But this wind cannot be stopped in a short time.

If you don't leave now, can you wait ten years before leaving?

Qin Yang couldn't wait that long.

Besides, his family consists of three generations of workers and peasants.

He is also an academician himself and has made great contributions to his family and country.

Unless it's a big deal, no one can touch him.

"Oh, I knew you would say that."

"In short, you remember, the gate of the base is always open for you."

"You can come back anytime you want."

Wang Weiguo said sincerely.

"I see, thank you, Brother Wang."

Qin Yang also said seriously.

He doesn't have many friends in this world.

Xu Zhengyang is one.

Wang Weiguo is also one of them.

However, a few days ago, Nan Zhonghai issued an order, and Xu Zhengyang was also transferred back.

It can be seen that the wind is tight now.

Even the top is swaying.

…………

Bang!

Liu Haizhong's family was eating when the door was pushed open from the outside.

The couple looked up and saw that they were their two sons, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

"What are you doing, trying to rebel?"

As soon as Liu Haizhong put the chopsticks on the table, he yelled at his two sons.

Who knew that Liu Guangtian was more violent than him.

Snapped!With a slap, they lined up on the table fiercely.

Looking down at Liu Haizhong sitting at the dining table, he said, "You're right, I'm going to rebel today."

"Liu Haizhong, let me tell you, I, Liu Guangtian, am now the team leader of the street picket team."

"From today on, you should be more polite when talking to me."

"Did you hear that?"

Liu Guangtian said coquettishly.

The street picket team is an amazing organization.

To put it simply, as long as people on the street commit crimes, they have the right to arrest them.

As for what constitutes a crime, they have the final say.

Two brothers, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, are not very good at study and work.

But there are many friends around them.

You introduce me, I recommend you.

As a result, they all joined the picket team.

"What? You became the team leader of the picket team?"

When Aunt II heard Liu Guangtian's words, she immediately became happy.

The son became the team leader of the picket team, so as a mother, can't she follow suit?

"That's right, I just joined today."

"But don't be too happy. Since Guangfu and I have joined the picket team, we must enforce the law impartially."

"The pickets have no parents, if you and Comrade Liu Haizhong have made any mistakes."

"Don't blame Comrade Guangfu and I for not showing affection to you."

Liu Guangtian said with a sneer.

He doesn't have much father-son affection for Liu Haizhong and his wife.

From childhood to adulthood, Liu Haizhong gave them only memories of beating and beating.

It can be said that it has been played since childhood.

The two couples only treated the boss Liu Guangqi well, but Liu Guangqi didn't appreciate it, and went directly to the wife's house, and moved out as soon as they got married.

The father is not loving and the son is not filial.

No wonder Liu Guangtian didn't regard them as his parents.

"Bastard, you don't have parents, did you just pop out from a crack in the rock?"

"I see that your skin is itchy again."

Liu Haizhong was so angry that he didn't even eat.

He got up and grabbed the feather duster on the cabinet next to him, and swung it on Liu Guangtian.

He beat these two sons every day since he was a child.

The two sons never resisted.

So much so that Liu Haizhong thought that they would succumb to his feather duster today as well.

however……

"Shall I go to you?"

Liu Guangtian raised his foot and kicked Liu Haizhong to the ground.

Pointing to his nose and cursing:

"Liu Haizhong, I think you have lived enough. If you dare to attack the leader of the picket team, don't you want to live?"

"Let me tell you, today is being polite to you."

"If there is another time, I will send you to parade directly."

Liu Guangfu also clamored beside him:

"Did you hear what Team Leader Liu said? Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb."

Liu Haizhong fell to the ground, his mind went blank.

He never expected that the child who had been taught by him for more than ten years.

He dared to kick himself.

It is said that a filial son is born under the stick.

Isn't it enough to beat them by yourself?

"Guangtian, what are you doing? This is your father."

The Second Aunt realized it at this moment, and hurried forward to hold Liu Guangtian.

"Get out of the way."

Liu Guangtian threw her away.

503 stared at her viciously and said:

"What I just said is very clear. The pickets have no parents. Remember this comrade. Don't use these worldly relationships to kidnap the pickets, or I will clean up with you."

"Guangfu, let's go."

Liu Guangtian came back this time to show off his might.

He has been suppressed by Liu Haizhong for so many years.

Today I was finally relieved, and I felt quite comfortable.

at the same time.

The same scene is happening at the third uncle's house.

"Comrade Yan Bugui, you have been renting out the side room all these years and collecting rent from me and Yu Li. This is Chi Guoguo's speculation."

"Now, as the leader of the picket team, I will give you two choices."

"One, return the money that has been taken from me over the years, including the principal with interest, as if you have made up for it."

"Second, I'll take care of you and take you to parade."

"You choose."

Yan Jiecheng had a businesslike attitude.

He inherited Yan Bugui's scheming and loved money like his life.

Although the family is usually harmonious, when money is involved, they have to settle the matter seriously.

"Well, you little bastard, you begged me to rent the house to you back then."

"Now you come to this set?"

Yan Bugui was very angry.

How much has he charged Yan Jiecheng for so many years?

3 yuan a month, 36 yuan a year.

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li have been married for more than three years.

This is more than 100 yuan.

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