Chapter 9 Chapter nine

The first thing Maizi did when he took office was to receive a letter of resignation from Pan Xiuying, the director of the village elder sister-in-law.The resignation letter stated: I am going from door to door due to my old age and discomfort, and I applied to resign from my position as the director of my sister-in-law and the village health worker.And proposed on the paper to let Lin Xiaoqing take over.When Maizi read his resignation letter at the village committee meeting, all the village committee members present made a gesture that they already knew that there was no need to discuss it.Liu Hai of the village committee said that the old village head had told us that as long as Pan Xiuying agreed.Liu Hai also said that our village should have had a young hygienist long ago, and that the daughter of the old village head can come back after going out to study, which is a good thing for Xiema Villa.Because Maizi is not a party member, the village party secretary is still held by Lin Zhibang and still has to join the village committee. With a peaceful and kind appearance, there is no majesty of seniority and status.Instead, his appearance made the young village chief respect and love him.

When Maizi visited Pan Xiuying that day, Pan Xiuying was at home tying a piece of red silk cloth and twisting Errenzhuan.Maizi said auntie what is this doing?Pan Xiuying said that the town is going to hold a performance for the National Day this year, Party Secretary Lin reported the program for me, and told me to turn two people around with him. When you are old, you have to be chic.Pan Xiuying said that you don't know that when I was twenty years old, Da Yangge turned fire in Xiema Town, but at that time Lin Zhishu was still a poor bachelor, standing by the side and watching with trembling eyes.Maizi said, Aunt Pan, your resignation has been approved by the village committee, and you will be accepted after you seal it.Pan Xiuying took out a wooden box from the cabinet, took out the old wooden seal from inside, took a breath, pressed the paper to the top of the cabinet, pressed it hard, and then bid farewell.When Maizi left the courtyard of Pan Xiuying's house, he saw a man twisting a rope in the ear room, his gray face fluttering there, as if he particularly liked the tune of Errenzhuan.

Coming out of Houchuan, Maizi asked a woman where Gu Ben's home was, and then followed the direction the woman pointed across two ditches and went straight to a fruit forest.This is the first orchard in Xiema Villa. When Gu Ben rented this barren hill for 1,000 yuan, no one felt his wisdom.Three years later, in the autumn, thousands of fruit trees in this barren mountain bore bright red apples, and they were pulled out by carts and sold at a good price. The people in the villa aroused interest in the demand for apples from outsiders.However, because it takes three years to produce fruit, unlike migrant workers who harvest once a year, no one develops.Gu Ben's home was next to a stone crevice at the bottom of the hillside.When Maizi entered the yard, Gu was cutting fodder for livestock with the woman.A few days ago, his sister-in-law Shi Peng met unexpectedly, but it didn't make the two hit it off. He put down the guillotine and shook the sweat, and looked at Maizi together with the two lumps of flesh in the corners of his eyes and his hazy eyes.Maizi walked past the stables where two horses and two mules were tied, and said, Uncle Gu, my name is Cheng Maizi, and I will come to see you.Gu Ben's face was gloomy, and he let out a slight sound from his nostrils, as if to show his knowledge, then he raised the guillotine again, signaling the woman to continue the grass, and the guillotine chirped down.With the chirping of chaff, Gu Ben said Cheng Maizi, don't occupy the latrine and don't shit, the village cadres don't just collect fees, taxes, and control women's childbirth.Maizi nodded.Another guillotine chattered down, saying that you young man, you know what life should be like in Xiema Villa?Maizi neither nodded nor shook his head.Another guillotine went down, and at this moment, Maizi felt that the flying straw was his head, and there seemed to be some rushing and fierce emotion in his ancient strength.Maizi said, Uncle Gu, you are the only person in our villa who made his fortune by relying on the land, I am looking for you...

