Siheyuan: This driver is too arrogant

Chapter 66 But he is an 8th generation poor peasant!

Chapter 66 But he is an eighth-generation poor peasant!
"Look, I just said that we still have genuine old poor peasants here!"

Liu Weidong spoke sternly, "Uncle Mozhigen, Aunt Ayisi, and Uncle Senge, our friendship belongs to friendship, and we must be clear about our positions. Except for the eighth-generation poor farmer Ga Ritu, the rest of our animal husbandry site is typical! Criticized!"

Now even the three leaders are numb!
Are we going to be criticized too?

"Yes, of course, you were all servants of Prince Bao, we workers must help you change your mind and become new people!"

He cleared his throat, "It's not enough to single out Saren Geril alone, it won't achieve the effect at all!"

"That, that, my family is a side branch in the prince's mansion, Guan, it doesn't matter much..."

Senge hurriedly disregarded the relationship, and Liu Weidong sneered, "A side branch is not a branch? On the contrary, the side branch has a bigger problem!"

Aunt Ayisi covered her mouth and smiled.

Now it's all right, let's get burned!
I bother!

"Criticisms! Criticisms! Criticisms!" Mo Zhigen saw that Senge was cowardly, and immediately slapped the table, "I firmly agree with Weidong's point of view. If you want to be discriminated, you should be discriminated. Everyone who was born before must be discriminated. Don't even try to escape!"

Uh……

Senge's face turned green!

What is this all about!
"Let's vote with a show of hands, please raise your hand if you agree with my proposal!"

Mo Zhigen and Ayisi raised their hands decisively, and Liu Weidong also raised their hands. Only Senge hesitated and hesitated.

"Three to one!" Before Liu Weidong finished speaking, Senge also raised his hand, "I agree with Comrade Liu's opinion in principle!"

"Okay, unanimously approved!"

Liu Weidong is overjoyed, 5000 years of fighting wisdom, mixing water and sand, confusing concepts and muddling through, making out of nothing and turning against customers, I have a little understanding of these!
The next morning, the cattle and sheep at the Huangcaoling animal husbandry station were locked in the pen and bleated with hunger. Except for the herdsmen who stayed in Xiawozi, the rest gathered in front of the yurt of Mo Zhigen's house. Everyone consciously took a Hats on.

Liu Weidong and the old lunatic Xia Riga sat at the table, surrounded by a group of children watching the fun.

"Let's start!" Liu Weidong patted the table, and first ordered everyone to walk around the animal husbandry point to conduct self-criticism and self-criticism!
"It's going to change!" The old lunatic has lived for more than 60 years and has not seen this Western view. He saw the big guys wearing newspaper hats, bowing their heads, and blushing like a fox who was caught stealing a sheep. With drooping eyes, he giggled happily.

"Assure Mr. Garitu, I will change my mind and start a new life in the future. Please supervise me..."

Little Gege was of course the first one. Standing in front of the old madman, she made up her mind like she was reciting a text. The old madman grinned with a toothless mouth, and muttered, "It's so beautiful, the fairy has come down to earth..."

"Ahem!" Liu Weidong pinched the old lunatic's arm hard, and the old lunatic remembered what he was here for. He sat down quickly, grinning, staring at Little Gege with both eyes, and suddenly gave a Clap!

"it is good!"

"Pass the level, pass the level, the next one!"

"To the old lunatic..."

"Cough cough! Comrade Mo Zhigen, watch your wording!" Liu Weidong slapped the table vigorously, "You actually call the eighth generation of poor peasants old lunatics?"

"Wrong, wrong, I can't say it again!" Mo Zhigen cleared his throat, "I assure Mr. Garitu that I will study every day to improve my personal taste and..."

"Okay!" The old lunatic clapped his hands, and it was considered a pass.

Aunt Ayisi and a group of women followed behind, all covering their mouths and laughing, this Liu Weidong, with his meddling, turned the serious activity into a farce!
It's Senger's turn.

"Assure Grandpa Garitu, I will..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boy and I don't want to play anymore..." Mr. Garitu suddenly got into a tantrum, playing with his temper like a child, making Senge blush and thick neck!
This old man, why did he make a fuss when it was my turn, did he not like me!

"The old man is obedient, it's almost over!" Liu Weidong had no choice but to take out two pieces of white rabbit milk candies and hand them to him. After eating the candies, the old man grinned, "It's so sweet!"

"Sweet, be good, I'll give it to you two later!"

This farce lasted for an hour, and when it was over, the cattle and sheep were so hungry that their eyes were blue, and the goats slammed into the newly repaired wooden sheep pen, Uncle Mo Zhigen cursed and shouted hello Everyone go herd the sheep!
"Uncle Senge, are you still playing?" Liu Weidong and Senge sat on the grass and asked with a smile.

"Weidong, you are amazing, I am convinced!" He gave a thumbs up, sincerely admired!

This kid Liu Weidong has too many tricks, that's really an old sow wearing a bra - one set after another, the ability to reverse black and white can't be found on the grassland second!

Such a high-level player, we really can't play!
"But Weidong, if the higher-ups send someone down in the future, Saren Geril will still be involved!"

"That's not something you have to worry about!" Liu Weidong laughed, "He went to work in the hospital in the mining area, why did he send someone to go to the mining area to arrest him?"

"That's true..." Senge's face darkened, "But she hid in the mining area hospital to enjoy her leisure, what should we do? What the higher-ups want is a model!"

"Isn't that ready-made?" Liu Weidong pointed to the old lunatic Garitu who was sitting on the ground eating candy, and laughed.

"But they are eight generations of poor peasants..."

"Which eight generations of poor peasants have you ever seen change their mouths? What kind of sky is it changing? The sky of the grassland is still..."

Senge was rendered speechless by Liu Weidong's constant spitting, he stared at the giggling old lunatic, and squeezed a sentence out of his teeth!
"This old thing!"

(End of this chapter)

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