After returning to the countryside to farm, I brought the whole village to become rich

Chapter 69 Negotiations
Song Daqiang dragged Zhou Meihua to the village committee. Seeing this, Father Song also dropped the half-peeled corn cobs in his hand and hurriedly followed.

Zhou Meihua was staggered a few steps by Song Daqiang, almost fell down.

She stabilized her body, raised her hand and thumped Song Daqiang's shoulder twice, cursing: "Song Daqiang, hurry up to reincarnate! I was dragged out by you when I ate half of the noodles. It doesn't matter if I'm hungry, I'm hungry. What about my son!"

Song Daqiang wasn't used to her either, he dragged her to continue walking, and said with a sneer, "My son is just a ball of meat now, so he doesn't need to eat it!
But you prodigal bitch, what do you think you can do if you eat less than two bites, it's a thing for a starving ghost to save lives!Why didn't I realize that you can eat so much before? ! "

Zhou Meihua is not weak and easy to bully like Shen Xiu, who can't fight back when beaten or scolded.

She was so powerful, she gave Song Daqiang a hard sip, and began to scold him in a small mouth, "Look at your virtue, you are so stingy, don't you just eat two more bowls of noodles, and you can still save your family?" Are you poor?!
When you hooked up with me before, you didn't say that.

You have to settle accounts, right? My old lady let you sleep for so many years for nothing. Even if it costs 100 yuan a time, it will cost tens of thousands. How many bowls of noodles is it worth? ! "

Song Daqiang was no longer annoyed, and squeezed her waist with a smirk, "Don't put gold on your face, you are not a big girl, and you pay 100 yuan once, what a dream.

That is to say, I don't dislike you as a widow, so I want you. "

The two of them yelled and didn't know how to control the volume, it was so loud that the whole village could hear it.

Father Song was listening beside him, blushing to the base of his ears with embarrassment, wishing he could be deaf.

"Keep your voice down, both of you! I don't know how to be ashamed!"

These people were arguing as they walked, without wasting time at all.

Ten minutes later, Song Daqiang, Song Laodi, and Zhou Meihua appeared at the gate of the Nanwan Village Committee, panting.

Looking at the small white car parked in the yard of the village committee, Zhou Meihua immediately realized what was going on.

She stretched out her hand and twisted Song Daqiang's waist hard, and Song Daqiang yelled "Aiyo" in pain, and then shouted loudly: "What are you doing, you are sick!"

As he said that, he raised his hand to greet Zhou Meihua's face.

Zhou Meihua did not hide, but stretched her neck and brought her face closer, "Hit! Hit me! If you dare to hit me, I will call the police and let the police arrest you and lock you up for another ten days!"

Song Daqiang was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he was afraid that the woman would really call the police. It would be uncomfortable to stay in the detention center. After going in once, he never wanted to go in again.

He withdrew his hand sullenly, feeling frustrated, and stomped his feet on the ground to relieve his anger.

Office of the Village Council.

As soon as Song Daqiang entered the door, he saw Shen Xiu standing there, and the anger that had been suppressed just now rose up again.

He rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to hit Shen Xiu.

He scolded uncleanly: "Stinky bitch! How dare you come back?! If I don't beat you up this time and call you father and mother, this matter will not be over!"

Wang Weidong and the others didn't come to see the play either, and before Song Daqiang could touch Shen Xiu's side, he was overthrown by them together.

Shen Qiuqiu happened to be standing next to him, took advantage of the chaos and stepped on his feet twice, but seeing no one noticed, he crushed him twice again.

Song Daqiang suffered from the pain and began to yelp.

Shen Qiuqiu put her feet back cleanly, with a very calm expression on her face, and no one in the room noticed that she had secretly stretched her black feet.

People from Nanwan Village were bullied by people from other villages in front of him, and Xia Yunliang couldn't help it.

With a dark face, he coughed heavily and scolded: "What's the trouble! This is the village committee, not a place for you to fight!"

Lin Hongxi winked at Wang Weidong and the others, telling them to let them go.

He himself took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Xia Yunliang, "Brother Xia, smoke a cigarette to quench the fire, people in our village are rough and don't know the rules, I'm really sorry. "

Xia Yunliang took the cigarette he handed over, and lit it again with his hand. The whole chest was filled with the smell of nicotine, and the anger in his heart was suppressed by more than half.

He snorted lightly, "Is there anything you can't say well? Since you want to mediate, you should adopt an attitude of mediation. What's the matter if there are too many people bullying others?!

If you do it again, our village committee will not care about this matter, you can go to whomever you like! "

Grandpa Shen hurriedly said with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Xia Yunliang also knew that Song Daqiang was at fault for this matter. If he hadn't clamored to beat his wife, the people in Qinghe Village would not have done it.

He didn't hold on any longer, and nodded to Grandpa Shen, which was considered to be his answer.

After talking with outsiders, Xia Yunliang's face darkened again, and he reprimanded Song Daqiang: "Song Daqiang, don't make trouble! I called you here to talk about business, don't jump up and down like a monkey, throw us at Nanwan Village Face!"

What Song Daqiang is most afraid of is the village head Xia Yunliang, who has been supported by Song Lao to stand up now.

He limped up to Xia Yunliang, "Brother Yunliang, what's the matter, just say it."

Xia Yunliang glared at him, then looked at the little widow standing behind him, with a look of resentment.

"It's not your bad thing!"

After the confusion, the two parties finally sat down in the conference room of the village committee and started formal negotiations.

Facing Shen Xiu, Song Daqiang was not at all afraid.

He crossed his arms and looked at Shen Xiu who was sitting opposite with disdain, "Don't you want to negotiate, talk, talk, are you dumb?!"

Shen Xiu looked up at him, hesitated for a long time, and finally choked out four words, "I want a divorce."

Song Daqiang sneered and said: "Okay, just leave, I don't want to be with you anyway, it's boring like a wooden man!"

After a pause, he raised Erlang's legs and continued, "Divorce is fine, but you don't want to take a penny from me."

For the old Song family, Song Lan and Song Na's custody rights don't matter; it doesn't matter whether they get divorced or not; but if they want to divide the money, it is absolutely impossible.

After this period of time, Shen Xiu figured it out for herself, the life in the Song family is not human at all, Song Daqiang is a scumbag, and he can live without him, and even better.

Now that I live in my natal family, I can rely on it. In the future, I will have two daughters to rely on when I get old.

The eldest girl can earn money by working outside, and someone will support the younger girl to go to school; as long as one of these two children is promising, they will not be afraid that no one will support them in the future.

Thinking of this, Shen Xiu pulled Shen Qiuqiu's sleeves under the table, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you just leave. Song Daqiang is very stingy, if you want to get money out of his pocket, what's better than that?" It's hard to pluck the feathers from an iron rooster."

(End of this chapter)