Gently put down the guillotine, Gu Ben let out a long breath, left the haystack and walked out, Maizi followed closely.Outside the stable wall, Gu Ben pulled the straw and sat down, and Maizi sat down on the spot. Gu Ben was still looking at the young Maizi with scrutiny. What do you want from me?Maizi said that the old man is fine, so he came to see you. In fact, even if there was no meeting on the stone canopy, Maizi still had to visit Gu Ben after treating Tiger Claws to Jinshui, but because of Lin Zhibang's early departure, the delay in his visit before taking office seemed a bit ostentatious.In the countryside of southern Liaoning, Guben is almost as famous as the Linzhi Gang. In Maizi's impression, whenever people talk about how the Linzhi Gang made a lot of money in the city, they must mention Guben at the same time.Of course, when people are preaching, what they really envy in their hearts is Lin Zhibang.The reason why people compare them is that they are both earning money, working hard on the ridges is not as good as using their brains and talking in the city-for some reason, how many generations of people in Xiema Villa have made a living by pointing at the land. Going out of the land, even if you earn very little money, you will feel sorry for the people who live on the land, just like a man who has a lot of children and sees his wife's belly bulging, the harvest is always connected with the burden, and the burden is the same destiny.Maizi admires Lin Zhibang, and he admires and understands any kind of struggle that is not satisfied with the land, even if the result is failure, even if the method is as evil as a tiger's claw.But he admires Gu Ben even more. It is another kind of backbone to be able to struggle and work hard in the fate of the farmers and the land.Before he left, his father said something that he will never forget: If you want to be good, you must first accept your fate!You can only change your fate if you accept your fate.At first glance, this sentence seems to be contradictory to the saying that only if you don’t admit defeat can you be a winner, but Maizi thinks that what his father said is to start from the beginning and start from scratch.Back in southern Liaoning, he was able to dig foundations and build houses on the cliffs, of course thanks to the encouragement of his father Jiuquan.Precisely because he understands delusional people and admires hard-working people, Maizi made three plans in his mind when he aspired to compete for village chief: First, to meet Lin Zhibang, and let a farmer who had a glorious period see him through four bottles of wine. See his respect for a wise man; the second is to entertain Jinshui and Tiger Claws, let these two thorny heads float on the ground, and calmly watch how he steps up to the stage of the farmer's heart; the third is to pay homage to Gu Ben, let him understand his ambitions through his thorough heart-to-heart—he would like a farmer who can play tricks on the ridge to understand his ambitions.

As soon as Mai Zi Sui Gu Ben sat down, his wife brought out a scoop of last year's apples from the room.The animals behind them snorted twice, and the muffled sound suddenly stirred up the far-reaching space.Mai Zituan held the paper of resignation in his hand and said, Uncle Ben, there is something I want to discuss with you.This matter was still vague just now, but now Maizi felt that it was stuck in his throat.Maizi said, there is a piece of sandy land in Yutouzui, 17 mu. In the past few years, I have sold bricks in the last episode, and I don’t think anyone has put much effort into planting them. Can you hire them to grow vegetables?For Gu Ben, I thought about it, but I don't have that many people. Benchang, Bensheng and Juman are all in the orchard.Maizi said, Uncle, you have a certain influence, not necessarily limited to your own family, you can hire in the village, if you hire more, the few men in our village will go out.Gu Ben listened to Maizi's words, the fleshy balls at the corners of his eyes suddenly changed from light red to purple red, what did you say?hire?

During the fall of the Northeast, Ma Fengshan, who lived in Xiema Villa, colluded with the Japanese invaders, recognized the Japanese leader Da Gutian as his father, changed his name to Gu, planted poppies and sold opium under his protection, acquired huge profits, and wantonly annexed land, becoming the number one big man in Xiema Villa. landlord.After the outbreak of the Pacific War, Ma Fengshan, who changed his name to Gufengshan, used Dagutian as his backstage, and sent his third son, Gu Xingtian, to the labor brigade to be the captain of the labor brigade in charge of the labor brigades in Wenggucheng, Yancheng, Fengcheng, Andong and other counties. .This Gu Xingtian, who was secretly called the black hand by the local people, relied on prolonging the working hours of the laborers to obtain capital to hoard food and acquire land. , Gu Xingtian used various means to annex more than 110 mu of land.After the liberation, Gu Xingtian was buried alive. During the Cultural Revolution, Gu Xingtian’s son, Gu Wanquan, Gu Ben’s father, was beaten to death. The face is black and purple.A few years ago, contracting a barren mountain was a tragic act of nostalgia for a woman—because of the persecution, Gu Ben married a wife in his forties, and has always had a burning love for women. He refused to leave her for a day, as if he wanted to spend the rest of his life desperately Fish it back.Those sandy lands have long been seen in the eyes of the ancients. They are the best plots for planting yams and celeriac. If someone has hands, they will mix the sandy soil with alkali mud, and the yams and hawthorns will be boiled in a pot. Sure to get a good price.However, this thought could only flicker in the night like a will-o'-the-wisp, and he never thought about it seriously.When that thought flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp, Gu Ben often had an inexplicable fear of himself. He looked at his dry, chapped skin, his arm with bulging veins, and often wondered why there was such a strange blood dripping here? !

