On the day of the divorce, he was carried home by the rough man's son-in-law

The last incident in the sorghum field, people with a little bit of intelligence knew that this incident was directed and performed by their merchants.

"Then what happened afterwards? They were arguing there for so long, it's impossible to just say these few words!"

The storyteller smiled, with a secretive expression on his face: "This is the most exciting part. Isn't Jiang Lei scared and hospitalized? The hospital said that he became mentally ill and his brain was abnormal, so the Jiang family asked There must be an explanation."

"Shang Quan was really stupid when he heard it. He didn't dare to mention marriage. At this time, he definitely didn't want his daughter to marry a fool. But after he's stupid, he won't have this job."

"That's why Shang Quan didn't want to, saying that the whole family could take care of Jiang Lei for the rest of his life, but he just couldn't get married, and couldn't bear to push his daughter into the fire pit."

This remark caused a lot of discussion among the people.

Everyone laughed at him, and it made sense at this time.

The contempt for him increased a little.

"It's interesting. The old man asked him directly: The village chief, right? You said you couldn't push your daughter into the fire pit, so why did you lock my grandson into the cellar?"

"There is a saying that is good, you can't just allow the state officials to set fires and not let the people light the lamps! Otherwise, you will turn your daughter into a fool, or you will marry your daughter to my grandson. Don't even think about doing bad things. Admit."

Lu Nianguo directly took the lead and applauded: "That's really good words. He is worthy of being the father who cultivated the factory manager's son. Look at how awesome his words are. Just a few words can make people half-dead."

"That's not true. At that time, Shang Quan was so angry that he almost memorized it."

Lu Fuer followed them and giggled.

Gu Chuxiao helped her snatch a lot of meat.

It's the kind of chicken that has no bones, just meat.

Gu Chuxiao took good care of her. When everyone was listening to the story carefully, he snatched a lot of meat quickly.

I put a lot in the bowls for her and Zhou Yulan.

Seeing this, Lu Fuer gently held his hand: "Don't be like this, there are children on the table, let them eat more."

"it is good."

Gu Chuxiao was not interested in Jiang Lei's gossip, and only cared about eating for himself, without listening to a few words.

Seeing that Lu Fuer was listening seriously, she even forgot to chew the chicken in her mouth.

There was no reason for his heart to be impetuous.

Although I knew that the two of them were fine, I just felt uncomfortable.

Sullen, he could only vent his hatred on eating.

Biting the potatoes in his mouth fiercely, imagining that these are Jiang Lei's meat, he felt much more satisfied.

"Jiang Lei's grandfather is really powerful. He doesn't swear every time, but he can always make Shang Quan speechless."

"Shang Quan is stupid, he has a lot of tricks, but he can't say so many powerful words, so he just keeps hemming and hawing. I think if there are not so many people, he will get started."

"Then his wife came out. His wife was a quick talker and she would swear at others. Jiang Zhuo asked her: You have such a dirty mouth. I don't talk to you. I only talk to polite people. , if you can’t find a polite person in your family, I’ll call the police directly.”

The storyteller said all the words he still remembered, and the quarrel was nothing more than those words.

Anyway, Shang Quan was at a disadvantage, and was sprayed bloody by others without any effort.

After hearing Jiang Lei's story, some people wondered whether he was really stupid or fake, they were really curious as hell.

"He is really stupid, or is he fake? Why do I think he doesn't look like that? How could he become stupid after only being locked up for a few days? To be able to have an affair with a girl in the sorghum field is because of the courage to close a cellar No, I don't believe it."

"Ham, can it be the same? I'm really scared when I see the real thing."

"I always feel that it's not that simple. Those of us who were frightened even more when we were young have never become stupid. He is just so delicate."

The one who said this was Zhang Yuan, the son of an old hunter. He had a gun at home when he was young, and he often followed his father into the ditch to catch wolves.

They'll catch wild boars and stuff.

I passed by my father's bullets many times, and I was so scared that I often lost my soul, and my grandma went around looking for a witch to call his soul.

That's why he didn't go crazy.

In his heart, he really felt that Jiang Lei was a bauble.

In fact, everyone thinks so. After all, it is enough to make people laugh if they have a heart but no guts.

"But why is Zhang Xiulan in the county?"

"I heard that he was pushed by his son and hit his head, so he was hospitalized in the county."

"What? Isn't Liu Jinfu very filial? Can he push his mother to the hospital?"

Everyone sighed again.

Sure enough, this occasion is to exchange information.

Everyone glanced at me and talked, Lu Fuer was so busy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

The mouth, eyes and ears never stopped.

Seeing this, Gu Chuxiao slowly felt relieved.

Lu Fuer simply likes to join in the fun, so he can feel more at ease.

The meal was finally half eaten, and the fourth aunt went into the kitchen to knead noodles again.

But this time it was okay, many people followed in to help.

The rest of the people continued to talk outside, and the parents and the west were short-sighted, talking with great joy.

It was the first time for Lu Fuer to participate in this kind of occasion, and this time she really got involved.

But she just listened and didn't express her opinion, because hearsay is always a bit biased.

Nor will you have an opinion on someone just because you heard gossip about that person.

I can only exclaim out of curiosity, there is such a thing?

After finishing the meal, she looked at the time. The meal took a full three hours.

After helping to pack up the things, everyone broke up and went back to their respective homes.

Gu Chuxiao walked beside Lu Fuer with a basket in his hand: "Did you enjoy your meal today?"

"I'm very happy. I think it tastes better after stirring the noodles, but I still think that if I can add some flour in it, it will definitely taste better."

"What is powder?"

"It's the kind of vermicelli made from sweet potato starch or potato starch, which is dried like noodles, and then boiled and eaten inside."

Gu Chuxiao thought for a while: "Same as dried noodles?"

"correct."

"It's just like dried noodles, but better than dried noodles."

Although Lu Fuer's stomach was full, her mouth was hungry again.

Slowly following behind, she talked to Gu Chuxiao a lot of bits and pieces along the way.

Say what comes to mind, and a lot of nonsensical words pop up out of nowhere.

"I saw a lot of ants, but they don't look very similar, so they shouldn't be the same species?"

"Yeah, there are many different types of ants, just like dogs, yellow ones, black ones and red ones. Anyway, many of them I've seen are different."

Gu Chuxiao chatted with her for a while, and looked at her with a smile.

The trees on the road had begun to lose their leaves, and they were so young.

Everything is so just right.