The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 36: The End of the Song
Wang Hongjuan stood on the light yellow engineering floor tiles of [-] or [-] yuan and [-] square meters, looking inside and outside the house that her father had newly built three full-size colored steel tile houses in Xiazi.

"How well this house is built, it's not worse than the buildings in the street at all, look at the broken bridge windows with yellow wood grain, it looks better than the buildings in my aunt's house."

Wang Guoqiang was pinching a cigarette, and with a big belly, he said, "Hei, you didn't see how much it cost, it's 350 yuan a flat, can you take a look at it?"

"The money is not in vain. Look at how warm the room is. Why is there a layer of plastic-steel windows inside?" Wang Hongjuan asked, touching the layer of plastic-steel windows inside.

"Your eldest nephew, Fei Rangjia, said that the thing on the broken bridge is frost and cold in winter, so he made a double cover. In this case, it cost more than 4000 for just two doors and windows." Dai Ying felt distressed. Just smack your lips, you only make a little money this year.

Wang Hongjuan said with a smile: "Mom, the money is not in vain. The suit door and the aluminum-magnesium sliding door in this room have not been installed yet. It is so warm. After pressing it, the room will be even hotter. The single set in my restaurant is not so warm. The glass is only cool in winter, and the cold wind blows your face in front of the station.”

"My grandma still lives with my old aunt, won't you come back?"

Wang Guoqiang exhaled two streams of smoke from his nose, "What are you doing back here? It's so cold living in that dilapidated house, how warm it is to live in a new house with your old aunt's."

After the two of you chatted for a while, Wang Hongjuan changed the subject and said, "Dad, you know that my 20 yuan from the year before last was ruined by Xiaomeng and his wife, and there is not much money left in my pocket." , there are not many people eating in the restaurant in the past two years."

Wang Guoqiang nodded and sighed, "These two little bastards are really prodigals, more than 20 yuan, the disaster is gone without any movement, and now they are divorced, alas, the third son Chen said he can pay his son back Money, but where the hell did he get the money, I think it's a waste of money."

Wang Hongjuan didn't pick up the conversation, but said: "Dad, so I want to tell you, Xiaomeng and I plan to sell our place next year, and it will be a bit of income. I have asthma, and it takes me a year to take medicine." A lot of money."

"Okay, we've been white for so many years." Wang Guoqiang said, but the old girl's life in the past two years has been really tight.

But at this moment, there was an angry shout from Westinghouse.

"What can I do? They got this land for nothing. Without our family, the two of them can share six or seven acres of land? Why should she sell it?" Wang Hongchao came to the east with a pale face Room.

Wang Hongjuan said unwillingly, "What does it have to do with you? What are you going to do?"

"Don't do anything, no one can grow this land. It's mine. If Dad and I didn't give you the whole house in the park and help you set up the restaurant, would your family be able to turn around now? How many acres of land are you? Still thinking about it? Do you want to show some face?" Wang Hongchao pointed at Wang Hongjuan with a red face and cursed.

Wang Guoqiang pushed the old son out, "What are you doing, why are you talking to your sister? It's none of your business, go dig a well when you have nothing to do."

"Who do you think is shameless? You want shame? Ah, how much money have I paid you for all these years, ah?" Wang Hongjuan pointed at Wang Hongchao at the door and questioned.

Daiying pressed down on Wang Hongjuan's arm, "Juan, don't say a few words, don't make noise."

Wang Hongjuan blushed in anger and continued to curse: "Every spring and autumn, I bring you clothes and food for you, and clean up your house and wash your clothes every time you come back. Are you like me now? Do you have a conscience? Ah , Let the dog eat your conscience?"

"You let the dog eat your fucking conscience. I told you to scold me. You must be killed today." Wang Hongchao flinched, stretched out his hand and pushed Wang Guoqiang aside, rushed to the front, and raised his hand to follow Wang Hongjuan's hand. Just a slap in the face.

"What are you doing, why are you hitting your sister?" Dai Ying stopped in front of her daughter, and Wang Guoqiang followed closely to pull her, but how could the old couple stop the upright and mature Wang Hongchao.

In just a few breaths, Wang Hongjuan received two mouths and one fist.

"Oh my god, you hit me, you bastard," Wang Hongjuan cried and cursed.

"I'm fucking going to kill you today, don't stop me, I'm going to beat her to death." Wang Hongchao struggled to beat Wang Hongjuan like crazy.

