The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

Mo Bin didn't take it to heart at all. He was a man who did important things. He had chatted with the queen and kissed the princess countless times. He didn't believe that the little deputy minister could pull off any tricks. The two chiefs would definitely protect him.

This kind of thing cannot be hidden at all. It first spread from the organizational department of the Second Ministry of Industry. With the blessing of caring people, it quickly spread throughout the middle and upper classes in northern Beijing. Mo Bin, the deputy director of the steel rolling mill, couldn't afford to offend him!

There was just a verbal dispute. Deputy Minister Lu asked his father-in-law to check Mo Bin's file, and two senior cadres were removed. One was demoted to level 13 and retired, and the other was even worse. Deputy Minister Lu was the party involved. , was thrown directly into jail, so cruel!

"Tieniu, your son-in-law is getting more and more powerful. We used to want to help him, but now it's the other way around!" Meng Xiankun was drinking tea in Lin Wenbiao's office. He had guessed something, after all, he had been in that department for many years.

"Lao Meng, you are an expert. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't tell what you shouldn't say. I can only tell you that he is already a fifth-level cadre. We all salute when we see him." Lin Wenbiao laughed.

"You have to respect me, don't pull me in!" Meng Xiankun also laughed. As elders, their level is far lower than others.

"Don't tell me, I really want to find this guy, are you going?" Lin Wenbiao stood up and said, but he knew that Mo Bin still had 150 tons of grain in his hand, and it would not be a transfer to whom he would give it!

"Wait for me, I still have snacks for the children in my office." Meng Xiankun stood up and left. As a grandfather, he dotes on his grandchildren the most and is never empty-handed.

"You old guy, you've spoiled your grandchildren!" Lin Wenbiao scolded his old friend with a smile.

"How is it possible? Ping An'an is so sensible. Little Chenchen likes to be held by me. I don't just pamper them, I often reason with them." Meng Xiankun said proudly.

"That brat has no face and skin. He hugs anyone he calls, because I don't even dare to grow a beard!" Lin Wenbiao looked doting and helpless when he thought of his fat grandson. The brat's chubby hands were cruel and accurate. , don’t let go once you catch it.

In the courtyard in Nanluogu Lane, Mo Bin stopped the car at the gate. A group of children ran over from outside the courtyard.

"Second uncle." "Second uncle." "Dad."

"Okay, okay, go home and make meat buns for you guys tonight." Mo Bin's head was already big. This place became a kindergarten during the summer vacation. He didn't bring any nephews home, and there was no food at all. It's better than that.

"Uncle Binzi."

"Uncle Binzi."

Mo Bin took a look and realized, aren't these brother and sister? Because of him, a lot has changed. The children often play together. Qin Huairu also cleans up the children. Jia Zhang also pays attention to education. After all, they are now a cadre family, and they dare not affect Jia Dongxu's family. "Official career".

Because of Mo Bin's threats, little Sophora japonica did not appear after all. The couple probably went to get family planning supplies. Jia Dongxu's body has become much stronger. It's time to help her change her permanent residence and register, so she took advantage of this opportunity.

"Banggeng, Xiaodang, don't leave for a while. Eat meat buns at night. When you call your parents over, tell them that I have something to do with them." Mo Bin touched Banggian's head. He should not become a It's a thief.

"Brother Binzi."

"Brother Binzi."

Mo Bin turned around and saw that they were a pair of children adopted by Yi Zhonghai, Yi Xuehua and Yi Chengen.

"Xue Hua, Cheng En is so good. Let's play here. We will have meat buns to eat at night. Dagang will take care of it. Whoever is not good will not get to eat." Mo Bin shouted to his eldest nephew, who was the oldest here.

"Second uncle, my second brother is not good. He stole your grapes this afternoon." Mo Sanni spoke fluently and ran over to complain to Mo Bin.

"Mo Ergang, did you eat the grapes from the vine? Are they sour?" Mo Bin felt his teeth sour. The naughty kid is really a devil. The green grapes on the vine are still too early to mature. Even his big teeth can Sour.

