Han Weihe covered his face and Li Qiuju lowered her head. It was really a smug look in Han Fu holding a mango. It was so that's it.

"Why did Uncle Guofu get excited when he sees Uncle Bi?"

I haven't seen such a pretentious person usually, Li Dong asked Han Weidong in a low voice. "Brother Dong, you don't know. Bijiazhuang was better than our Zhuangzi before. When the meeting was held, Bi Qingzhu liked to show off their Zhuangzi in front of his uncle."

"Because of this?"

“There’s a little more.”

Han Weidong lowered his voice. "I just heard that Brother Dong, don't say it out, otherwise Uncle Guofu would definitely beat me."

"Tell me quickly?"

Gossip is definitely a big gossip, and Li Dong likes to listen to this.

"I heard that when I was young, my uncle and Bi Qingzhu fell in love with the same girl, and that girl fell in love with Bi Qingzhu in the end."

"real?"

"Brother Dong said quietly."

Han Weidong was shocked, "Don't, it's a great deal to hear it. Don't kill myself if you don't kill me."

No wonder, Han Fu was like a chicken blood when he saw Bi Qingzhu. Not to mention this guy's old love rival, Li Dong was rubbed by Bijiazhuang every year before he came to Hanzhuang.

"I haven't seen it before, you haven't bought one for one dollar yet."

Korean rich was holding the mango proudly, Bi Qingzhu was so angry that he was itchy. He had never seen anything like this bastard. "You sell it for one dollar, but I won't buy it yet, just a fool."

"Puff."

Han Weihe couldn't help laughing, Li Qiuju took a photo, Li Dong was speechless, what was going on, what was going on, what was taking me with you, you are a fool, your whole family is a fool.

"Uncle Guofu, then we should go back, we are still waiting to share the money."

"It's not so good. It costs a few hundred dollars on your body. It's not safe these days."

When Han Fu heard this, he became excited. "Old man Bi, I don't have time to talk to you. I went to the city to sell it for a few hundred yuan. Everyone is still waiting for me to go back and share the New Year, so I'll leave first."

Bi Qingzhu really wanted to squirt this pretender to death with a mouthful of salt water? His face turned blue and purple.

"Grandma Bear? I don't believe it."

Li Dong was about to start the tractor, and Bi Qingzhu secretly spat and shouted at Picasso. "Let's go? What's the look?" How about Bi Qingzhu, who was driving the car, was helpless, what's going on? Dada, why can't you even defeat Uncle Guofu recently.

There are three production teams in Xiangshan Production Brigade? Gaojiazhai was the former production brigade team. The team has the most people and the most land. Among the three villages, Bijiazhuang is similar to Hanzhuang. After all these years, Bijiazhuang is still a little better than Hanzhuang.

Of course, in terms of the daughter-in-law? Bijiazhuang is slightly inferior to Hanzhuang. Biqingzhu is not as shameless as Korean rich, lying to the little girl who escapes from famine and goes back to be a wife.

"Hey, Uncle Han, Uncle Bi, are you all here? This is great."

Li Dong, who was about to start the tractor, heard a familiar voice and stopped the tractor.

"For the people?"

Gao Weimin got off the bicycle.

"It's just right, this saves me a trip."

"What's the matter?"

"Uncle Han? Uncle Bi, come to the brigade for a meeting tomorrow morning? Report the situation of each production team to report on this year."

Gao Weimin said, "Originally Gao Weimin wanted a Zhuangzi and a Zhuangzi notification." I didn't expect it to happen. I happened to meet Han Fu and Bi Qing, just as I arrived at the intersection. It was a waste of trouble. The snow was still falling, but it was not too heavy, but the wind was blew up.

It’s quite uncomfortable to run around for more than ten or twenty miles, so it’s not a pleasure to run.

"The meeting will be held tomorrow."

Bi Qing was energetic. "Oh, our farmer won't be able to do this year, 30% of them are hanging upside down." He glanced at the Korean wealthy, and he knew that the Hanzhuang had hanging upside down last year at most 35% of them, and this year he was rushing to have a severe drought.

Korean rich didn't look at the accounts carefully, but the inverted number was less than last year. Old Man Bi still has some ability, and 30% is not much.

"We are not good at farms, but the upside down is less than 10% less than last year." Korean Fu Ke is unwilling to show weakness. This guy is going to do it before the meeting. "For the people, I know about the meeting. I will go there early tomorrow morning."

"Uncle Han, my dad asked Dongzi to participate together and talk about his experience."

