I'm really just the village head

Chapter 12: On the Urgency of the Four Teams to Ask Women

The meeting was over, and it was almost noon. People on the same road, chatting together, went home.

"With your mother, solve it yourself!" Liu Fuwang looked at Liu Chunlai with a black face.

He didn't want to talk to this short-lived son.

"Father, your work experience is too rich, this hand..." Liu Chunlai is naturally not that stupid.

"Stop it, it's useless to flatter me!" Liu Fuwang directly blocked Liu Chunlai's next words.

Want him, a cadre who has worked at the grassroots level for 27 years, to be in the dark?

No way.

Yang Aiqun went crazy, and Liu Fuwang was afraid.

Back from the battlefield that year, Liu Fuwang's hostility was quite heavy, and a look in his eyes could scare the most daring two poles into a tremor.

Later, once when he was drunk, Liu Chunlai happened to cause trouble outside. The tempered Captain Liu was about to teach his son, Yang Aiqun began to ignore it.

In rural areas, educating children is all about fighting.

Huang Jing sticks out good people, and you can't become a talent without fighting.

Liu Fuwang drank too much, and there was no seriousness in beating his son, especially Liu Chunwang also talked back, kicking Liu Chunwang, who was only 11 years old, three or four meters away.

Yang Aiqun's love son was eager and scolded him a few words. Captain Liu was even more hot. His son was not so spoiled by Yang Aiqun. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fix it with his wife.

As a result, before Captain Liu took action, Yang Aiqun rushed into the stove and slashed Liu Fuwang with a kitchen knife. The wine was also frightened, and he was reluctant to beat his wife. As a result, Yang Aiqun carried a kitchen knife and chased several groups until they reached the commune Secretary Yan Jinsong’s office...

Ever since, the party secretary and captain, unless he can't bear it, won't compete with his wife in the matter of his son.

Fortunately, although Yang Aiqun had never read a book, he was reasonable and would not use a knife to hunt down Liu Fuwang as long as it did not involve the prodigal son.

Of course, Liu Chunlai made a mistake, and Yang Aiqun also wanted to fight.

He was tied up with a rope, hung from the saponaria tree by the dam of his house, and beaten with blood stains all over his body.

Then, Liu Fuwang ignored his son.

The captain has too much work to manage the party branch.

Today's matter is related to the old Liu family's incense and Yang Aiqun's grandson holding grandson. Liu Fuwang wants to help Liu Chun speak, and it is estimated that this time Yang Aiqun will be chased to the county with a kitchen knife.

"Father, you are a bit too much..."

Liu Chunlai had never thought that the old man had such a strong desire to survive.

"Uncle Chunlai, Granny Yang is here." At this moment, Liu Zhiqiang who followed behind reminded Liu Chunlai in a low voice.

Follow along.

Yang Aiqun was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, hitting barefoot, his trouser legs were on his knees, and he looked here with a sullen expression.

The people who had just had the meeting stopped one after another and looked at Yang Aiqun with a kitchen knife in horror.

I haven't seen Yang Aiqun carry a knife for several years.

Yang Aiqun carried the kitchen knife and walked forward slowly.

Each step left a footprint.

The murderous spirit has diffused.

Seeing the appearance of a cheap old lady, Liu Chunlai sweated on his forehead.

"It's none of my business, he himself doesn't know the situation, so he said there..." Liu Fuwang didn't care about losing face in front of so many people and hurriedly dumped the pot.

He was really cheated by Liu Chun.

"Then you won't stop him? Do you really want your son to be a bachelor?" Yang Aiqun's tone was cold.

Everyone around took a step back.

Give the court away to the heroine to avoid accidental injury.

After so many people watched, Liu Chunlai sighed, and could only step forward: "Mom, let's go back and talk. I really don't blame Dad for this."

Liu Fuwang was a little surprised.

Has this son changed sex?Actually not planting on Lao Tzu.

"Go away! Do you think I can't bear to hack you?" I was born a foot long, and I raised you with shit and piss. I was still breastfeeding when I was six. I always carried you on my back and clothes. Many pieces are worn out! Don't you just expect you to beg a wife and give birth to me a grandson?"

Yang Aiqun did not cry this time.

His face was so gloomy as the sky before the morning shower.

The whole person was shaking with anger.

"Then, Aiqun, this son, really needs to be disciplined, otherwise, we will get old in the future... Let's go home and talk about it... It's noon, go back and teach him, I will cook..."

Liu Chunlai wished to beat his father.

At this time it was still fanning the flames.

The people around just watched, no one dared to step forward to pull Yang Aiqun.

"What are you going back? Just say here! What are you going to toss about, I won't stop you! My son can't! Divorce, I will take his son away!" Yang Aiqun's words made everyone stunned.

Liu Fuwang's complexion was a little uncontrollable, and his face was sullen, ready to scold his wife.

"If you want to leave, you can stay here in spring! This is my old Liu family!" At this moment, Baye Liu, who was sitting on a sliding pole and carried by two people, arrived.

A large group of people followed behind.

Not only the four teams, but also other teams around.

"Ba Ye, I gave birth to my son!" Yang Aiqun turned around and stared coldly at Liu Ba Ye on the sliding pole.

"No one said it was not yours. He is the standard-bearer of my Liu family, the leader of my Liu family! Take it away if you say it?" Even though Liu Baye is 90 years old, he still speaks with great momentum.