Seeing this, Wang Guoqiang hugged Wang Hongchao by the waist, and shouted at Wang Hongjuan: "Why are you still sticking around with this? Why don't you go fast, go fast."

The old man sat cross-legged on the kang in the back room, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He said that he hadn’t lived in this kang for 30 years. This house was warmer than the warm house in winter. Da Biaozi used straws and shabby clothes and quilts to block the gaps in the roof, but the colder the day, the stronger the cold wind, and it happened that the dead old woman and the old girl lived together.

Otherwise, how could he have the opportunity to sleep with the south kang here.

Hey, the sun is warm and comfortable on the body.

At this time, the old man saw a woman come in through the door. He knelt down and couldn't help but look through the window, huh?Hongjuan?What is this running for?

"Da Biao, look what's wrong with your old aunt. Why are you still crying? Who is this war with?" Wang Biao.

"Ah? What's the matter, my lord?" Wang Biao asked in bewilderment.

"Your old uncle is beating your old aunt, go out and drag her." The old man said anxiously, got off the ground and walked out quickly.

What did the old man say, who beat my old aunt?

Wang Biao picked it up in his ears in a daze, turned over and sat up and looked out, his eyes widened in an instant, and his sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden, what the hell is going on between these two sisters, I don't care to think about it, I put on my shoes Just go outside.

As soon as the old man came to the door of the outhouse, Wang Hongjuan also ran to the front, took the old man's hand, hid behind the old man, and cried, "Master, Hong Chao is going to kill me."

The old man just understood it, but before he realized it, Wang Hongchao chased after him, "Today I must fucking beat you to death, you bitch, lord, why don't you get out of my way."

Wang Hongchao, speaking, grabbed Wang Hongjuan's hair with one hand, and pushed the old man with the other.

"Super, what are you doing?" The old man was pushed back two steps, his heels accidentally caught on the threshold of the outhouse, he was unsteady, his body fell backwards, his head was so coincidental He threw it at the corner of Nanguotai.

Wang Hongjuan and Wang Hongchao, who were fighting, didn't notice the strangeness of the old man. Seeing that the old man's head was about to hit the cement and brick pot platform, a thick hand rested on the back of the old man's head for a second. .

As soon as Wang Biao came out of the inner room, he saw his great-grandfather falling backwards on his back being pushed by Wang Hongchao. This scene made his brain explode and numb.

Hey my mother.

Instinctively, he rushed over, bent down and stretched out his hand to support the old man's head, and stretched his left hand under the old man's left shoulder, but although he supported it, the back of his hand was heavily shelled on the edge of the pot. It was because of the unstable center of gravity, the strong inertia and the old man's weight that made him stagger to the ground. In desperation, he didn't care about the pain in the back of his hand. With a hook on his right wrist, he pulled the old man to press on him .

With a thud, Wang Biao staggered heavily to the ground, his face slapped, and he hit the yellow mud floor.

Wang Biao didn't care about the pain, got up, hurriedly helped the grandfather up, carefully checked the back of the old lady's head, and asked anxiously: "Grandpa, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man sat up, still afraid for a while.

When Wang Biao heard that his grandfather was fine, the anger in his heart rose to the top of his head. Looking at Wang Hongchao who was still beating his old aunt, his anger surged again. He walked outside in two or three steps, grabbed Wang Hongjuan's waist, Pulled aside, then raised his foot and kicked Wang Hongchao's chest and abdomen, directly kicking Wang Hongchao back two steps.

"Little bastard, you fucking dare to kick me?" Wang Hongchao cursed and rushed over.

At this time, Wang Guoqiang, Dai Ying, and Li Guizhi who heard the movement also walked into the gate quickly one after another.

"Stop hitting, hey, Wang Biao," Wang Guoqiang shouted.

Seeing Wang Biao beating his uncle, Li Guizhi also yelled, "Wang Biao, what the hell are you doing? Go to the house without dying."

But Wang Biao, who is on the head, doesn't care who it is, "I let you push my great-grandfather, I let you push."

Saying that, an electric cannon in his right hand hit Wang Hongchao's eye socket, and then the pad cloth hit Wang Hongchao's stomach with a knee.

Immediately bent Wang Hongchao's body into the shape of a prawn.

It was just a little short just now. If he was a second late, or missed the grandfather, then the old man might die today.

How hanging, let alone this old man in his 90s, even if the back of his head hits the concrete table, he can't stand it.