Gao Weimin told Secretary Gao about Li Dong's bamboo weaving and Mao Wuzi. When Gao Jianjun heard that Li Dong still had such ability, this is a good thing, and it will increase the income for Zhuangzi during the slack farming period.

"I?"

Why is it that the production brigade is still counted as me when I was in the meeting? Li Dong is a little confused.

"For the people, tell Secretary Gao that I and Li Dong had passed by early in the morning."

Han Fu said, "Go on a motorcycle, Li Dong, go back and fill up the oil, don't lose oil halfway."

OK, Uncle Guofu, you are awesome, you have to pretend to be a fool. "Uncle Guofu, don't worry, Chicheng can run back and forth a few times after the fuel added."

"If you want to say that the fuel burning truck is good, it will be there in a while."

Korean Fu said and patted the tractor. "This iron lump, don't be too much oil, but it runs fast. It's not long to go back and forth to the area. It's really convenient to pull some goods or something."

Bi Qingzhu was in a bad mood, and this old guy was still pretending to be addicted.

Burning oil is burning money, and you can't afford porridge sooner or later. Bi Qingzhu snorted. "I know for the people."

Gao Weimin said, "I'd better leave quickly." Bi Qingzhu's face was not good-looking. "Uncle, I've notified me, so I won't go to Zhuangzi."

"I have something to do to go back first, Dongzi, I will go back to the commune first. If I have time, let's get together again."

"become."

"Wait, let's get some fruit for the people."

Li Dong said with a smile. "A reader asked someone to bring some fruit, you can take some to eat."

"No need, why are you polite to me?"

"No, for the people, a little tropical fruit is hard to see here."

As he said that, Li Dong jumped off the tractor and lifted the felt cloth. He was so dazzling.

The most overwhelming thing is a basket of fruits. Li Dong ate a few mangoes and stuffed bananas to Gao Weimin. "Take it and give it to his sister-in-law to try it."

"Then I'm not polite."

Gao Weimin didn't expect it to be a tropical fruit, it was a banana. What kind of thing came to Li Dong and asked quietly. "Dongzi, is this?"

"Mango, eat meat, the skin cannot be eaten. You need to cut it open. There is a kernel inside and cut it on both sides."

Gao Weimin thanked him and hung the fruit on the handlebar. He got on the car and left. Li Dong pulled the felt cloth and covered it. "Uncle Bi, Gaso, let's go first."

He started the tractor and started it up, leaving behind a surprised look of surprise Bi Qingzhu and Picasso. "Where is this dog god doing this?"

Korean rich smoked out the dry tobacco and sucked it with a smile on his face. This guy, Bi Qingzhugang's face looked so good and happy.

Not long after, I returned to Hanzhuang. As soon as the tractor entered the village, the children surrounded me.

"Mom, mom, the cart is back."

Erya led her younger brother and followed Dawa. Erwa and his two older brothers ran towards the tractor behind him.

"Slower."

Zhang Xiaocao followed closely and the other women from various families ran to the entrance of the village to the car and were worried that they could cover the felt cloth and couldn't see clearly.

"The basket was sold?"

"It's sold out. Aunt, you don't know. We arrived in the city early in the morning and before we finished our breakfast, the basket was sold out."

How can everyone believe Liu Chunzhi’s statement?

"Humaki, are you teasing your aunt?"

"Why did it sell out as soon as you enter the city? What stupid things does this kid say?"

No one believed it, Liu Chunzhi was a little anxious. "If you don't believe it, ask Sister Qiu Ju, and Uncle Guofu."

"Qiuju, what Murachi said is true?"

"What do you mean? We're getting rich this time."

Li Qiuju said with a smile. "I got there early in the morning and before I entered the house, this basket was sold."

"Not only sold out, we also sold more than 40 in advance. When everyone went home, they quickly made some things and asked Dongzi to send them. They gave them money even better."

"What?"

Really, this is so capable. "Dongzi, why are you so capable?"

After a while, it was only after everyone introduced that it was impossible to understand that writing pieces of paper not only went to magazines, newspapers, and earn money, but also helped sell baskets. This may be too difficult.

Everyone praised him so much, Li Dong was embarrassed. "It's nothing, I'm lucky this time."

"Each family will go to the bamboo weaving courtyard in a while."

Li Dong said with a smile. "This time we not only share the money, but also have some small benefits."

“What benefits?”

"Everyone can choose cash and fabric."

Li Dong was ready to sell the fabric that he didn't need. Not only did he exchange it for money, but everyone in the village bought fabrics, making new clothes during the Chinese New Year and making new shoes.
To be continued...