Chapter Seventy-Five: Resolving Hatred

A few minutes later, a box of goods was parked in front of the community, full of food and drink.

Shi Wen opened the back door and drove the driver away – a move that almost fulfilled my childhood dream of opening a commissary. The residents who slipped around the bend nearby did not know why, and they gathered around to see the excitement. Many children are greedy, Shi Wen didn't say a word when he saw this, and stuffed a lot of snacks into the children's arms. Parents are very subtle: "No, no, we don't need you to ...... it ourselves"

All of a sudden, the box was overcrowded, making it look like opening a warehouse to release grain and grab a large household, and passers-by who did not know the situation thought that the community had realized communism ahead of schedule.

Cheng Xiaobo is worthy of engaging in mass work, and when he saw the chaos of the scene, he immediately separated from the crowd and jumped into the car: "Don't mess around, the pickled pepper and phoenix claws are all mine!" Pay attention to safety, don't let the square dance aunts get hurt, you are not opponents! That kid, put down your stuff in your hand, you're a guy in the back store, think I'm blind? Don't fish in this troubled water! ”

There are many people who want to take advantage of the opportunity, but most of the residents are still very simple and kind. I felt sorry for taking our things, and I went home to bring us a lot of leftovers, and the table couldn't be put full of Dengdeng, and the big ones became a sandwich to welcome the Eighth Route Army.

Shi Wen drank a lot of wine, and said to me with a crimson face: "It feels good to have friends." ”

I bit the cigarette butt, grinned and rummaged through the clams on the stove, and said with a big grin, "Friend is a piece of?" This time I was in a hurry, and next time I will help you with a few boyfriends, it will feel better. ”

I'll leave this lost will here for now. As for the ending, let's be honest: until I typed this text in front of the computer, the lawsuit was not over.

The plot of the battle of wits between the Shi family and the civil affairs department may be much more exciting than my story, but if I write it again, it will evolve into a novel on the theme of anti-corruption, which is off topic and is not what I want to express. I think what is more important is that Shi Wen only wants to maintain the hard work of the old man Shi Laigu's life, while Cheng Xiaobo only wants to find a reliable home for Li Su'e, and he has already recognized Shi Wen, which is enough.

I think it's easier for people who have a simple purpose and have nothing to do with money to succeed, right?

As the employees of Shi Wen's company picked her up, this commission was not very successful, and the rest of the troubles were left to Cheng Xiaobo and Shi Wen to worry about. In fact, the subtext in my heart is: they both deserve to be tired, and I can suffer so many sins without them? If it weren't for the fact that I had made a lot of money for nothing, I would have to find a way to toss them to death.

That night, the door was evil, the sky was drizzling, and I stood on the side of the road for more than half an hour without looking at a taxi. As soon as the breeze blew coldly, I couldn't help but tremble and complain about Lu Xiaohua: "Tell me, you are an assistant and can't drive!" Like words? Besides, in our business, how can anyone who can't drive? Don't you know how to recharge yourself if I don't mention it? ”

Lu Xiaohua lowered her head to her chest and said timidly, "Brother Chen, do you think I'm useless and don't want me anymore?" ”

My soul nodded desperately: "Yes! Oh, yes! I've been paying you for two or three months, what else can you do other than cleaning every day? But looking at her pitiful appearance, my body was cowardly again: "Xiaohua, why don't Brother Chen give you money tomorrow to learn a ticket." ”