"Tsk!" Sun Teng glared at his wife.

"What's the use of glaring at me? If you have the guts to glare at Director Zheng! Stop your money-spinner, the golden turtle son-in-law!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up? I hate myself for not being able to have ten mouths. I should have stopped you earlier!" Aunt Sun went over old scores and cursed more and more:

"I told you not to remove the counter on the first floor of the department store. It's like the wind is in your eyes. The mountains look so high that you don't even want to do anything anymore..."

Dazhu's wife was upset after hearing this and took her daughter back to the house.

The room was clean and there was no one else.

…

Dazhu's mother quickly went to the old lady Si and begged her to go out and intercede for Yang Dazhu.

The villagers were all watching. Mrs. Si thought about it for a moment and walked towards Zheng Zhi.

"Godmother." Zheng Zhi saw her coming from a distance, greeted her, and went to greet her.

After Mrs. Si approached, she deliberately walked towards the police car to stay away from the villagers.

Zheng Zhi immediately understood that he did not want the villagers to hear what they said.

"Godmother, what Dazhu committed this time is a bit serious." Zheng Zhi got straight to the point and gently reminded her not to ask for mercy.

"Damn it, what does his committing crimes have to do with me?" Mrs. Si never thought of asking for mercy!

"Xiao Zheng, have you been busy lately?" As soon as Mrs. Si spoke, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but want to laugh.

Knew it!

"It's quite busy. There's a big case." Zheng Zhi turned around and pointed to the Yang Dazhu in the car.

If it weren't for an arm, Yang Dazhu would definitely be handcuffed at this moment.

"Hey, no matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your health, right?" Mrs. Si asked:

"Look at you, you've lost weight again. You were already tan, but now you look more like black charcoal."

Zheng Zhi simply couldn’t laugh or cry, so he continued:

"You can carve a crescent moon on my forehead later, and I will be Zheng Heitan of our county."

Mrs. Si almost laughed out loud!

"Sure! That mother-in-law used to carve the words "Serve the country with loyalty" on Yue Fei's back. Just wait, and I will carve a crescent moon on your forehead!"

The two of them were talking and laughing, truly acting like a loving mother and a filial son.

The villagers in the distance, seeing the relaxed and harmonious conversation atmosphere, assumed that Yang Dazhu would be fine this time.

Even Dazhu’s mother took the opportunity to teach Han Lizhu a lesson and whispered:

"Did you see that? Director Zheng is the godson of Aunt Si's family."

"As long as she comes forward, Dazhu will be fine."

"You little hooves, you'd better stay at peace with me and don't cause trouble to my family, do you hear me?"

"Yeah." Han Lizhu's anxious heart calmed down a little.

As long as Yang Dazhu can be saved, she will not let go of the Yang family!

…

On Si Chen's side, everything for the opening is ready.

Especially for firecrackers, he specially prepared six large plates!

Si Chen calculated that it would last for 20 minutes. Of course, the more people it can attract, the better.

Right now, 11:50.

The auspicious opening time for Si Chending is 11:58.

These days, when people from the village come to the market, they either drive ox carts, horse-drawn carriages, or donkey carts, or they just walk over.

After 11 o'clock, the real flow of people is the largest.

There was still some time, so Si Chen took three popsicles from the freezer in front of Sili Ge's counter.

It was a dime a piece. After settling the bill, he gave one to each of his two sisters.

These days, Silige is the only one selling popsicles in Yuanmeng County.

The three brothers and sisters stood at the door contentedly, talking to the old popsicle.
Chapter completed!