The Bodhi Space of the End Times

Chapter 232 I'm Your Sister

The fiery red sun hangs high in the eastern sky.

Under the fruit trees on the grain drying field in Hongyan Village, a group of people were standing or sitting around the stone table.

Dad Liu, who was full of energy and well-dressed, was in stark contrast to Liu Minghua, who looked haggard and couldn't see the color of his clothes.

Uncle Liu held the management regulations of Hongyan Village in his hand, and looked at Ji Jing and Ji Shaoting sitting aside with a sullen face.

"Xiao Ting! Xiao Jing! You also have a look at our management regulations. Compare this with the management regulations of Yong'an Base to see if our rules are very strict."

While speaking, Second Uncle Liu put two A4 papers on the stone table in front of the siblings.

In front of Fang Qiang and Wu Qian who were watching the excitement, a piece of A4 paper was also placed unexpectedly.

The two turned their heads in doubt, and saw that Third Uncle Fangcheng was holding two A4 papers full of words in his hand.

At last!He also put them in front of his son Junsheng and the old lady Deng Liping.

The two looked at each other with a bad feeling in their hearts.

Are they also left here to live in tents? ?
really! !
After the old lady Fang handed out the A4 papers in his hand, he said to them: "You should also take a good look at these regulations. In the future, everyone must abide by the regulations above. Otherwise, if you are kicked out of the village, I can't do anything about it." Plead for mercy."

When Mrs. Deng heard that she was going to be kicked out of the village, she immediately lowered her face.

"What does it mean to be kicked out of the village? We are originally from this village. Who dares to drive us out?"

The old lady just drank a large bowl of water, her pale lips regained a little color, and her voice was no longer hoarse and dry.

Seeing that his sister-in-law was yelling, Mrs. Fang quickly added: "Sister-in-law, don't worry! The management regulations are not strict, as long as you want to live a good life, you will not violate these regulations, so you don't have to worry too much about it." Worry."

The old lady looked at the paper in front of her suspiciously, and wanted to say something, when a burst of bustling voices came from the gate of Zizhu Forest.

Everyone turned their heads and saw dozens of people, old and young, carrying baskets and hoes, coming back from the crop fields surrounded by the purple bamboo forest.

Seeing someone coming to the village again, these people surrounded them curiously.

While greeting Uncle Liu and the others, they looked at the new arrivals.

When they found the management regulations of Hongyan Village in the hands of several people, the curiosity in their eyes became even stronger.

When they first got this item, they made a fuss for a long time, and finally signed it obediently.

Judging by their faces, I'm afraid it's another good show to watch.

Facing the enthusiastic crowd waiting to watch the fun, the blue veins on Uncle Liu's forehead twitched unconsciously again.

In the past, he didn't think it was a big deal when he saw the bustle of other people's houses, but now it was his own house's turn, he felt flustered by his old face.

I couldn't help but raised my voice and shouted to Liu Minghua who was crying: "Why are you crying? It's a good thing you came back from Yong'an base, and it's not like you haven't seen the cruelty of the base outside. We have food and drink here, and we just let you live in tents temporarily. What is there to be dissatisfied with?"

Then he pointed to the people around him: "Ask them, which one of them is not a villager's brother-in-law, old cousin, mother-in-law, and they all happily live in tents, why can't you?"

Everyone nodded subconsciously when they heard the words, that's right!They all live in tents!Why are these people able to go up the mountain.

Liu Minghua was yelled at by her second brother, and her crying became much quieter. She grabbed the crumpled A4 paper in her hand.

A face that still has its original charm, but is aging rapidly in this last world, is stained with tears.

Glancing at the ruddy-faced people, he murmured: "How can it be the same, I'm your sister!"

Although she spoke in a low voice, Second Uncle Liu could still hear clearly, and almost turned his nose out of anger.

(End of this chapter)