Gu Ben stared at Maizi in amazement, and Maizi stared at the stiff muscle with small eyes. , I don't want to hire another person.Maizi said, Uncle, you are the one who can take over this land. You stir up the water in Xiema Mountain Villa, and I will start the Yanwei Brickyard. The family has work, and the men do not leave. The life of our villa is the real life. is booming.Gu Ben's eyebrows and eyes suddenly became lively, saying that you boy and I want to go together, men really don't have to go out.He stood up while talking, stretched his fingers to the garden wall outside, and said, look at this row of elm trees, they grow into a bunch and sell for 100 yuan each, and they will become useful in five years. There are sixty trees in front and back of my house. There are many houses and few houses in the mountainous area of ​​our villa. Which house has more than fifty or sixty trees planted in front of and behind the house?Calculated by 50 trees, 5,000 yuan for five years is 1,000 yuan a year, and there are 200 trees on the side of the ditch and the ground, and all the money is buried in the side of the ditch. Whoever owns the sandy land is to quickly develop fruit trees. My fruit tree bears fruit for three years, and a farmer has 100 fruit trees. It is not a problem to grow thousands of fruit trees a year.Migrant workers outside are coolies. A few years ago, I went to the city to deliver fruit and saw with my own eyes those migrant workers living and eating. That is not how people live.The women in our villa are widowed all the year round, that's not life!With the reform and opening up, farmers have to go out?I don't think so.Lin Zhi helped the brain to work, but our villa is not all Lin Zhi's gang.

Gu Ben talked more and more, and the more he talked, the more he talked, it seemed that he invited Maizi to lecture.He said that you, Lin Zhibang, have the ability to make money and I will take it, and I will take it when you come back to guard women after earning money. You returned to the villa as a village cadre, but you didn't do anything important for the villa. You can't stretch your arms!I can see through it, Lin Zhi's help to return to the villa is actually an attempt to make a name for himself, and he does not value the villagers because of his imposing appearance.Gu Yuan's words were not heavy, but Maizi felt as sharp as a tile piercing the apex of his heart.He has a hidden purpose in his heart that is not known by anyone and has a connection with Kyung Joo.The purpose is to have a grand and false name to lead the way in front.Maizi was embarrassed, his arms were stuck around his waist, he took a deep breath, and said, Uncle Ben, I remember your words, I came to you just to listen to your advice, you are the most caring farmer in our mountain village.Please think about that piece of sand.

