Chapter Seventy-One: Local Tyrants

He Guodong was silent for a few days after He Guoquan's madness, because there was no news, Liu Yufeng came to the door in a hurry. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Guodong, how did that thing go?" In a few days, it will be too late for others to know the news. ”

He Guodong was also very anxious about this matter, so he didn't dare to go to Liu Yufeng for the past two days, and when he saw her coming here, he didn't dare to look at her.

"What? Your brother didn't agree? ”

"Well, I don't know what to do this time, I just don't agree." He Guodong said embarrassedly, "Otherwise, Yufeng, I think this matter will be forgotten." ”

He Guodong was also a little discouraged, especially this time He Guoquan was very strong, and He Guoqiang was also involved, even if He Guoquan agreed, this opportunity may not be his.

"What? Why do you say it's so light? Never mind? What a great opportunity, He Guodong, don't you want to be with me anymore? Liu Yufeng cried as she spoke.

"Why don't I want to be with you? But it's not like I can't help it. ”

"I'll just say you're a dead brain." Liu Yufeng poked He Guodong's forehead with his index finger, "If your brother doesn't agree, you won't go?" I don't believe that going to people with gifts can still kick you out? ”

Liu Yufeng's words made He Guodong's eyes light up, yes, they can visit Director Wang in the name of He Guoquan, so maybe they can have a direct relationship with Director Wang in the future.

"Yufeng, what do you say you have such a spiritual light?" He Guodong excitedly hugged Liu Yufeng in his arms and kissed him fiercely, "I'll talk to me when I go back in a while." ”

"Alright, let me go, don't let anyone see me." Liu Yufeng struggled a few times, "This matter can't be delayed any longer, you go back and hurry up to talk to you, it's best to go to the county seat tomorrow to handle this matter." ”

"Okay, I won't send you back."

After the two separated, He Guodong hurriedly ran back to find He Xuanniu, and after the father and son summed it up, they went to the county seat.

Song Mocheng said that he would do it, and early the next morning, he said to Old Man Xu and went to He's house. He had already agreed with the He family last night, and he would take He Yue to the county seat today.

"Pay attention to safety on the road, this is the key to Brother Yang's house, you can help me go over and have a look." He Xing handed the key to Song Mocheng.

"Brother Cheng, don't stop and rest." He Yue sat on a wooden cart, wearing a sunshade hat made of willow branches by Song Mocheng on his head, and a few small flowers in his hands, "Just over there, drink some water." ”

"Okay." Song Mocheng grinned, "Hungry, right?" After a while, I will arrive at the county seat, and Brother Cheng will buy you delicious noodles. ”

The county's dumpling noodles are a must in Qinzhong, using the principle of levers to put corn and flour together into a wooden shelf to press out thin noodles one by one, or cold or on the delicious soup, the taste is simply a must.

"Okay." He Yue smiled, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat for Song Mocheng, "I'll come down and walk by myself in a while, I'll be there soon." ”

When he came, Song Mocheng pushed a cart, and He Yue had to sit on it, he pushed He Yue to the county seat, He Yue was unwilling, Song Mocheng just stayed there and didn't leave, "Ya'er, look at your little feet and hands, if you go to the county post office, it will be closed long ago." ”

"Then what's the matter, isn't this cart borrowed for nothing?" Song Mocheng took the handkerchief and wiped his sweat by himself, "It's coming soon, we'll go to dinner as soon as the telegram is sent." ”

"Eat another meat bun and cold skin." Song Mocheng said while fanning his sweat.

When he arrived at the county seat, Song Mocheng spent two cents and two cents to send a telegram to Song Liangyu in the army, asking him not to come over to pick it up, he has been busy recently.

After the two finished their business, Song Mocheng led He Yue to the dumpling noodle restaurant, this Wang Ji dumpling noodle restaurant has been open in the county for some years, and then returned to the joint venture, a bowl of dumpling noodles, a food stamp, plus a dime and two cents.

When Song Mocheng came out of the house, he brought out all the food stamps and money in the family, and he couldn't spend money in Beishui Village, so he finally came to the county seat, of course, he had to take He Yue to eat something delicious.

"Two more meat buns."

Boom, the noodle master was scooping the whistle soup with a spoon, and when he heard Song Mocheng's words, the spoon fell into the soup pot without holding it steadily.

Whose bear child is this? This is clearly a loser.

Two bowls of dumplings and noodles, two meat buns!

"Brother Cheng, I can't finish eating." He Yue quietly pulled Song Mocheng's sleeve, she couldn't finish such a big bowl of dumpling noodles, let alone a meat sandwich bun.

"It's okay, you can't finish eating with me." Song Mocheng waved his hand and paid the bill.

Out of the noodle restaurant, He Yue began to eat meat, this is the fullest she has eaten since she was reborn, a meat sandwich bun was eaten by her, and she also ate a little dumpling noodles, it was so delicious.

So much so that many years later, when the two recalled this scene back then, He Yue could still taste the delicacy, which had Song Mocheng's strong love.

From that time, Song Mocheng knew that if He Yue was unhappy, it would be good to take her to eat a delicious meal. Song Mocheng maintained this habit until one day she was old and her teeth were not good, and he couldn't walk anymore.

After eating, Song Mocheng took He Yue to the supply and marketing cooperative, where he bought some of his favorite twist flowers for Mr. Xu, and picked a box of clam oil for Yao Zhutao and He Yue

"Give them to Aunt Zhao." He Yue said.

"Then four boxes." Song Mocheng waved his hand to pay the bill, "It's cold in our village in winter, so we have to use this." My industrial volume is about to expire, and if you don't use it, it's going to be wasted. ”

“……”

The salesman on the side is worth it, is this so tyrant?

He Yue beside her was about to cry, why didn't she find out that this Song Mocheng had the potential to be a loser, look at it, she can't carry it in her hand.

"It's okay, we have a car."

It's a cart, okay?

It's the same as a car, don't you see the obvious change in the eyes of the salesperson on the side? He Yue pulled Song Mocheng out of the supply and marketing cooperative.

"What are you doing here? I haven't finished buying it yet. ”

"If we buy it again, we can move the supply and marketing cooperatives home." He Yue smiled angrily and said, "Anyway, this supply and marketing cooperatives can't run, so we need to come back in the future." ”

Just this Song Mocheng, if she didn't stop her, maybe she would have to buy her menstrual affairs, and she would be ashamed to death. Can He Yue not run? And this Song Mocheng also knows too much, he knows all kinds of things about the moon?

Song Mocheng thought about it too, and decided to bring He Yue to the county seat once a month in the future.

"Brother Cheng, do you think that's my grandfather and my third uncle?" He Yue pointed to the two people not far away and asked.

"Well, that's them." Song Mocheng squinted at the backs of the two, "Let's go, follow and take a look." ”

"May I ask if this is the house of Director Wang of the Police Department?"

After following for a while, I saw He Guodong and the two of them carrying a bunch of things into the door of a courtyard, and after waiting for a while, they saw the two of them come out of the door with a smile. (To be continued.) )