36 cloudy skies

There was only one thing that made him frown.

Zhang Wentao looked around for home remedies and panaceas that could grow taller, and watched promotional advertisements on TV every day, saying that he could grow six centimeters taller after taking their products in one course of treatment.

Zhang Wentao was encouraged and convinced, not to mention six centimeters, even one centimeter is satisfied, but any product that can promote bone growth, he will buy it home in cans, of course, he doesn't eat it, he knows that his height is hopeless to grow taller, just looking at his son, compared with children of the same age, a lot shorter, anxious and anxious.

He urged Zhang Haiyang to finish eating the things in the jar, and he grew taller after eating, Zhang Haiyang was like a medicine jar every day at a young age, eating those gray-white powders, and eating them for a few years without results, but it was visible to the naked eye, from a little thin man to a little fat man.

In the eyes of outsiders, Da'an is remote and desolate, no one cares, but in the eyes of Zhang Wentao, it is a treasure of feng shui, and he has earned more than he has earned working in the oil field for many years.

Da'an's vacant vacant house was never satisfied, so he called all his relatives from the countryside, and after those relatives of his family came, they fenced off all the land that Da'an could use and planted crops.

Even the side of the highway is not let go, from the water room with a plastic pipe to lead the tap water to the vegetable garden, the residents of Da'an dare not be angry, the relatives of the village chief do not have to pay rent, rampant and domineering, the so-called one person gets the way, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven is this truth.

Wei Gospel can not respect Zhang Wentao, some disgust, Da'an has almost become his world, the house here is forever dissatisfied, outsiders come and go, Zhang Wentao's hometown relatives will be fox and tiger, walking sideways in Da'an, his nephew set up a chemical plant, the sewage of the chemical plant is discharged at will, and the soil around the factory is dyed like a rainbow.

Some people also came to Da'an to set up a factory, but because they couldn't afford the high electricity and water bills, they moved away, but Zhang Wentao's nephew's chemical factory business was thriving and making money.

Wang Fengmei built a small factory building in front of her house, which was used to place machinery and equipment and raw materials, and she had greeted Zhang Wentao before, and he also verbally agreed, but after the factory was built, he turned his face, saying that it was an illegal building, saying that she had built it privately and demolished the house within a time limit.

Yang Longfei was frowning about this matter.

Wei Gospel only occasionally heard Wei Si mention it, she paid a little attention to it, but she didn't know the seriousness of the matter.

After school in the afternoon, Wei Gospel stood at the school gate with his schoolbag on his back and kept watching in the crowd, and students came out of it one after another.

Sun Tingting saw it and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

Wei Gospel smiled and said, "Haha, wait for my sister."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Longfei passed by her with his schoolbag strap.

"Then I'm leaving." Sun Tingting said.

They don't take the same path.

"Well, goodbye." Wei Gospel waved his hand at Sun Tingting.

When she turned around and looked back, Yang Longfei had already walked away, Wei Gospel gritted his teeth and shouted behind him: "Hey, wait for me!"

Yang Longfei still walked forward without looking back.

"This bastard!" Wei Gospel stomped his feet angrily, grabbed the schoolbag belt and ran towards him.

Running to Yang Longfei, she panted and asked, "I called you, didn't you hear!"

"Aren't you waiting for your sister!" Yang Longfei blinked.

"You ......" Wei Gospel was about to suffocate her internal injuries, she had thought of comforting him, but now she couldn't say a word.

Yang Longfei returned to his usual look, reached out and pulled the broken hair in front of his forehead to the back, his demeanor did not decrease, Wei Gospel was the one who needed comfort, her lips moved for a moment, and she walked in the opposite direction without looking back.

I thought: I'm evil, why do you want to comfort him, you don't appreciate it at all, the more you think about it, the more angry you become, and your cheeks are hot.

"Hey, you're on the wrong track." Yang Longfei shouted behind her, grabbed his schoolbag and chased after her.

Wei Gospel ignored him, Yang Longfei chased after him with a smile, and knew that he had fought back.

"Why are you going this way?"

Wei Gospel glanced at him angrily, and said coldly: "Go grocery shopping."

Yang Longfei let out an "oh" and asked, "Were you waiting for me just now?"

Wei Gospel sighed and said, "I originally wanted to comfort you, but it seems that there is no need for it."

"Why not!" Yang Longfei pretended to have a heartache and said, "I'm sad."

"I don't see it."

After a while, Wei Gospel asked with concern: "Is your family okay?"

"Fortunately, Zhang Laosan said that my family demolished the factory within two days, saying that it was an illegal building, which is ridiculous, and his relatives have built fewer houses in Da'an, how can it become an illegal building when they get to my house."

"What did your parents say?"

"Don't worry, as long as money can solve the problem, it's a trivial matter, and it's nothing to demolish the house, I'm just angry."

He said it lightly, Wei Gospel bit his lip and didn't say it.

The two of them came to the vegetable market and didn't say a word to each other, Wei Gospel rarely came to buy vegetables, she didn't like the noisy environment, sometimes Wei Fuhai and Li Yuehua quarreled, she would run out alone, she found that the conflict between her parents could not be resolved in a few words, Yang Longfei took money so lightly, he probably never worried about lack of money.

Two people came to a stall selling vegetables.

"Something."

The stall owner was a chubby middle-aged woman, her eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

"Ah, Auntie, how much are potatoes a pound?" Wei Gospel asked worriedly.

"Eight cents a pound." The stall owner said.

"Okay, I'll buy four pounds." Wei Gospel said hesitantly, "Can you help me pick a few good ones?" ”

The stall owner was very enthusiastic to help her pick the potatoes and put them into a plastic bag, just about to put them on the scale, the corner of the plastic bag cracked, and the potato bones in the bag rolled to the ground.

The stall owner looked at him, smiled knowingly, and said, "Whose young man is this, with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes?"

Wei Gospel shook his head, but Yang Longfei was very useful, clapping his hands and saying: "Hahahaha, boss, just by your words, I want all these potatoes."