Coming out of Guben's home, Maizi had some mixed feelings in his heart that could not be sorted out for a while. The self-confidence that had been shaken off the mountain road in the past few days was like the delicate stems of rice seedlings tilted a little in the torrential rain.Compared with Gu Ben, an old man who has studied rural life for many years, what is he?The key point is that it is really not his goal to make Xiema Villa a success. His goal is hidden in the dark, and making the villa a success is just a bullet and a style of play for him. When Maizi returned to the village, the elementary school next to the village had already rang the school bell, and a group of children rushed out of the classroom and out of the playground like swallows.Liu Hai, the village committee member, was still waiting for Maizi at the village headquarters. When Maizi entered the door, he sat on a chair and smiled without moving.In the early days when he was with Lin Zhibang, Liu Hai always stood up and nodded when he spoke, with drooping eyebrows and eyes, even though he was three years older than Lin Zhibang.Now that he was replaced by Maizi, Liu Hai no longer had to stand up, and his head and waist were raised a lot. He pushed a manuscript paper over from the table and said, Cheng Maizi, Secretary Lin may have told you that he wants you to Fill out this form together with the application and hand it in the next afternoon.Maizi took the manuscript paper, and saw that it was the letter paper with the brow of the application for joining the party and a form of volunteering to join the party.On the day of the election, Ju Tongxin, a committee member of the township organization, told him that he was required to express his understanding to the party as soon as possible so that he could shoulder the two positions of party secretary and village head.Maizi said that I still don't know how to express it, and Ju Tongxin said, let Secretary Lin write it for you, and you make a copy.Seeing the application for joining the party written by Lin Zhibang and the conspicuously printed form of birthplace, status, and family members, Maizi's heart thumped twice, and his whole body became hot in an instant. Not only because of Secretary Lin, but because of the word "party".He has never thought about his understanding of the party, and he has never been so close to the party. A few months ago, he did not know what connection he would have with the party in the future. The desire to seek something mysterious is a tragic impulse.Of course, when he sneaked into the town hall, saw the house numbers, and heard the pleasant phone call, he felt something that he couldn't explain until now, but he never knew what was behind this inarticulate thing. , there will be such a clear thing happens.

Liu Hai said, Cheng Maizi, I have something to ask you.Maizi looked up, Liu Hai said, do you recognize Lin Zhibang as godfather?Maizi was stunned, no!Absolutely not!Liu Hai sat motionless in his seat, and everyone rumored that you recognized Secretary Lin as godfather.Maizi didn't make a sound, he felt the hot flashes subside a little bit.Liu Hai said, "If it's not that you have rules, or that Secretary Lin has some ghosts in his heart, he abdicated too quickly, which makes people wonder."Maizi quietly looked at the word "Dang" on the letter paper, and watched the sunlight cast double images of the word "Dang". Maizi wanted to say something, but at this moment he couldn't say anything. , I just felt another strong thought crawling into his veins like a bug.When Liu Hai of the village committee asked Maizi if he had denied Secretary Lin's godfather, a piece of news had already spread throughout Gougouchacha in Xiema Villa: Before Maizi became the village head, Shanglinzhi helped his family give generous gifts.This news was first broadcast by Lin Zhiliang's wife, saying that at dusk that day, Maizi bought four bottles of wine in her small shop and went straight to her uncle's house.People didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking that they wanted to thank Lin Zhibang for his secret help, and they just whispered for a while that it was still good to be the village head, and that when their children grew up, they would call it a cadre.After Maizi became the head of the village, the four bottles of wine were like four bombs, which suddenly disrupted the peace of mind of the people in the villa. First, it snowballed from four bottles of wine to eight bottles of wine, and then from eight bottles of wine to free gifts. Afterwards, the generous gift for the godfather changed from not being a "favor" to "fueling".In Xiema Mountain Villa, it is an ancient custom to give favors and gifts after things are done. The four bottles of wine bought by the children made them suddenly discover that there is something hidden in their habitual and unchanging life mechanism that they have never realized before. The only way, that is "oiling".The oil pouring project is a project before the car dealership, and it is a project that precedes the purpose. The inspiration for the oil pouring may come from the occasional association of a certain driver. The "oil pouring" wind is making noise in Xiema Villa, and all the families on both sides of the reservoir are nourished by a kind of desire, just like the spring rain revives the land, and every family is looking for hope in the irrelevant village officials and township officials.In the new era of Xiema Mountain Villa, the incident of "oil pouring" has actually happened long ago. Lin Zhibang knocked out the first project from the captain of the town's infrastructure team. Having a meal at home and then taking away a basket of apples, including those men who wanted to be migrant workers who slaughtered pigs at the end of the year and asked Lin Zhi to help them eat pork at home, are all "fueling", but some of them are carried out in secret, not known by the villagers, or Even if you know it, it blocks everyone's thinking because the purpose is too far away, the oil poured is too little and too inconspicuous.Maizi jumped from a savage kiln dweller to the head of the village. The magic power of "fueling" is like a wall-climbing tiger with extremely tenacious vitality in Xiema Villa, stretching and climbing on the winding streets.

