Originally, Wu Cuimei was in a dilemma and didn't know whether she should protect her, but finally thought carefully, hey, what do he do if he has so much? What kind of face do he want? What reputation do you want? I just believe that the children I gave birth to will not be bad, and I will definitely not be able to do things that damage my good deeds.

So, with this confidence, Wu Cuimei spoke up to protect her cubs: "And, Weidong, you know that our Qingshan has always had a good reputation in the village. If he was really a bastard, then he would have done a lot of bad things and had been stabbed by someone. How could he wait until today to be caught by you?"

That's right. Good people are not good for a day, and bad people are not evil for a day.

People are in the world and have a reputation outside, and they are never able to help themselves. What you do, you get such a reputation, what you do, and what you do. Even if thousands of people in this world have a wide range of opinions and many things are difficult to distinguish, no matter what, there will always be some people with clear minds who can see these many things clearly and clearly, and they will inevitably have to reason for the wronged good people and also open up a favorable evil person for the hypocritical evil person.

Although it is difficult to distinguish between loyalty and treacherous, and black and white, if a person ends up in one way and does not do evil with small evil and does not do good with small good, then the world will have a conclusion in his heart and no need to force his reputation, so he will come by himself.

This is what Liu Qingshan is like, and this is what the village chief is like.

Everyone can see their goodness. Even if bad people deliberately destroy their reputation, they cannot change their reputation.

Liu Yuanhe thought so, so he followed and said, "Yes, Weidong, although our Qingshan is not a great saint, this child is pure and even a stubborn and unreasonable person like Old Mrs. Tan praised him. It can be seen that our Qingshan is not bad. He will definitely not do such a despicable thing."

Lu Weidong's expression became even more ugly as he listened to the couple's words.

You know, he lost his job at this moment and suffered a lot of losses. He was already very angry and had no place to vent his feelings, but he didn't expect that he happened to meet these two parents who protected their children again, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

How did the words he said seem to be wronged by a good person?

Whether this is wronged or not is not the final conclusion of your family. Only by distinguishing the causes and consequences can you count.

He said with a dark face: "Since you all say that Qingshan can't do such a thing, then you can tell me, can a normal person get so much wild honey in one day?"

He pointed to the two buckets of honey brought back by Liu Qingshan and asked, "You talk about it again, how did you determine that the honey in this bucket is wild honey, not earth honey? Did the words be written on it, or did the bee speak? "

After some questioning, the couple was speechless.

The truths that Baiya said are all false words, and the parents speak for their sons. To outsiders, it is nothing more than protecting their shortcomings.

Liu Qingshan knew that today was inevitable to argue, so he simply found a bench, poured a bowl of hot tea, sat down, drank half a bowl of rice, moistened his throat, and warmed his body, and then said, "Since that's the case, Uncle Wei Dong, tell me, based on what did you determine that my honey is made of local honey, not wild honey?"

Lu Weidong's face froze and he was speechless.

This thief is so savage. He knew that it was impossible to distinguish the difference between earthen honey and wild honey with his eyes, but he insisted on asking this question. Isn’t this intentional harshness to him and trying to make him retreat?

However, since he is here today, no matter what, he still needs to make things clear.

Even if you offend this kid, you have to figure it out. You can't be confused and make everyone feel uncomfortable.

So he walked to the bucket and looked carefully at the honey in the bucket. But he seemed to have no idea about it for a long time.

If you compare artificial honey with local honey, it can be easily distinguished, but local honey is very similar to wild honey. They are all the income from bees' diligent work, and they are almost the same in color and consistency.

For people like him who have no education, it takes him a long time to distinguish the authenticity of coins, let alone distinguish between local honey and wild honey.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't tell the truth, so he reached out to break a small piece of honey nest, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.

Sweet, very sweet.

Apart from the sweetness, he couldn't taste anything.

After all, he is a big slut. His mouth is not like the mouth of a rich man. Whether it is eating honey or sugar, it tastes the same as the taste in his mouth - sweet.

It is unrealistic to ask him to taste the fragrance of flowers, the sweetness of the soil, or the sweetness of the mountains and rivers.

It’s hard to see it, and it’s hard to make a difference when you eat it, and Lu Weidong’s ambition is a bit too big.

However, when he thought about it, his inspiration flashed and immediately bit the amount of honey and said: "I can't see the difference, nor can I eat the difference, but I know that a normal person can't find so much wild honey in a day. So, your honey cannot be wild honey. Think about it, you have found dozens of kilograms of wild honey a day by yourself, do you really think you are Sun Wukong?"

Speaking of this, he slowed down his tone again and said, "Qingshan, if you admit it to me and say that you were taken from the honeycomb made by someone else, I don't blame you, and I don't want you to compensate you, as long as you are willing to admit your mistakes. It's good to know that you can correct your mistakes, but don't make mistakes again and again."

What do you mean by this?

Liu Qingshan laughed twice, looked at Lu Weidong and asked, "Uncle Weidong, let me know how many beehives you lost?"

"two."

"Then let me talk about it, how much honey does one of your beehives have?"

Lu Weidong looked at Liu Qingshan suspiciously and replied, "About five or six kilograms, what's wrong?"

"Well, five or six kilograms, then let's talk about it. How many boxes of bees have come to your beehive this year."

"Six boxes."

"Oh, six boxes." Liu Qingshan smiled, "Why, how many boxes of honey do you have in your house since you found out that you lost the beehive to before you came to my house today?"

Lu Weidong replied without thinking: "It should have been six boxes, but I don't know which bastard stole two boxes, so there are still four boxes left."

"Four boxes." Liu Qingshan smiled, "One box is five or six kilograms, and four boxes are only twenty-four or five kilograms at most, and at least twenty kilograms. However, Uncle Wei Dong, look at me. If I make honey out here, I will have more than thirty kilograms of candy. Even if I steal all the four beehives left by you, I will not save enough sugar. Besides, you have never seen whether your four beehives are still there, so why do you have the nerve to doubt me?"
Chapter completed!