Xu Zhenyang's eyes shone dangerously: "Vietnam's combat heroes? In the early years, I had killed a few, but now that my hand is raw, and I am not in the task, it is somewhat inconvenient. ”

Lei Hao looked at the monk: "Don't you have an uncle who is a leader in this province?" It doesn't matter if this kind of thing is concerned? ”

"The CPPCC, the CPPCC is only, you can only participate in politics, not govern. But if there is such a thing, I will definitely stab it over, and when my uncle can't control it, he will report it to my grandfather to take care of it, and if my grandfather can't control it, he will report it to a few Shibo in the imperial capital to take care of it, and there will always be someone who will govern them. ”

Si Mingming clapped his hands and said: "That's how it should be, how can you not let the Vietnamese devils be powerful in our country." ”

Wei Qingqing showed a worried expression, and just wanted to say something, Sister Honghong, who had left, came back with a group of half-sized children. She skillfully directed the children to clear the road, shouting the trumpet with great energy, and the two babies on her body did not affect her actions at all.

When there are many people, things are done very quickly, and soon the ground is almost cleared, and it is almost necessary to use a magnifying glass to find some scattered stones. And these children seem to be having a lot of fun, and there are even fights for this.

The monk leaned back comfortably on the back of the chair: "Country children are easy to buy, I just promised them the price of a dime for a big stone, five cents for a small stone, and a cent for a fine stone, and they actually fought for this piece of a few cents, haha." ”

Wei Qingqing snorted dissatisfiedly: "They are all children of poor families, and a few cents a piece is a huge amount of money for them." You are born in heaven and live in honey, how can you know the suffering of us country children? Besides, what is so ridiculous about making money by one's own labor? ”

The monk immediately put away his smiling face: "You're right, it's me Meng Lang." ”

At this time, a few teenage boys outside the car window fought over two small stones, and suddenly entered the link of the general's heads-up.

"Your opponent is: Divine Beast Country, Youwei County, Wowo Township, Lone Ranger Demon Warrior Kuiba."

"Shameless, I'm the Kuiba, Qi Hengsan."

"Feel the form and vein, the body and vein are one, penetrate the vein, vibrate the vein, and the overlord rushes through the sun."

When the monk jumped out of the car, he just dodged a trick of blowing snow from Wolf Mountain. He grabbed the attacking enemy: "Don't fight, if you fight again, I'll seal your veins." ”

The young man struggled and shouted: "I just want to show my attitude with my actions, I am his enemy, his mortal enemy!" ”

Sister Honghong had already finished lighting the stone, walked over and patted the back of the young man's head: "There is another fight, I'll tell your mother to go later, and let her prepare a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots for you." ”

The young man touched his head and ran away, and Sister Honghong began to settle accounts with the monk. Lei Hao was impatient when he heard this: "Monk, don't you just give a thousand and it's over, can you make the calculation of this big stone and small stone?" ”

Sister Honghong was startled at first, and then showed joy, but the monk shook his head and said: "This is the income of the children's labor, of course, it must be calculated clearly, otherwise Sister Honghong and the others will not be able to settle accounts with the children." ”

Sister Honghong's face turned bitter with joy, and she said embarrassedly: "That's right, it should be calculated clearly." ”

Wei Qingqing asked softly in the car: "I think Oba is right, it's just a dime, what do you know so well?" It's not a bad thing to give more to Sister Honghong. ”

Si Ming said: "I think the monk did the right thing, since he said that he would be paid according to his work, then he will come according to the agreement." If you have a good relationship with Sister Honghong and want to help her more, you can secretly stuff her with money, so it is inappropriate to give more money in front of other people. Not only may it arouse the greed of some people, but it may also cause hatred among the parents of these children because of the uneven distribution. ”

Wei Qingqing nodded as if she didn't understand and stopped talking.

After the calculation, the monk paid the children according to the amount, and gave Sister Honghong an additional 100 yuan for intermediary service fees. Sister Honghong divided the money, took her share of income, and left with a smile, and before leaving, she went around to the car window and took Wei Qingqing's hand to thank her.

After driving through the health center, the cement road was replaced by a bumpy dirt road, but it was difficult to resist the high-power SUV. Xu Zhenyang stepped on the accelerator and went down, and a tumbling yellow dragon suddenly rose into the air on the dirt road.

At this time, it was getting late, and many old farmers had finished their day's work and were slowly walking home with farm tools. Covered by this yellow dragon, the old farmers scolded one after another, and some even picked up the dirt on the side of the road and smashed it towards Xu Zhenyang.

Xu Zhenyang silently raised the window, and then slowed down the car to minimize the production of smoke and dust. Seeing Lei Hao's surprised eyes, Xu Zhenyang smiled self-deprecatingly: "What? You think I'm going to do something to them, a few of them are about my father's age. After a while, he said, "The expression of blowing the beard and getting angry is similar." ”

It soon darkened, and there was hardly any light on the dirt road, and there was no traffic in sight. Xu Zhenyang slowed the speed of the car even lower, and two yellow rays of light were cast from the front of the car to pierce the darkness of the night.

The night was dark and deep, and only the stars and moon above the head vaguely illuminated the future. The breeze blows, and the leaves on the side of the road make a rattling sound, as if someone is plucking the strings and playing a night sonata.

A small stream gushed out of nowhere, shimmering with silver ripples flowing along the side of the road. The breeze blows, and the rushing water makes a rattling sound, as if someone gently plucks the stream and sounds the clear and flat tone of Huazhi.

Wei Qingqing's eyes were circulating, and his face, which was deliberately ugly, revealed a strange light, as if the whole person was drenched in the fragrance of youth. The monk stared intently at Qingqing's face, as if he was infatuated, and at this scene, familiar music seemed to sound in Lei Hao's ears: "Sweetheart, I'm waiting for you in the Oriental Pearl, they said ......." ”

Wei Qingqing suddenly sighed, pointed to the front and said excitedly: "Come on, turn over the stone beam in front of you, and you can see our village." ”