Chapter 268: It's the donkey who is smothered and dead

Looking at the eagerness on Second Uncle Ling's face, Song Xinyi couldn't help but sneer in her heart, as she expected, it was that Second Uncle Ling deliberately joined forces with Li Stinky Foot to make a ghost.

Otherwise, why did he suddenly jump out and seem to coax himself to admit his mistake fairly? Who has a grudge against money, and who wants to help others be punished unconditionally? Of course, there's something greasy in this!

Today, whether she loses this pot of sorghum or Second Uncle Ling loses this pot of sorghum, money is secondary, and the important thing is that she has to bear the charge of making a mistake.

The guy on the pot will say that he was reckless, and he started directly without asking how to do things, resulting in a pot of wine ruined on the pot.

When the people next to the Ling family heard about it, they would say that he couldn't do things, more important things, this matter reached Ling Laohan's ears, how would Ling Laohan think of himself? He was full of trust and expectation in himself, but he had only been on the pot for three days and this kind of thing happened, which would definitely make him disappointed in himself.

She just knew the impact of this incident clearly, so she insisted even more, and would not listen to Second Uncle Ling's mercy and inducement, and carry this black cauldron that did not belong to her.

And now the one who can help himself the most is Uncle Yang, although he is very cold to himself, he can be fair, and he will not be easily bullied by others.

So Song Xinyi pushed away Second Uncle Ling's hand, walked towards Uncle Yang, and repeated it again.

"Uncle Yang, you are the housekeeper of our Ling family's pot, and you have always been fair and respected, and your words are also the most weighty, you say, is this really my fault today?"

"Of course it's not your fault, I said it from the beginning, this pot of sorghum is recorded in Li Stinky Feet' account."

Uncle Yang's tone was light, and his eyes looked at Li Stinky Feet quietly.

"Lao Li, do you recognize it?"

"I, I ......"

Li Stinky looked at the lack of confidence, his eyes turned from Uncle Yang's face to Second Uncle Ling's face, and then from Second Uncle Ling's face to Song Xinyi's face, and suddenly shook off the cigarette bag and pot in the creaking nest, pushed away the crowd and ran outside.

"Today, my Lao Li is really lost, okay, even if my Lao Li is unlucky today, and there is such a thing on the stall, this pot of sorghum is mine, recorded in my account, and my salary will be deducted!"

"You're out of luck? Lao Li, you have to speak with your conscience, whether you are unlucky, or you have lost your sense of proportion, you know best in your heart, since you admit your mistakes, don't chirp crookedly! ”

Uncle Yang suddenly raised his eyebrows and aggravated his tone, he was about to say something more, but was quickly interrupted by Second Uncle Ling on the side, and played a round with a smile.

"Okay, okay, this matter is Lao Li's negligence, in fact, it's not a big deal, he just feels uncomfortable, I'll go out to persuade him, everyone hurry up and go on their own, ah, hurry up and disperse."

"It's scattered, let's get to work."

Fat Dun also waved his hand and took the lead in leaving with his front teeth, although the rest of the guys were still whispering, they returned to their jobs, leaving only Song Xinyi and Uncle Yang standing in place.

Uncle Yang silently brought a big bucket and dug the waste pot of sorghum into the bucket, Song Xinyi rubbed her hands, and also followed to help, seeing that there was no one around, she whispered to Uncle Yang.

"Uncle Yang, thank you for helping me speak today."

"I didn't speak for you, and you don't remember my love!"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Yang didn't raise his head, his tone was very indifferent, and after a while, he squinted his eyes and said more with disgust.

"In the future, I will have more eyes on things, and I will work hard with my head stuffy, that is a donkey!"

"Hey, I remembered, thank you Uncle Yang." fervor

Song Xinyi couldn't help but smile again, and a pair of clear eyes looked at Uncle Yang's dark face obediently.

In this world, either who smiles at you is good to you, some people have a honey-bellied sword and a knife in their smile, but some people are cold-faced and warm-hearted, and the most soft-hearted, she has already deeply understood.

Uncle Yang had a dark face, glanced at it with slanted eyes, and lowered his head, still with a muffled sound in his mouth.

"Laugh at it, it's not a joke here! Work! ”

"Hey, good!"

Song Xinyi hurriedly lowered her head and snorted more energetically, but the smile on her lips couldn't help it, and she laughed even happier.

And at this moment, Second Uncle Ling was outside to appease Li Stinky Feet.

The two of them huddled in a no-man's corner, Li was so angry that his face turned blue, and the cigarette pouch pot in his hand slammed on the blue brick wall, complaining in his mouth.

"Second owner, I told you a long time ago that this thing can't be done, with Lao Yang here, he will definitely tear down the stage, you just don't believe it, now you can accept it, right? I lost a pot of sorghum in vain, and next month's salary is not enough to even give my mother-in-law medicine, what do you say now? ”

"Okay, okay, let's get rid of it!"

Second Uncle Ling smiled on his face, grabbed the cigarette pouch and pot of Li Stinky Feet, personally filled him with a bag of cigarettes, and lit it for him and brought it to his mouth.

"I knew that this Lao Yang would favor that kid, but you didn't set up a good situation, you filtered out half of the water in the pot, and the discerning person knew at a glance that it was you who did it, and you can't blame Lao Yang, even if Lao Yang covered the matter for you, the old man found out when he turned around, and he was the one who ate the melon, of course he could only judge it like this."

"What's the matter? Now it's my fault? ”

When Li Yanjiao heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he yelled at Second Uncle Ling.

"Second owner, don't forget, you asked me to do this, you said at the beginning, you took care of everything, why did something happen here, you didn't care about anything, and you still want me to do it alone? It's not authentic to do things like this. ”

"I'm not authentic?"

Second Uncle Ling's smile was half cold, and there was more threat in his tone.

"In the final analysis, you didn't do it yourself, if you let me do it, it won't be such a result, Brother Li, when you took the money, you promised me to do it so beautifully that people can't catch it, what's the matter, this thing is done like this, and let me clean up the mess for you?"

"Second owner, say it from the heart, who of us doesn't want to do this well? But now it's obvious that Lao Yang is doing something bad, and I'm doing my best, I get that little salary a month, and the dolls at home are waiting to eat with their mouths open, and the mother-in-law is still counting on catching medicine, you can't let me carry this matter alone, right? ”

As soon as Li Stinky Feet heard this, his waist collapsed, and he spoke half pleading and half depressed.

Second Uncle Ling smiled slightly.

"You do your best to help me with my errands, I will definitely not be able to treat you badly, Lao Li, when I become the Ling family's family in the coming year, I will promote you to the pot steward in time, and the salary will be doubled immediately! Half of this is to blame for Lao Yang, but the other half is also to blame you, so let's do it, I'll help you pay half of the money, okay? ”

"Then I'll thank the second owner."

Li Shijiao lowered his eyebrows and didn't speak again, just smoking the cigarette bag and pot one by one.

Second Uncle Ling patted him on the shoulder, turned around and left, and spat out two words silently.

"Waste."