"My teeth are so sore. Second uncle, when will it be ready?" Mo Ergang was very cheeky and even licked his face to ask when it would be ready.

"If you eat it again, I'll beat your ass to pieces! It'll be ripe during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I'll tie you to a tree and eat your fill!" Mo Bin patted the little guy gently.

"Yesterday he secretly picked a pumpkin. My mother beat him up and hid in my grandma's house. He's a good-for-nothing!" Mo Dagang looked at his brother with disdain. There was no shortage of food at home, and he went to his second uncle's house every now and then to improve the food. , just a bitch!

Mo Bin was stunned. What's going on with this kid? He's not hungry, right? There should be no shortage of food in the eldest brother's family. At least the second batch of noodles can be guaranteed. Could it be that the eldest sister-in-law is subsidizing her parents' family?

As a child, there is nothing wrong with being filial to your mother's family, but you can't starve your children. Mo Bin doesn't want to do that. Besides, he has poured tens of thousands of tons of food into the country, how can he starve his own relatives?

Of course, I can't talk to the children or ask. That would make the eldest brother and sister-in-law look ugly. I'd better ask the eldest brother in person at night.

Mom, Meng Xiumei, was wandering around the yard with her fat son in her arms. Did she get off work so early today? Too enthusiastic about work?

Zhang Caixia looked at the fourth son, Mo Hongxing, who had just learned to walk and fell down accidentally.

From the large sack, I took out a large strip of pork belly, several bundles of tender beans, and fifty pounds of whole wheat flour. It is better to keep a low profile in this season. The big fish, big meat, and white flour steamed buns really attract hatred. There are many bloated people in the city. .

"Where did you get it? Don't try to go into the mountains? The injuries on your body haven't healed yet!" Meng Xiumei glared at her son and scolded.

"No way, your son is very capable. There is no need to do it by yourself. Besides, I am also a senior cadre, and I also have special supplies of nutrients. After all, I am still recovering from my injuries." Mo Bin smiled and fooled his mother.

"Only you can do it! How do you want to eat it? Do you want to make buns? Don't make them for me!" Meng Xiumei knew as soon as she saw her son's appearance that there was no room for pancakes in the kennel.

"I just want to give you some nutrition. Don't worry. The supplies from the Northeast will arrive tomorrow. There will definitely be no shortage of your meat. Isn't there a lot of bacon and sausages at home? You can also kill roosters and geese for meat. Ah, what are you keeping me for?" Mo Bin took the opportunity to complain about his mother, who would not give up anything to eat, so why would she bring it back home?

"If it hadn't been for my eldest grandson, your dad and I would have moved back home a long time ago. Both of us are lavish. You can also go to the yard next door and see what other people eat. They have two meals of black porridge. You two are not satisfied with three meals a day and want to eat meat and vegetables. Why don't you go to heaven?" Meng Xiumei opened her mouth and scolded her son. If it weren't for the fat grandson who didn't let go, she would have beaten her. The daughter-in-law cannot beat or scold her son. But I can beat him anytime.

"You old lady is unreasonable. Look at those children. They are all your grandchildren and darlings. How can they do well if their nutrition cannot keep up? Our combined salary is more than 500 yuan, and we spend it on ourselves." What do you feel bad about in human beings? Besides, I can get all this food myself, and I can’t buy it at a high price." Mo Bin couldn’t help but retort to his mother.

"Sooner or later I will be mad at you! Oh, let go, you brat. I really owe you two in my previous life!" Meng Xiumei was just about to show off and teach her second son a lesson when her hair was grabbed by the little guy in her arms.

"Hit your ass hard!" Mo Bin said to his mother.

"Why should I be beaten? I think you deserve a beating! Go to the kitchen and make buns. Out of sight, out of mind!" Meng Xiumei became angry with embarrassment and refused to beat her precious fat grandson when she heard that she was going to do so.

Mo Bin is stuck at both ends, flattering her on the horse's lap. Even though her mother has become a leader, she still can't forget her precious fat grandson. Is she very busy at work? I will donate some food to you tomorrow and see if you are still free to go home and raise your grandson!