Under the leadership of the village chief, Yang Zimei and Huo Wenhua came to Dasao Huang Li's house.
The door of this house is not the same as the last time I saw. There are traces of potholes dug out with hoe everywhere, as well as stinky smells that can not be removed, and various sewage.
The villagers offended Yang Zimei because of the last time they heard Huang Li's words and drove her away. As a result, there was no way to solve the drought bureau of the village, and they all venting all the grievances in Huangli's house.
At this time, Huang Li's younger son cried blood blood blood, and saw his mother, and he rushed into her arms.
Huang Li's wife hugged his son, covering the blood on his forehead, his heartache death, staring at Yang Zimei in anger.
If it weren't for Yang Zimei, their family would not be the target of the criticism.
Yang Zimei saw this situation in front of him, and he wanted to disaster.
But she can't be happy.
The aunt and Auntie is wrong, but it should not be caught in the child.
In any case, their children are still their cousins.
What's more, Huang Li was wrong that day, and the villagers were wrong.
They are just worshiped when they see high, and they step on the cargo color.
In the last life, he also suffered a lot of their bullying.
On the same day, she knew that this was a kind of small farmers who had a short -sightedness, narrow -minded, and only the consciousness of the small farmers who had planned in front of her eyes. It existed deeply for thousands of years.
"Everyone listen--"
Yang Zimei Xiumu swept through the villagers' faces, and said clearly, "In the future, I don't want to see someone bullying my cousin cousin, otherwise, I will never forgive!"
As soon as everyone heard it, they hurriedly held their children, solemnly told them not to fight Huang Li's children.
Huang Li's wife not only did not appreciate it, but instead thought that Yang Zimei fox worshiped the New Year to the chicken, and was uneasy.
"Few kind!"
She snorted coldly and turned into the room with the child.
Huang Li has been staying at home and dare not go out. When he saw his wife coming in, he hurriedly asked, "What about the situation?"
"What can you do? Your good niece will come to your house to eat abalone shark fin! In addition, there is a big ticket person, you can wait for them yourself!"
After speaking, she turned into the room and refused to come out again.
As soon as Huang Li heard it, his face was white. I don't know what the medicine was sold in the gourd of Yang Zimei's eyebrows.
Hearing the call of the village chief, he only greeted him with a hard scalp.
"I said Huang Li, your family is here, why do you come out now? It's too neglecting!"
The village chief scolded.
"Sorry, me ..."
Huang Li saw Yang Zimei's indifferent eyes, timid, and stuttered for a while. I didn't know what to say.
"Your niece Niu Niu, you know, this gentleman is Huo Wenhua, the big boss of Hong Kong, and the family comes to you. You can entertain others. Don't lose the face of our village. Your wife also said
There are many abalone wings belly, just take it out to greet the guests. "
There is a way to Huangli.
Huang Li looked at Huo Wenhua carefully, and found that it was really like the Huo Wenhua that usually seen in the newspaper. He stunned slightly, and hurriedly said.
My family's scene is no more than a day. There are only a few abalones in the family who have been reluctant to eat, and there are no shark fins. "
"I don't care about this, you find a way, in case of greetings, offended Niuniu again, don't want to stay in Huangcun in the future.