"Let uncle come."

Xue Laosan smiled and took the maltose, and was about to use his strength, the little brat wearing open-crotch pants started to cry.

It turned out that the little kid stared at Maltose for a long time, but he didn't see him. At this moment, he saw that Maltose was taken away by a stranger, so he couldn't stand it anymore. He immediately started crying.

It happened that Zeng Wangcai walked out of the inner room. He saw a scene, took two steps at a time, rushed to the front, and was about to slap the little kid's butt, but was stopped by Xue Laosan.

In a blink of an eye, a piece of maltose was divided into three portions and distributed them. A small piece of maltose was stuffed into his mouth, and the little kid stopped crying immediately.

"Big brother, sit down for a moment, I'll pick up an old hen!"

Zeng Wangcai rubbed his hands, held the hatchet and went to catch the chicken.

Xue Laosan said that he had used lunch and there was no need to worry, but Zeng Wangcai said, "We brothers are in love, how can we not serve the bowl when we get started? I didn't know you're here, so your sister-in-law just baked a few cakes and cut a few big-bellied vegetables. I don't know if I feel sorry for the man. Today I'm taking the big brother's free ride." As she spoke, she rushed the chicken to the backyard.

Xue Laosan felt warm in his heart, and suddenly felt that he came to the door empty-handed and was a little unreasonable. So he greeted the girl and took three little ghosts to head towards the convenience store in the village.

Dashu Village is a big village, and there are three convenience stores in one village. Xue Laosan led three little kids into the convenience store, like a scout, and bought a lot of cigarettes, wine, candy, and side dishes. The three little kids were so happy that they jumped and jumped, as if they were in the New Year.

When I moved to the west of the village, it happened that someone had slaughtered a pig in the soup pot. He was hawking. Xue Laosan led three little ghosts to approach and swept it carefully. It was too late and there was only some water left. Xue Laosan asked for a small intestine and a pair of pig liver, so he took the three little kids back home.

Seeing Xue Laosan entering the door with a big bag, Zeng Wangcai blushed and rubbed his hands straight. His guests led the big girl who was helping in the kitchen and followed him out, watching the three little ghosts holding the bag of instant noodles and eating them all over the powder. The whole family laughed out loud from the bottom of their hearts.

Lunch started at four o'clock in the afternoon. An old hen mixed yam and eggs and stewed it in a large pot for an hour. He put it in a porcelain basin. The white milk soup was covered with red dried peppers. The aroma was so strong that it made people's index fingers sensation.

Xue Laosan was a glutton. He had a lunch dinner. Because he asked that the dishes were simple, he ate them in a few bites and then put his chopsticks. Now, he was indeed hungry.

He was not polite when he got into the table. He picked up his job and started it. After taking a few bites, he realized something was wrong. Except for Zeng Wangcai who was struggling to open the wine bottle. His family guests and four dolls were all standing aside and never attending the table.

Xue Laosan realized that this must be the Zeng family’s rules for hospitality. He hurriedly said, “Everyone sits, we don’t pay much attention to it. There are no foods on this table, and we can eat them lively if there are too many people!”

As he spoke, he hugged the little kid and sat on his lap. He pulled the little girl and the little girl and sat on the bench on one side.

I bought something together, and the three little kids were so close to Xue Laosan. At this moment, when I saw the beautiful uncle letting him sit, I was so brave.

Zeng Wangcai was frightened and was about to say something. Xue Laosan threw away his chopsticks and said, "Brother Zeng, if you are talking nonsense, I won't eat this meal."

Zeng Wangcai had no choice but to expose his anger on his guest, "You are deaf? You can't hear it? You're not going to get a bowl for a few little bastards!"

After being quarreled, the eldest sister-in-law of the Zeng family glared at Zeng Wangcai and got angry at the little girl and the little girl, "Zhao, I hope you can get you, just sit here and wait for me to give that bowl? It must be a skinny and itchy!"

The little girl and the little girl slid off the bench, drooped their heads, and crawled towards the kitchen.

A bunch of dolls are companions, and it is difficult to not be lively for a meal. Sometimes the little kids eat slowly. Seeing the sisters eating happily, they cry in a hurry. Sometimes the Zeng couple drink the girls who pick up too many pieces of meat. Xue Laosan is also very busy. Sometimes he picks up meat for this person and scoops the soup for that person, but he doesn't have a few chopsticks.

After arriving, the Zeng couple couldn't stand it anymore and directed their eldest daughter to take their younger brothers and sisters out to play. Now, Xue Laosan finally had the opportunity to have a serious meal again.

Perhaps God was unwilling to let Xue Laosan have a comfortable meal. He just brought the bowls and chopsticks on his side and rumbling. The previous Dongfanghong drove to the door of the Zeng family. Director Song, who was shirtless, jumped out of the car first, and then jumped out of the car, and there were more than a dozen men.

Director Song shook his arms and entered the yard. He saw the food on the square table and said with a trunk, "Tsk tsk, Lao Zeng, this is the one I've given away. But the New Year is the festival. Old chicken, fat intestines, pork liver, seven plates, eight bowls, you're fucking put on it. This is a life of a big landlord!"

