Many people have misconceptions about the position of street director, and always think that it is those old ladies who have a short family and a short family who can do the work.

Actually, it's not, those old ladies are called the community, the subordinate units of the street.

The street director of Jichun City is at the level of deputy director, and Chi Catch-up is only in his thirties, and this position is quite low to be honest.

People who can achieve this position at this age, are they given for nothing?

Anyway, Tu Ziqiang doesn't believe it.

Either by yourself or at home.

So why is this late catch-up and overtaking such an open fire bully? Why is he not afraid that his third son will be cornered and do stupid things?

In that case, either there is a mortal vendetta or there is no fear.

Tu Ziqiang couldn't believe that a person with such a high position would simply take such a big risk for those dozens of dollars.

And it is such a blatant bullying of orphans and widows with complete disregard for the impact......

Canned luncheon meat, canned sardines, canned beef......

Biaozi was very bloody, and he made a table of canned meat.

The wine biaozi took an ordinary small roast, not much, only two bottles.

Today is not here to drink and entertain, but to solve the problem of the third son.

Biaozi's scale is well grasped, and no one will drink too much of the two bottles of wine, and the atmosphere can be set off......

The third son sat there calmly without speaking, and in front of him was a large bowl.

Whoa......

Tu Ziqiang poured the fried peanuts from the kraft paper package onto the plate......

Four dishes, meat and vegetarian, live together!

"Drink it first, or do you drink it first?" Tu Ziqiang rubbed his big hands and asked for the opinion of the third son with a smile.

"Brother Qiangzi, you don't care about this, will you?" The third son pleaded with a bitter face.

"Cheng, I don't care......" Tu Ziqiang clapped his hands, "Then you tell me, tell me, how far are you going to do it yourself?" ”

The third son didn't speak, picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a big sip.

"Eat some food, I won't let you go if you are drunk until you finish talking today!" Tu Ziqiang pushed his chopsticks in front of Sanzi, "Eat more meat, this thing is a big deal, it's not easy to get drunk!" ”

"Biaozi, you eat too, eat." Tu Ziqiang waved his hand gently, "We are all old fights, I will help the third son come up with ideas in a while, and see how to do it!"

"Eh, eh......" Biaozi smiled warmly and not flatteringly.

"After a while, the mutual aid club will seconded some educated youths from below," Tu Ziqiang glanced at the third son, and really started chatting, "Mainly female intellectuals......

"Yes," Biaozi showed a look of eagerness very cooperatively, "Brother Qiang, you know that you feel sorry for the brothers, hehehe......"

This laughter is a bit improper.

"Chase it by yourself, don't play tricks, I can talk ahead......" Tu Ziqiang glanced at his third son and said decently.

"That's a must," Biao Zi's chest beat against the mountain, and he picked up the wine bowl, "San'er? Let's respect Brother Qiang? ”

Sanzi was expressionless in serving bowls, lifting bowls, and drinking......

"You killed his sister, what did your mother do?" Tu Ziqiang opened his mouth coldly, and the third son's shoulders trembled obviously.

"Your second brother is crippled, and your eldest brother is far away in the sky." Tu Ziqiang looked at the third son with a slight tilt of his head, "You killed the director of the street, do you think the new director of the street will take care of your family and let your two brothers come back?" ”

The third son raised his head sharply and stared at Tu Ziqiang.

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"The street is aimed at your house, do those old ladies in the community dare to take care of your mother and sister? Well? Tu Ziqiang tapped his fingers on the table urgently, "Don't say that your mother's sick body is a good person, can you still live that day?" Well? ”

Sanzi's lips moved, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"You still killed him, what if you didn't?" Tu Ziqiang said faintly, "Are you really 100% sure that you can succeed?" Well? ”

"Brother Qiangzi......" the corners of Sanzi's mouth twitched.

"Think about it, if you go in, he's not dead......" Tu Ziqiang shook his head slowly, "Tut-tut, hey...... Your sister and your mother are fine. ”

"What about your two brothers? I can't come back in this life......" Tu Ziqiang slowly made up for the last knife.

Bang Dang!

The third son lay on the table and cried bitterly.

"Brother Qiangzi, I really can't bear it! I don't want to fucking live! ”

Biaozi drank wine in small sips, ate peanuts in small sips, and listened with his ears open.

"I'm not afraid of death, so what's so terrible ......" Tu Ziqiang said expressionlessly, and the voice blew like a cold wind.

"But, but, ......" Sanzi stood up abruptly and sat down again, "but I can't afford to play with him......"

"It's actually very simple...... Tu Ziqiang chewed peanuts while casually taking out a piece of paper from his arms and handing it to Sanzi.

Biaozi also subconsciously stretched his neck to see what it was.

"Brother Qiangzi? This! Sanziyuan opened his eyes, "Isn't this okay?" ”

"What's wrong?" The corners of Tu Ziqiang's mouth crooked and began to smile, "If you are old enough to go to the countryside, aren't you old enough to recruit workers?" Yes? ”

That list is a recruitment notice from the Red Star Factory!

Tu Ziqiang made a formal establishment for Lu Xiu'e, the younger sister of the third son!

"The policy stipulates that going to the countryside is only for unemployed adult youth," Tu Ziqiang tapped the recruitment notice lightly with his fingers, "those who have been recruited are not within the scope of going to the countryside!" ”

Sanzi's fists were clenched tightly, and tears flowed down his ......

"Brother Qiang, be righteous! Brother Qiang! Biaozi looked at the piece of paper with envy and shouted, "Brother Qiang's pee!" ”

"But the fourth child of my family is so small...... "The third son smiled wryly and raised his hand to gesticulate, "This is too unusual!" ”

"Didn't Chi Catch Up send you a notice to go to the countryside?" Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips and sneered, "Keep it!" In the future, whoever talks about age will go to Director Chi Da first! ”

"Huh!" Sanzi frowned and thought about it, and slapped the table excitedly, "Brother Qiangzi, I'll you at will!" ”

The atmosphere gradually warmed up, and the wine passed three rounds......

"Sanzi, we're not street runners......" Tu Ziqiang stretched out his hand and patted Sanzi's shoulder, "If we can solve the problem reasonably and legally, we will resolutely not break the law, you know?" ”

The third son nodded in a daze, obviously not understanding too much.

"Brother Qiang is saying, we are now people with a unit, not who says bullying and bullying!" Biao Zi hugged the third son and said happily, "You just said that yesterday, this has to be changed before, ah......"

The third son nodded thoughtfully.

Ah, half of Biao Zi hasn't explained this, I don't know if he really doesn't understand or pretends not to understand.

"Anyway, I don't understand something...... Tu Ziqiang coughed to attract the attention of the two of them, "Then I'm not afraid that you will play with your life?" Yes? What does he have to rely on? ”

"He has fought and killed people...... "The third son was stunned for a while, and his head slowly lowered, "I wasn't too sure before......"

"What?" Tu Ziqiang's interest came, "Then why did you get married?" ”

"He wasn't a director back then," Miko sighed with a long sigh, "My father was also working on the street at the time......

A light like a bean, the third son slowly told the story of the year.