"Hey! Baye, this has been liberated for decades, New China is now! Put away your set! My son was conceived in October and raised it for 25 years! You Liu family, gave a handful of rice, or gave it A drop of oil? What about your Liu family, I can't care! If you want my son to be bachelor, don't even think about it! Whoever cuts my mind, I will fight hard..."

"I am not from the Liu family?" Liu Fuwang was also on fire.

This woman is getting more and more lawless.

Didn't you see Baye Liu trembling with anger?

If something goes wrong, this is terrible.

Liu Chun came to see this scene and hugged his old lady hurriedly, "Mom, I really want to do this. Our whole brigade is poor..."

Yang Aiqun didn't listen at all.

"Puff~"

Liu Jiuwa, who was in her 50s, knelt down directly in front of everyone.

Regardless of the bluestone on the ground, he walked with his knees in front of Yang Aiqun, crying: "Aunt Aiqun, Liu Jiaofang came to me, and I was the last one. Before this, my mind was lightened, and my brothers came forward today. I don’t beg you for anything else, just that you can let Chunlai take us for a year. Even if the Liu family is missing a bachelor, it’s the virtue of the ancestor... I'll kowtow to you..."

"Boom~"

His head slammed heavily on the ground paved with bluestone.

A green bag suddenly bulged.

"Boom~"

The green bag was smashed, and blood flowed out.

"Boom~"

"Mr. Yang, I don't ask for a mother-in-law! Just let Uncle Chunlai take us for a year..."

Liu Zhiqiang also knelt down.

Then, Liu Dachun...

More and more bachelors knelt down.

"Slap~"

The kitchen knife in Yang Aiqun's hand fell to the ground.

"My god, why don't you accept Liu Chunlai's short-lived son? Wow, you don't have any other skills, learn from her father to brag... How do you let me live..."

Yang Aiqun sat on the ground, dancing with her hands, kicking her feet, and howling.

"Mom, this matter is not as serious as you think..." Liu Chunlai has seen countless great worlds, where has he encountered this kind of battle?

Quickly squat down to hug my mother.

"Boom~Boom~Boom..." Yang Aiqun beat and cursed, "Kill your short-lived son, you are a fairy. You don’t want to study well, you fool around all day, and the mother-in-law has nothing to do, you have to brag, hundreds of bachelors. Don't ask me, where can I hold my grandson..."

Liu Chunlai did not hide.

My old mother's fist really hurts.

"Okay, your Liu family is very good! From today, I won't have a son!" Yang Aiqun broke free from Liu Chunlai, got up, and ran outside.

"Mom, mom..." Liu Chun came to know what the old lady was going to do.

MMP, He Lintang is outside the first team!

The people here are really true, jumping into the river Lintang at every turn.

At this moment, he understood what Liu Chunlai's memory of Helintang often said he didn't cover it.

If you have money in the future, you must add a lid.

Lest you go to jump all.

"Ba Ye!" Liu Fuwang gritted his teeth and looked at Liu Ba Ye.

At the moment, he has difficulty doing both ends.

In front of the entire brigade, kneeling on the ground were members of the Liu family, most of whom were Liu Fuwang's juniors.

Yang Aiqun has countless bad ailments and is very fond of his son.

"Get up all! Let Chunlai decide this matter by himself!" Liu Baye didn't say anything.

The sliding rod was not down, and people carried it back.

"Why don't you watch the excitement? Don't you not eat at noon?" Liu Fuwang shouted at the people watching the excitement with a dark face.

Those who watched the excitement dared not stay anymore, and went back one after another.

"This member of the Liu family, this is holding Liu Chun to hold on!"

"Baye Liu, what's wrong?"

"This is also weird, the Liu family, why does Liu Chun come?"

People are talking about it.

No one accuses Yang Aiqun of being ashamed, and no one says that Liu Fuwang is useless.

Similarly, not many people think that Liu Jiapo's people are wrong in this matter.

Everyone is poor, and naturally they don’t want to let it go.

But why is Liu Chunlai this second-rate son?

So it sounds like playing each other, is there anything they don't know is happening.

How did they know that Liu Chunlai's planning book, after Liu Baye's explanation, all the four teams knew that they were really going to turn over this time.

In the past, Liu Fuwang had no constitution.

In Liu Chunlai's planning book, everyone knows why they are poor, why Liu Fuwang can't cure their poverty, and also said how to solve their poverty, in all aspects, in detail and meticulous.

Especially got the affirmation of Liu Baye.

Liu Jiapo has been poor for too long.

They don't want to be poor anymore.

Liu Chunlai has just shown hope to everyone, even if he has not yet started to act.

Liu Fuwang picked up the kitchen knife silently and walked towards home.

"Mom, don't do that. I promise you will marry you a college student's daughter-in-law, and she will have a good personality, good personality, and listen to you..." Liu Chunlai ran for a long time before catching up with Yang Aiqun.

Many people followed suit.

He didn't expect things to happen like this.

These things are really hard for him to understand.

"I'm not your mother! I didn't have a son like you! The Wang family retired, and you ran to swear, how would you let me live..." Yang Aiqun beat and cried again when he was hugged by his son.

At the end of the fight, maybe my hand hurts, so I pinch it directly.

Liu Chunlai gritted his teeth with a pinch.