In the small farm yard, the light in the yard is on, and the dog is lying in front of the den at the door, humming in his nose.

Inside the room, the old party secretary picked up the cup, took a sip of water, and stopped talking after saying something.Looks at his face, it is very ugly.

Miao Juhua was dumbfounded: "You know?"

Zhang Xiaohua also walked out of the back room. Just now, she helped her father wipe her body with a hot salt water towel to invigorate blood and remove silt.

"Uncle, are you here?" Zhang Xiaohua greeted her. Regarding her seniority, she should call the old party secretary uncle.

When the old party secretary saw her, his expression only eased slightly.Hmm, nodded, took out the pipe pot and started smoking.

The two mother and daughter waited quietly. The women were sensitive animals, and they noticed that the old party secretary was not good.Reminiscing about the meal that Zhang Fugong suffered inexplicably today, I felt that things were strange, for fear of saying one more sentence and making a mistake.

Zhang Fugong is a master who can't suffer, but even if he accounts for 1% of the reason, he will never be beaten in vain.

The old secretary clicked and clicked and smoked half a bag of cigarettes. The room was full of smoke and fire. He stopped and slowly said, "Do you all know what Fu Gong did?"

The mother and daughter shook their heads.

Zhang Xiaohua is indeed dumbfounded, but Miao Juhua is half-hearted.

"He almost hurt the little ladies!" The old party secretary held back several times before he was embarrassed to say this. He regretted it, and slapped the wooden tea table vigorously with a bang.

It turned out that after Jiang Xiaohu finished his work in Biyun's greenhouse, he went to find the old party secretary and unceremoniously filed a complaint.

In fact, Jiang Xiaohu originally planned to call the police for this incident.But Biyun pleaded bitterly, saying that he could not speak up.Once the police were called, the villagers would be able to eat her, even if it was Zhang Fugong's fault.

"I have lost my bad reputation, and it can't be worse." Biyun said.

In fact, she didn't care about fame anymore, mainly because she was afraid of getting Jiang Xiaohu involved.

Jiang Xiaohu thought about it and went to the old party secretary.The old party secretary, although he likes to be muddled on weekdays, he is still very good at critical times.

Zhang Fugong is his own family again, and he should come forward to deal with this matter.Of course, when the complaint was made, Jiang Xiaohu also pleaded again and again to keep it secret.

The old party secretary came to Zhang Fugong’s home to ask his guilt after dinner.

Is this okay?Right now all parts of the country are cracking down on pornography and gangsters. If this kind of thing happens, one will be informed.

Ren Jiang Xiaohu didn't go to the police, and chose to tell him that it was to give him face!

The old party secretary prepared a lot of words to scold this distant relative.

"Huh?" Miao Juhua's voice was octaves louder when he heard this, with his head held high, "Who said this shamelessly? Are we Lao Zhang that kind of person?"

After listening to what the old party secretary said, Zhang Xiaohua immediately blushed and bowed her head not to look at people.

She still knows her own father.Thinking about it, Zhang Fugong must have done something like that before he was beaten.

"What are you yelling about?" The old party secretary's biggest headache is that middle-aged and elderly women like Miao Juhua, who are top-notch, and refuse to reason with others, "I didn't call the police!"

"We even called the police. We Zhang Fugong didn't do that kind of thing!" Miao Juhua deliberately yelled in the back room.

The back room was as quiet as a graveyard, and Zhang Fugong pretended not to speak.

Miao Juhua was arrogant on the surface, but in fact she was scared to death. She knew too much about men.

Hmph, wait for the old party secretary to leave, and see how I clean up you, she thought with a rush.

The old branch secretary said: "What are you so anxious about with me? Now people have all the evidence and evidence. If you go to sue, you will be sure! You don't want to hurry up the big and small things, and you are still here to shout at me! "

Reading the old party secretary became angry, Miao Juhua quickly lowered her tone and said with a smile: "Brother, look at what you said, we are not at you, you know wow."

"Okay, I'll make up for it." Zhang Xiaohua said suddenly.

The old party secretary was stunned for a moment, then looked at his niece: "Are you going?"

"Since it was my dad who was wrong, of course I have to bear the responsibility. My dad is injured and can't move, I'll pay for it. But to put it ugly, one yard is one yard. My dad is wrong, I am wrong, what should I do. Those who beat my dad can't just leave it like that!"

After Zhang Xiaohua finished speaking, she closed her lips tightly, her expression stubborn.

The old party secretary opened his mouth and finally didn't say anything. Finally, he sighed and stood up and said, "Yes, I can tell, you guys don't want me to be good, right?"

After speaking, he suffocated his head with his hands on his back and left angrily.

Miao Juhua hurried to catch up and said with a smile: "Brother, are you going? Go slowly~"

After coming back, he smiled and cursed at his daughter: "You silly girl, you can't see it, you have a stubborn temper. Okay, it's my dad's baby..."

"Enough!" Zhang Xiaohua actually yelled, stunned Miao Juhua directly, "You one is like this, the other is like that, let me see the villagers?"

After speaking, she rushed directly into her room, slammed the door, lay down on the bed, covered her head with a pillow, and started to cry.

Miao Juhua blushed with a guilty conscience, and Zhang Fugong inside wondered what's wrong with the girl today?

If in normal times, he might be able to get closer to his wife, but today he almost committed a crime and was very guilty, so he didn't think much about it because he thought his daughter was embarrassed.

In fact, Zhang Fugong is also quite regretful now. If he was gentle and gave the little widow some money, don't beat others, maybe it wouldn't be the case!

The old party secretary waved his hand and left Zhang Fugong's house, and met Jiang Xiaohu around the corner, which surprised him.

"Scared! You die boy, scaring people to death will not pay for their lives?" The old secretary said slightly angrily.

Jiang Xiaohu smiled happily, and reached out his hand to pat him back: "My fault, what's wrong, uncle, they..."

"Don't mention it, this family..." The old branch secretary said something angrily.

When Jiang Xiaohu heard it, it seemed that this matter had fallen into a dead end.If you don't give something, people may not apologize.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether they apologize or not, because their harm to Biyun has already been done.Jiang Xiaohu must ask the other party to apologize because he wants them to remember this lesson-don't trouble Biyun in the future, otherwise they will be more troublesome.

"What do you think?" The old branch secretary said, in fact, he was on Jiang Xiaohu's side.

This young man was what he saw growing up. He was frail and sickly, but he was clever.This time I gave a lot of face. I contracted the wasteland and drove everyone to make money together and buy surplus vegetables from each household.

Based on this, the old party secretary admired him very much and even considered that Jiang Xiaohu should be cultivated as a successor.

What's more, Zhang Fugong knew exactly what virtue he was.Just because their old Zhang family had a relative who worked in the town's public affairs department, Zhang Fugong usually held his head high, and didn't treat the villagers as human beings.

When this happened, let Zhang Fugong apologize, it was a bargain for him.