country evil

In the afternoon, the battle for the middle dam was about to start on the bank of the river. The village cadre Fu Jinbao shouted everywhere, asking the villagers to go, no need to fight, just make a big show, and promised that everyone who had gone, regardless of gender, age or age, would be the same. Give ten yuan.

The sand and gravel in Zhongba has a potential value of hundreds of millions. It is obviously a natural resource shared by the villagers. The ten yuan head fee actually helped the old and the young to the river bank, and there was a large area of ​​darkness.

It's sad, Lin Le originally didn't intend to ask, but wanted to see how the bosses fight, so he followed.

Besides, Hualian and a few ladies in the village, relying on their connections, invested a share of money in the sand dredging boat, and naturally followed the village chief's wife to join in the fun, but desperately wanting to save face, they refused to go on foot, so they took a small car and went to the shore. The villagers kept their distance, clasped their hands, and laughed non-stop.

Brother Ying's BMW and Audi, as well as the village chief's Citroen, had already parked by the river, facing Zhongba.

On the other side of the river, more than a dozen Mercedes-Benz and BMW cars were parked. The person Zheng Sanwa moved to set up a business was actually Liao Chaowa, the boss of the county town of Jiangdu.

There are troubles in the countryside, and hundreds of people are no match for a young man. Those who jump out are only a few people in that circle. There are fewer people and cars on this side of the river, and the backing is also a lower level. Lost confidence.

The villagers on both sides of the river, carried by sand transport boats, arrived at Zhongba one boat after another.

People from the two villages stood on each side, with a distance of a few meters between them, while the horse boys invited by each stood at the forefront, holding their hands coldly. This kind of competition for resources, the two sides do not take it lightly, they just rely on their momentum to win. Since he came here for profit, he had to use money to settle the incident.

The villagers who wanted to get ten yuan were all out of breath and looked at the front quietly.

The first to fight the war of words were a few elderly old men and women on both sides. It was like a dispute between countries for islands, digging out the roots and counting down the history until the Republic of China.

There was no result. On each side, there was an old bachelor from five-guarantee households. They got entangled and started a wrestling match.

The old bachelor here pushed over and won the wrestling, but was trampled under by the opponent's boys, who kicked and beat him with clubs.

The last ones to play were Ren Guiqiang and Liao Sanwa, surrounded by people invited by each, to discuss the demarcation of Zhongba face to face.

Lin Le was standing slightly in front of the villagers, smoking a cigarette, standing on tiptoe to watch the bosses negotiate, and a few ladies were beside him.

She and Hualian only got in touch last night, and the novelty was still there, so she unconsciously leaned over and rubbed against each other, and while she was chatting and laughing with a few girlfriends, her eyes could not be separated from the benevolent and strong in front of her, she seemed incomparably Admiration, where did you notice him, a bumpkin.

Men are like this, the more jealous they are, the more graceful they look. At this time, the black face on the half of the painted face looks quite cute.

Due to the large number of people, it's not unusual for her to be squeezed beside her, but she was a bit of a clean freak and shrugged her nose when she suddenly found that the bellboy from last night was by her side. Pretending not to know each other, she glared at him and scolded, "Your child, why don't you open the smoking station?"

In the evening, he still praised the capital for being strong, and he would not recognize anyone if he broke it off. Lin Le took two steps back timidly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." But he cursed in his heart: "Damn woman, we were linked last night."

Besides, the negotiation between Renguiqiang and Liao Sandu had reached a stalemate, and the quarrel became more and more serious. When the cadres of the town arrived just in time to make a move, they had to let it go and leave.

Back on the shore, Lin Le also had a bit of backbone, avoided the village cadres, did not go to collect the ten yuan head fee, and walked away quietly. On the way, he suddenly received a text message. When he opened it, it was from Abalone:

Lin Le, what were you doing next to me in Zhongba just now?Don't pay attention, don't come to me in the future.

It turned out that I was afraid of ruining the old lady's reputation, so I quickly replied:

Please rest assured, sister Yi, you must pay attention in the future, Lezi will come to you again.

Soon, the phone rang again, and Tang Meizhi and Teacher Lai called one after another, inviting him to have a good night's fun, but Hualian's sudden addition made the scene completely messed up, and they had to say something nice separately, and asked them to wait a few days before talking.

Life in the country was easy, and after lunch, I went back to the old teahouse, made a bowl of Gaiwan tea, and had a fight with Dianyu's Fifth Master Mazi.

In the afternoon, the number of people in the teahouse gradually increased.

Compared with the bosses, the bottom work is a bit shabby, but if you are on this path, how can you turn back?There are only a few plots of private land, which is not enough, so while flirting with the old friend, he secretly observes the woman next to Aunt Zhang, hoping to make the business bigger and stronger.

However, in the wine shop diagonally across the door, cold eyes swept over from time to time to monitor his movements.

After all, Hualian is a businessman. If he has investment, he is looking forward to the return. Since he tasted the sweetness last night, if he is not close, the [-] yuan is not for nothing.

Sure enough, after two or three days of rest in secret, she called again and invited Ye Zhong to come over.

Serving this lady is no fun, so he stayed at home, retreated into the attic, accumulated internal energy, and only set out for Murakami when the night was dark.

Before leaving, Aunt Zhang suddenly called and asked him about his plans for the near future. She kept complaining and asked him to go to the valley to play with the engine idling again. cause trouble.

Turning over the graveyard, crossing the pond, looking up at the sky, the moonlight is hazy, the stars are bleak, and it is a good weather for private communication.

When passing by the storage room, the little black dog was wagging its tail again. Thinking that there was more important work to be done tonight, I had to wrong my old niece.

When we arrived at Murakami, it was already past midnight, and the rolling doors of the two rows of shops were closed.

Lurking under the shade of a tree, I found that the village chief's house and the pig butcher's house had already turned off the lights, and there was no movement. On the second floor of the wine shop, the lights were still on, like an eye in the dark night, waiting for the arrival of a close partner.

The back door was ajar, and opened with a slight push.

He tiptoed up the stairs, and the door of the bedroom on the second floor was also ajar. When he opened the door and walked in, he was leaning against the head of the bed with a painted face half showing his pink shoulders, waiting for his arrival with a smile on his face.

"Hee hee, did you take a shower?" The person who loves cleanliness is the first thing he cares about.

"It's clean, I'll wait for Aiai Chunxiang." Lin Lelai stood by the bed, about to throw off the quilt.

"Oh, you're good or bad." Yi Chunxiang scolded softly.