Xiema Mountain Villa in August is exceptionally quiet. Sorghum, soybeans, corn, and rice thrive in the tranquility, so that people can hear the sound of time flowing and wandering no matter in the fields or under the shade of trees.After going through the hustle and bustle and discussions, the men and women in the villa collided on the street and in the fields, no longer chirping as soon as they met, and no one walked from door to door in their spare time. They have nothing to do with each other, their hearts have never been disturbed.However, as long as someone pays attention, they will find that the ivy has actually quietly climbed into the wall from the outside of the wall, climbed into the glass doors and windows, and thrived in every thatched house with or without sound.After Lin Zhiliang's wife went door-to-door with mother and father spreading her discovery in a surprised tone, she went home and made a splash with the man again. She first scolded the man for being incompetent, and never thought of giving her brother wine. It also needs to be poured with oil. I just let my own water flow to other people's fields, and then scolded my elder brother for being wicked, saying that my elder brother never looked down on my brother-in-law, and I didn't get any light in these years, and then eased up. His tone changed from swearing to talking, and he discussed with the man whether he should send wine to Maizi. Seeing that he would not pass the high school entrance examination, Da Guowei asked him to come back and burn bricks with Maizi. He heard that Maizi was going to set up a brick factory in the village.The man had the experience of conceding defeat in the previous battle, and kept silent until he saw the woman calm down, and then he was eager to give it a try, saying that it would be better to give wine to Maizi than to his elder brother.My wife said, fuck your crazy brains, that seductive girl came back yesterday, and she hasn't been appointed as a health worker in our village. Who do you think your brother helped Maizi for?When a man sees that he is not as smart as his wife, he goes along with the flow and gives it away as soon as he says it.Wen Shengli, who has always been honest and speechless, went home and opened the old wooden cabinet, took out all the wine bottles and fruit boxes that had been saved over the years, carefully looked at the faded trademarks on it, and thought that if she could give The son is looking for a job in the town, and he is not asked to go out to work as a migrant worker when he is young, and he will accept all the wine even if he is given away.Tiger Claw's parents sighed at night, saying that their son was not promising to become an adult because they had no ability to pour oil... The rise of the oil pouring wind in Xiema Villa made the authentic farmers in the villa begin to lose their principles of life.It also gave them some vitality and new hope in their unchanging days. When the oily wind blows into the room from the streets and alleys, stirring up bright circles of hope in everyone's hearts, Yueyue is found back at school by his third brother Xing'an.Ever since her mother took out the structure diagram of Weng’s ancestor’s three-entry and three-exit house from a wooden box, Yueyue asked people everywhere in the small town, looking for a place with a good location and low rent to do furniture business, but after repeated repetitions, she finally failed. could not find it.Later, I heard Mr. Li from the opposite table say that on the bank of Xiajie River in Xiema Town, the town supply and marketing cooperative has two consignment outlets that are not used all year round. It is a good place to rent them out for furniture processing. According to the director of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, the rent of 50 yuan per month is guaranteed.After several rounds of research, it was learned that the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was related to the cultural and educational assistant Kou Shijun of the town government, and that the cultural and educational assistant Kou Shijun was a classmate of Guojun Middle School, and he came to congratulate Guojun when he got married.Who knew Yueyue went home to beg the national army and the national army was furious, you asked me to beg him?Seeking that smug kid?Yueyue noticed the anger of the national army for the first time, just like smearing snow marks on gray paper, there is an imperceptible coldness in the superficiality.Yueyue didn't know how to stop the coldness coming to her face, she hesitated and couldn't speak.However, the national army did not intend to take it back and continued to release: I am not a full man who does not know how hungry a man is. I know they are anxious. The descendants of the Weng family should not be like this.But you know what that kid Kou Shijun looks like after he gets married, his face is smooth, and his ribs are full of smiles, you want me to beg him?Guo