"Ouch!" As soon as the action was made, the tall lady's armpit hurt so much that she grinned her teeth.

Gu Yuqiao was in the main hall of the village chief's house, discussing the cultivation of mushrooms with the village chief, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is this to judge or to find fault?

The village chief smiled bitterly and sighed, "I'll come when I go." ”

"What's the matter, Bai Ren's family."

"Village chief, let me ask you, did the mushrooms handed over to you by our village be sent to the county seat the next day?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

When Mrs. Gao heard this, she immediately felt that she had been wronged, and when she saw many villagers coming around, she crackled and began to complain.

"Then what you sent must be stale mushrooms, but I also took the newly picked mushrooms yesterday afternoon to sell at Zhao's Restaurant, they actually said that our village will give the good ones to Tingfeng Xuan and sell the rotten ones to them! Do you say that people are angry? ”

"What? Do you sell it yourself? The village chief was angry and shouted, "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to sell it privately?" ”

"Hey, what, I can't sell the mushrooms I picked myself, so I have to make you the difference? You're beautiful! Even if you are the village head, it doesn't make sense! ”

At this time, someone actually shouted: "Yes, village chief, how much difference did you make?" ”

"I make the difference?" The village chief was so angry that his face turned red, "I worked hard to help you sell mushrooms, and I was busy weighing and distributing money every day, and I didn't even have a penny of hard work, I don't believe you go to listen to Fengxuan's question, I have a clear conscience in vain!" ”

The more the village chief spoke, the more angry he became, and he walked over and kicked over the basket.

"I'm not going to sell it for yourself," he said, picking up one of the brightly colored mushrooms inside, "not that I'm afraid you'll get into this poisonous mushroom!" ”

"Fortunately, you didn't sell it this time, if you sell it and poison people, will our village still be able to sell mushrooms in the future?"

The onlookers were startled and angrily scolded Mrs. Gao.

The tall lady was instigated, "That...... The village chief, you can take these from me. ”

"Not fresh, not collected!" The village chief turned his back and drove people away, "You go back!" ”

Who knows, Aunt Gao actually cried.

"Village chief, it's all you, why didn't you tell us how to keep it fresh before, woo woo...... I received fifteen catties of mushrooms from others here, and I still owe others 450 yuan, all of which are caused by you! ”

"Woo woo, I don't care, you pay me money! My family is so miserable now, can you have a good conscience if you don't accept my fungus? ”

This is all directly false.

"You, you ......" The village chief was old, his face was so red with anger that his neck was thick, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

Seeing this, Aunt Wu picked up a broom and beckoned to the feet of the tall lady, "Stinky and shameless, you get out of me!" ”

Mrs. Gao was startled, forgot to take the basket, and crawled out of the village chief's house.

Gu Yuqiao's eyes lit up, the broom is really easy to use!

With a secret smile, she ran to give the village chief a good breath, and a pair of small hands skillfully patted him on the back a few times.

The village chief quickly recovered, shook his head and sighed: "Old woman, you pour out the fungus, wait for 200 yuan, and return the basket to her." ”

Gu Yuqiao was puzzled, "Village chief, are you still conniving at that kind of person?" ”

"Hey...... Who called me the patriarch, and now her family is really difficult, and the 200 Wen is considered to be my help to her son. ”

Gu Yuqiao suddenly had the feeling that the pit he dug himself accidentally hit the village chief.