Zeng Wangcai's face turned red and said nothing. Seeing that his sister-in-law of the Zeng family was so angry that she quickly grabbed the cigarette box in front of Zeng Wangcai and dispersed the cigarette to Director Song.

"His grandma, you really got it. You can afford to beat Hongmei. I'm at this level!"

Director Song took the cigarette box and took out one of them to smoke. He threw the cigarette box at the men behind him, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, you have lived a life as a landlord, and you should make up for the two money you owe to the village!"

Indeed, Director Song is here to find fault.

He was used to being rampant in Dashu Village. He was despised by Xue Laosan before, but he only cursed him twice. He wanted to get started, but after seeing Xue Laosan's terrifying strength, he became timid again.

Afterwards, Director Song became more and more unfair and became more and more annoyed. What a person Song is like? How could he be shocked by a boy? This is Dashu Village, my place.

After hearing the taste, Director Song started to gather people without saying a word, and drove Dongfanghong, and headed straight for the Zeng family with great momentum.

He calculated clearly that it was the main thing to expel the anger, but it was necessary to make some money.

He had already found out that Zeng Wangcai's family had a relative. At that time, he bought snacks for a few children in the Zeng family and almost emptyed the convenience store, which showed that he was a rich man.

Since that's the case, he took the opportunity to come to the door without fear of returning empty-handed.

"Director Song, today I have a guest in my family, I just want money. Can I come another day?"

Zeng Wangcai was a tempered person. Director Song repeatedly forced him to make him angry.

"No, I have to ask for it today! Why, you kid dare to pay the debt? Believe it or not, I will immediately pull you up and be poor and rebellious to you."

Speaking, Director Song waved his hand and the four or five men behind him rushed towards Zeng Wangcai.

The eldest sister-in-law of the Zeng family was about to stand in front, but was pulled to the ground and staggered. Zeng Wangcai yelled, "Song Laohu, I'm dazzling, I'm fighting with you!" He ran to the wall, picked up a shovel, and rushed up.

Seeing that the tragic incident was about to happen, Xue Laosan stood up, stopped him, and stretched out his hand. Several men who rushed forward to capture Zeng Wangcai were like being hit by a car, turning into a rolling gourd and falling out of the distance, and everyone was wiping their noses and faces.

"Good boy, you dare to resist the law violently. Call the police station immediately and arrest this little bastard!"

Director Song was shocked and angry. He thought he had brought more than ten men and his force was crushing. He didn't know that the thin boy on the other side was so powerful. He overturned four or five in just a few palms. If this continues, more than ten people may not be able to take him.

“Take it slow!”

Xue Laosan clapped his hands and smiled, "Isn't it just for money? Why bother to make a big deal?"

During the conversation with Zeng Wangcai, Xue Laosan already realized that something was wrong. However, whenever he asked Zeng Wangcai tentatively, he would bypass it. This time, the person named Song came to him, but for Xue Laosan, it was the best opportunity to find out the situation.

"You guys know each other!"

Director Song rubbed his hands and said grimly, "Get the money, Zeng Wangcai's family's debts over the years are 1,728 yuan, hexagon and seven cents. If you pay it all, I won't want this six-point 7 cents."

"Don't you have so many farts? The surname Song, you are so careless!"

Zeng Wangcai waved his shovel. If it weren't for Xue Laosan stopping him, he would have really pounced on him, "Big brother, don't worry about my business. I'll have to worry about money or death. I'm fighting with the bastard!"

"Okay, Brother Zeng, you're trying hard. What should you do if you ask your sister-in-law and four kids to deal with?"

As he said that, Xue Laosan reached out and pressed him on the bench.

Then, after brushing it, Xue Laosan took out a stack of money from his pocket. The thin golden sun shone with blue light, making everyone a little dazzled. It was a stack of great unity, about forty or fifty pieces. Xue Laosan went out, although he might not have used money, he always carried such a stack.

"There are more than four hundred here, although it is not enough for you Director Song to say, as long as you explain clearly how you owe the money, I will settle the Zeng family's accounts at once!"

As he said that, Xue Laosan rubbed the banknotes in his hand and almost blinded Director Song and his party's eyes.

The Zeng couple also stared at Xue Laosan in a daze, and there was no sound.

"Okay, please feel free, you are a happy person!"

Director Song smiled so hard that his face shone brightly, and he spread his fingers and said, "I will calculate it for you. I have owed 569 yuan in government food payments over the years, and fined 1,000 yuan for more than 1,000 yuan. The messy other expenses totaled 500 yuan. If you count the deduction, it's probably this. If you don't believe me, ask Zeng Wangcai if I have any verbal words."

Zeng Wangcai snorted, "You know that it's a messy fee, and I have to pay it. Why is this part considered my own!"

Director Song cursed, "Oh, you can fuck you, the whole village has to pay it. Why don't you pay it? You're special. If you're fucking nagging, I'm really going to get you up!"

"Stop talking too far, I just want to ask, what is the messy fee that Lao Zeng said?" Xue Laosan waved his hand, his face turned cold.
Chapter completed!