Jun said and turned his eyes to the wall, as if there was a string of ribs smiling at him.Yueyue finally knew where she was wrong and what she should do. She said that the national army was sorry, I shouldn't... Yueyue didn't go on. Guojun's impotence after marriage made his self-esteem as a man more and more obvious as his self-confidence gradually weakened. Yueyue felt this cold self-esteem and never dared to mention it again. She moved home for many days. In the end, he hesitated at the thought.The third brother Xing'an sent the students to call Yueyue on the school playground, and there was an irresistible stubbornness in that message: Teacher Weng, your brother sent a letter asking you to go home tonight.Xing'an saw Yueyue looking at him, turned around and got on his bicycle. The mother reincarnated at the house of the third sister-in-law again, and the second brother, third brother and elder sister-in-law Feng Bu and Feng Ying sat around her.Yueyue said that the way has been found out, that is... Before Yueyue finished speaking, Fu An hurriedly answered, okay, as long as there is a way, let's pour oil, let's pour oil immediately.As the second brother said, he took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it on the edge of the kang, saying that he would buy two cigarettes and deliver them tomorrow.The second brother was very generous with money, as if as long as he was able to give money generously, there would be no difficulty, and he didn't consider the psychological burden of pouring oil on a strange wheel every month at all.Yueyue didn't mention the national army and the Koushi army. When she felt that she was the only one in the Weng family who could and must rush forward, she stretched out her hand and pushed back the two hundred dollars, taking the opportunity to cover up the scar in her heart, saying I have the money, and I will do it tomorrow.When Yueyue said this, she had a feeling of standing up.The next day was the day before the summer vacation, Yueyue bid farewell to her mother, brother-in-law and ran to Xiema Town early. When Yueyue bought two cigarettes and put them in her bag, she felt flustered as if she had done something bad.At ten past seven, she came to the gate of the town government and stood in an inconspicuous place where all the workers could be seen. She made a casual expression, and if she found out that it was not Kou Shijun, she would turn her back quickly.Yueyue carefully weaves language in several repeated turns.If the delivery of cigarettes itself is oiling, then the language of delivery is the nozzle of the oiling cylinder. The big mouth and small mouth directly affect the level of oiling.Yueyue is not as calm as she is in teaching when weaving language, and her heart flickers with unpredictable anxiety and heat.But at this moment, the national army and Kou Shijun came together from the small path at the side door of the government. Yueyue quickly hid in a stall with a street stall and squatted down. Yueyue didn't have time to compare the difference between her face and Kou Shijun's greasy face, to dig out the pain in her heart, she swiftly rushed to Kou Shijun after her husband Guojun walked into the East Court of the government.The moment she rushed out, her mind went blank, she completely forgot her original intention and called out Brother Kou over and over again.Kou Shijun stopped, and when he turned his head and saw Weng Yueyue, the daughter-in-law of the national army, excitement flashed across his face. Weng Yueyue are you looking for me? Yueyue walked over and said that brother, I have something to do with you. Kou Shijun followed out, and followed them all the way to the outside of the big wall of the oil factory on the east side of the government.Seeing that Yueyue was quite mysterious, Kou Shijun stopped and looked around with his head. Yueyue said, Big Brother Kou, I want to entrust you with a business. I want to ask you to give this cigarette to Director Wang of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and rent him two houses down the street, on the bank of the river. Kou Shijun froze for a moment, the excitement on his face turned into a thought, but he was not surprised at all.Kou Shijun said, he knows now? Yueyue said no, he didn't know, he didn't know anything, and he had to ask you to explain it. Kou Shijun said, why don't you let the national army find me?This kid keeps avoiding me for some reason. Yueyue smiled, raised her two willow eyebrows lightly, Yueyue said it was my natal family's business, so naturally she agreed. Kou Shijun said yes, you Weng Yueyue think highly of me, I will definitely do it.When Kou Shijun left, he said to Yueyue, come to me tomorrow to listen to the letter, at noon tomorrow. At noon of the next day, Yueyue arrived outside the government office as scheduled. At this time, Kou Shijun was already waiting at the door, his oily forehead flickering eagerly looking for it.When he saw Yueyue, he