can't sleep well for several days, and the tigress at home has been annoying him, making his head as big as a fight, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have gone to Widow Shen to vent.
For Yao Jun, Li Dafu dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.
Because Yao Jun was standing behind Wang Fei, Yao Jun didn't dare to kill him casually, but it was much easier for Wang Fei to deal with him.
As long as Wang Fei casually handed over a little money to the top and said a few words, the top would give him the position of village head, and deal with a Li Dafu who had lost his status, Wang Fei had too many means, so he didn't dare to take the lead at all, and only dared to play some small tricks behind his back.
Li Dafu sat on the mahogany sofa, his old face buried between his hands, his eyes were red, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and he was already suppressing his anger.
"Don't argue, dead!" Finally, Li Dafu couldn't stand Liu Lanfang's chatter anymore, he stood up suddenly, rushed to Liu Lanfang, grabbed her hair, and bowed left and right to greet her face.
"I'll let you scold me, I'll make you cry, you read it again, you cry again?" Li Dafu slapped his wife while cursing viciously, like crazy.
Finally, Li Dafu was tired, let go of the hair he was holding in his hands, gasping for breath, Liu Lanfang collapsed to the ground softly, with tears in the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't cry, her cheeks were swollen on both sides, her tongue was bitten, and the corners of her mouth were covered with blood foam.
When her son died, half of her heart was dead, and now that her husband was treating her like that, Liu Lanfang's heart was completely dead.
Li Dafu stood beside Liu Lanfang, looked at her coldly, without any pity, he looked up in the direction of Phoenix Mountain, and said viciously: "Yao Da fool, I won't just forget it!"
Yao Jun didn't know that Li Dafu was going to deal with him again, but even if he knew, Yao Jun probably wouldn't take it to heart, he didn't clean up Li Dafu now just because the wind was too tight, and most of the police were still staring, and when the wind passed, Li Dafu really dared to deal with him, it was purely a collision into the gun's eye.
From morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, they greeted the elders in the village, and they had to say hello to the old and young masters who came to congratulate them, Yao Jun and Yao Laohan could be said to be so busy that their feet did not touch the ground.
When the opening ceremony was over, as soon as Yao Jun returned home, he rushed back to his room, collapsed on the bed and didn't want to move, which was really tiring, even if he had the strength of a bear and the speed of a leopard, these entertainments made him tired.
You must know that Yao Jun can have no social interaction with other people for more than ten years, he was a fool at that time, who would communicate with a fool about anything, which also caused Yao Jun to be uncomfortable now.
He is not a person who likes to communicate with people much, and years of isolation have made him prefer to be alone, at most talking to animals.
At this time, Yao Jun's door was pushed open, and Yao Laohan walked in with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Dajun, haven't you slept yet?" Yao Laohan moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, patted Yao Jun's arm, and asked softly.
"Not yet, Dad, what's the matter?" Yao Jun sat up from the bed and leaned back on the bed.
"Dajun, are you a little uncomfortable talking to the people in the village?" asked Yao Laohan as he took a puff of his cigarette and asked with concern.
Yao Jun's situation, as a father, Yao Laohan of course sees it clearly today, thinking that his son is now smarter and has a skill, but he ignores his weakness in this interpersonal communication.
Yao Laohan himself is a person who can't communicate with people, many times he is like a muffled gourd, if Yao Jun just follows him like this, it's nothing, he can't communicate with people, it's not a big deal.
It's just that what Yao Jun showed today was more of a dazedness, and there was also that Yao Laohan felt that Yao Jun looked at those people like looking at animals in the mountains, which made Yao Laohan a little uneasy.
Even a little scared, this son is still his own son, but he has become a little strange, if he really can't figure out what his son thinks in his heart, then this son is still his own son?
"Dad, I don't know, it's just a little awkward, I haven't communicated with anyone for years, and I'm a little scared. Yao Jun's words are true, he is indeed a little scared, except in front of Yao Laohan and Xiao Tao, he will feel a little scared in the face of others.
Then you will unconsciously want to pretend to be crazy or stupid or pretend to be cold, in fact, Yao Jun is more of a very quiet person, and he doesn't like to communicate too much with people.
Yao Laohan stared at Yao Jun's eyes tightly, and after a long time, he sighed and said slowly: "Dajun, let's take our time, don't rush, except for today, you won't need to talk to too many people at one time in the future." ”
Yao Laohan could see that what his son said was true, he didn't treat people as animals, but he didn't know what to do.
Thinking of this, Yao Laohan was very distressed, if it wasn't for being stupid and stupid for so many years, how could Yao Jun be afraid of the crowd?
"Well, Dad, I want to sleep, it's weird and uncomfortable!" Yao Jun nodded in response, but he knew that this was his heart disease, and it was not so easy to get better, so he could only take his time as Yao Laohan said.
"Then you can rest for a while!" Yao Laohan put the stool back in its place, pushed open the door, and left the room.