He swung his right foot, hit Wang Hongchao's head with a whip, and directly kicked Wang Hongchao to the ground.

Just as he was about to step forward to continue beating him, someone hugged him from behind.

"Oh my god, don't hit me anymore. If you hit again, your old uncle will be killed." Wang Hongjuan shouted while hugging Wang Biao.

Wang Biao looked back and saw the old aunt with a bruised nose and swollen face and tears all over her face. He was even angrier, "He beat you like this and you still turn to him? You are a bitch, let's see if you still buy him clothes, wash his clothes, etc. , you let me go, today you must teach him a lesson and give him a long memory."

Snapped!
A big mouth was directly on Wang Biao's face.

Wang Biao turned his head to look blankly.

"What the hell are you doing, huh? Are you fucking crazy? You beat your uncle." Li Guizhi saw Wang Hongchao groaning on the ground, thinking it was broken, and gave Wang Biao a big mouth when he came up. .

Wang Guoqiang went forward and helped Wang Hongchao, who had straight eyes and straight hair, reached out and patted his face, "Chao, Hong Chao, wake up, Hong Chao."

When Daiying saw his old son like this, he slapped his hands on his thighs, sat down on the ground, and howled, "It's not good, it's not good, woo, woo, you are all ancestors." Said Then, she knelt down facing Wang Hongchao and Wang Biao.

Wang Biao went crazy when he saw Haoxuan. Wasn't this shortening his life?
He dodged to the side and shouted: "You are still facing him like this? Just now he pushed my grandfather and fell down. If I hadn't reacted quickly, the back of my grandfather's head would have been knocked on the pot. Hit him? I Beating him is light, let you get used to it, and get used to it like a living ancestor."

When Wang Guoqiang, Dai Ying and others heard this, they were all stunned, and they all looked at Wang Biao. Even Wang Hongchao, who had just recovered from the gods, looked at the old man who was sitting in the outer room and stood up leaning on the pot with fear. .

For a moment, only Wangcai'er, who was desperately struggling to break free from the rope, and Lai Qian'er, who was lying on his stomach at the door of the Nuo Pavilion and barking wildly, were left in the yard.

People outside the yard and in the back room of the store were chatting about the excitement that they hadn't seen in the past few years. My brother chased after his sister, and his nephew then beat up his uncle.

What's more, he didn't expect that the old Wang Da Biaozi, who usually wears glasses and is friendly, and greets everyone with a smile, would be so dark and agile when fighting.

This big play sung by the old Wang family has become a joke in the mouths of all the families in Wangjiatun for many days.Although the outsiders are always talking endlessly, the old Wang family's uncle and nephew are much quieter. Not only did they not make any enemies, but the relationship has eased a lot.

When Wang Hongchao knew that he pushed his grandfather unintentionally and almost knocked his head on the edge of the pot, he felt a lot guilty.

At first he didn't believe it, but when he saw Wang Biao's hand was red, swollen and blue, and a large piece of oily skin was broken, he believed it. No.

Before Wang Biao was born, the old man loved him the most, but now he sometimes gives him money. If something happens to the old man because of him, his conscience will not be stable for the rest of his life.

This morning, Wang Biao just woke up, looked at the spot, and it was already past [-]:[-], thinking that Zhu Hongmei had already sent his daughter to school and returned home for dinner, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a video chat.

Now every day, he is looking forward to this meeting in the morning, only then can he video chat with the plain Zhu Hongmei, watching her step on the stool with one foot up, eating like a big man with a foot, while communicating and flirting Scolding.

They could still chat on WeChat at night, but since her daughter found out for the second time, the two of them could only chat for a while during the day, especially because they were busy these days, so they didn't pay much attention to him.

After the video was passed, Wang Biao yelled at his precious wife while lying on the bed while watching Zhu Hongmei eating.

After chatting for a while, he asked:

"Baby, what did you do yesterday? Why didn't you reply to my message?"

"Yesterday he came back and went with me to the real estate bureau to handle the house transfer. After a long day of work, he was called by his parents to talk and wanted us to remarry. The old girl also cried and asked me to remarry." Zhu Hongmei The tone was a little low, and there was a hint of something else.

Wang Biao frowned, "Remarried? It's been divorced for so many years, he has been staying out of town, why do you want to remarry, money pranksters and drunkards are the most shameless, and you will lose your fortune by gambling in the future, you get divorced again? "

"I won't remarry. How is your novel writing?" Zhu Hongmei asked absent-mindedly while eating mechanically.