opened his mouth in joy, and agreed, the rent will be reduced to thirty, and the contract will be written in a week.In Yueyue's heart, it seemed that the long-sealed clouds suddenly dissipated, and said that it was great, brother, I should thank you.Kou Shijun stared at Yueyue, and said that Weng Yueyue begged me, and she didn't need to thank me for anything. Yueyue sent Kou Shijun to the government courtyard with her eyes, and then she couldn't hide her inner joy and turned around.The moment Yueyue turned around, Yueyue saw a familiar figure flashing past the house in the east courtyard of the government, Yueyue couldn't help feeling a little nervous.Because she had a back that was making trouble in her heart, Yueyue didn't return to her mother's house to report to her brother after get off work.She hesitated for a while on the fork leading to the lower estuary, and finally turned to the upper estuary.Father-in-law and Huo Hua are walking around the streets outside the wall, while mother-in-law and Xiao Qing are tending the vegetable garden.It was the first time Yueyue saw her father-in-law and Huo Hua get close in person, and it was also the first time she saw her mother-in-law and Xiao Qing working together.The abdication of the father-in-law and the return of the sister-in-law brought a new pattern to the family relationship.In this situation, subtle changes have also taken place between her and the national army. They have stopped walking together after get off work for a long time. There is no direct reason for this separation, and it seems to be a natural thing.The national army is more and more greedy for going to bed early, and has no enthusiasm for getting up early to accompany Yueyue and leave early, and Yueyue has no enthusiasm for asking the national army to accompany her.Only when Yueyue came home on the last day of the term and saw the new combination of her family members did she occasionally feel about the national army and her current state.Yueyue smiled with her mother-in-law and Xiaoqing in the garden, then put down her bicycle and went straight to Westinghouse.Hearing Yueyue enter the room, Guojun had a cold face, Weng Yueyue, you, you don't have me, Lin Guojun, in your heart, and you don't take me, Lin Guojun, seriously.The sound of blunt objects hitting through the silver-gray ice fanned out a sharp chill, pervading in the warmth at the turn of summer and autumn, wrapping Yueyue's melon-seeded face that was still smiling apologetically just now. You can't do this to me, National Army.Yueyue still said softly. You, you look down on me now, you look down on me just like Kousuke. The blunt instrument hit the ice again, expelling the heat of summer and autumn.At this time, Yueyue calmed down, Yueyue withdrew the cold smile on her face, looked at Guojun calmly, and said Guojun, in fact, we are all victims, I feel good if you are sick?How can I look down on you? Guojun said, what he said was right, you were victimized, and you didn't want to be victimized, so you found a reason to punish me, and you went behind my back to please the Koushijun. Yueyue knew that what Guojun said was all angry words, so she stepped forward to hug Guojun, but when she relaxed from her composure and sucked his face and lips with her hot tongue, Yueyue knew that Guojun's angry words The meaning contained in it is already an undeniable fact, but the person deeply related to that fact is not Kou Shijun, but another person, because at this moment, Yueyue touched her tongue to Guojun's face and lips as usual. When she touched his face, she felt that what she touched was not the flesh, but a thick iron-like shell, which made her body unresponsive. Not only that, when her lips touched his face, her heart surged. There was a faint sense of guilt. After a moment of silence, Guojun's cold face was dyed with an obscure and sad warmth, saying that I know that I have wronged you, but you don't understand men, how many medicines I have taken, and I still haven't recovered, how can I Could it be so?Yueyue said you get angry, I know men, you get angry.Tears welled up in the corners of Yueyue's eyes, the sensation on the skin was gone, but the emotion was still there.This thing changes from pre-marital attraction and excitement to one life's pity and sympathy for another life.Yueyue pushed away the national army, changed into a water red dress she wore at home, and said that I would go on summer vacation tomorrow, and I wanted to accompany you to the market for treatment.Guojun said, I thought about it too, but what would my parents think if they mobilized so many teachers?Yueyue said that she would go to the meeting together.The national army said no, I will go by myself, you go back to Xiahekou to accompany our mother during the summer vacation, and you seldom go back after you get married.I took out the fermentation plan of this batch of bacteria and left.Yueyue nodded and said okay, Mom and Dad came in, let's eat.