Wang Biao replied: "The outline hasn't been written yet, isn't it just a few days since the seepage well was completed, and in a few days, I will finish installing the awning, wall panels, kitchen and bathroom at my grandfather's house, and everything will be fine after finishing it." Now, you can write with peace of mind."

"Oh!" Zhu Hongmei glanced at Wang Biao in the video. He told him this sentence two months ago. In the countryside, "Have you cut your hair?"

"Didn't I tell you before, did I cut my hair? Hey, what are you thinking? Why don't you care about me at all? You are absent-minded." Wang Biao's previous bad premonition came to mind again.

Zhu Hongmei pondered for a few seconds and said, "Wang Biao, I just want to tell you something important."

"what's up?"

"let's break up."

"Why did you break up? Are you planning to remarry him?" Wang Biao was startled and terrified. Five days ago, she held two heated meetings in the hotel. When she was working, she kept saying that she would only marry To him, to be his wife, to be his woman, why did he suddenly break up after only a few days.

That must be because she just returned to Jiangyuan's ex-husband, it must be so.

Zhu Hongmei looked directly at the screen and said: "It has nothing to do with him. I've thought about it for a long time. We really can't go on like this. Although it's very comfortable when I'm with you, and I like that feeling very much, but we're really not suitable. , not only my parents won’t agree, your parents won’t agree either, sister, I’m almost forty, I can’t wait anymore, when you earn money, I’m going to be fifty, and my mother the day before yesterday He introduced me to a person who works in the court. The conditions are very good. He is only three years older than me. He asked me to meet him in a few days, and I agreed. When you meet him, listen to my sister, don’t just sit and write novels in the countryside, what can you do in the countryside?”

Wang Biao looked at the hundreds of words on WeChat, his heart was pierced, and he wanted to say a word, but he couldn't say a word. After a few seconds, he said, "I won't break up with you."

As he spoke, he hung up the video call and stared blankly at the pig's profile picture on WeChat.

After a while, Zhu Hongmei sent another message: "After the separation, you can also find my sister if you have difficulties in the future. She will help you. Be good and be obedient."

obedient?I listen to your uncle, and if I listen to you, I will lose my wife and I will become single again.

Wang Biao took a deep breath, shook his spirits, and typed back: "Zhu Hongmei, can't you feel that I really love you, huh? Can't you see that I have you in my eyes? Apart from me, you will never I will meet someone who loves you from the bottom of my heart like me."

"If I don't meet you, I'll live alone. That's fine, don't blot! That's all."

Wang Biao felt his heart was hit hard by a huge piece of ice, she was so ruthless and called him moan?

What the hell is this world, why did he love her with all his heart and soul, but in exchange for this result, why did he, those scumbags who cheated and fucked, find a wife who would never leave them?

I should have thought about it a long time ago, she had three abortions for her ex-husband, and when she was making out, she didn't wear a helmet for a second and wanted to experience the feeling of not wearing a hat for a second, and she didn't have you in her heart at all.

Blame only myself for not being a scumbag!

"I wish you happiness. It's because I'm too hopeless and poor, which has delayed your pursuit of happiness. Goodbye." After Wang Biao sent a paragraph, he deleted the WeChat directly.

Although he said so, he dug out Momo's Douyin and WeChat collections, and kept looking at the photos Zhu Hongmei posted on Momo's feed and sent to him.

Every time he looked at a picture, his heart was torn apart more and more. Looking back on the little things of the past few months, although he had expected such a day, he still couldn't accept it. When he asked Zhu Hongmei for her home address several times before And the unit, when she didn't tell him, he expected such a day.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, he has no money and no career, what can people love him for?With you, but not out of time because of loneliness and needs.

A man has no money or style, but still wants to pursue love?
Wang Biao, Wang Biao, you fucking wake up, your fucking quality is good, you have a hammer to use as a reliable person, you have no money, everything is bullshit!What are they doing with you?Do you farm and raise pigs?hehe.
Why the hell can't you have some ambition?

After feeling ruthless in his heart, he got up and took out the purple bamboo flute from the kang cabinet, and played "The End of the Song" with a sigh of relief. After playing the song, he played "Everything Follows the Wind" by Zhong Zhentao

But how can someone who loves so much let go so easily?He is not a chic and easy person.

(End of this chapter)