Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Frankly speaking, due to his lack of knowledge about cups, Zhu Laojiu was unable to repeat in detail what his son had said. This kind of thing completely overturned their understanding.

Nowadays, people's horizons are not broadened. When it comes to meeting needs, almost most people take the conventional approach - finding women.

And those who don’t have women are miserable, and have been truly miserable for a long time.

Originally, Zhu Laojiu didn't believe it, but Zhu Damao actually left evidence. When Zhu Laojiu smelled the odor on Zhu Ermao's pants, he immediately confirmed that what happened to his son was true.

"Zhu Laojiu, you are not the best at making up lies." After understanding, Zeng Laosan laughed angrily, "Come on, come on, it's natural for a fucking person to produce water, but can you fuck a cup and produce water? Come on, I'll give you a cup, and you fuck it in front of me. If you fuck it, I'll drink the water."

Zeng Laosan is so righteous that he even dares to make such a poisonous oath.

He searched the house for a long time and found a small dusty wine glass, the kind used for drinking, which could hold eight cents of wine, with a large mouth and a small belly.

After the cup was stuffed into Zhu Laojiu's hand, he was unable to refute for a moment. He was so angry that he just confirmed the result without thinking about the process in detail.

At this time Zeng Laosan wanted to verify it, so Zhu Laojiu had to look at his two sons.

Zhu Damao and Zhu Ermao are indeed weird. Because of their growing environment, they are a little too mature in that aspect. However, because of their bad reputation, no one wants to play with them normally, and they have no outlet for venting. Every household in the village treats them like thieves all day long. Young girls and wives avoid them when they see them.

Today at Niufen Mountain, it was supposed to be a humiliating moment for both of them, but once Zhu Ermao started using it, hey, it felt really good. Afterwards, the two of them talked about it, and Zhu Ermao told Zhu Damao that the cup was a really good thing, and it would be nice if he could have one.

Zhu Damao had never experienced this before, and he felt itchy at the time.

It happened that at this time Zhu Laojiu asked Zeng Wangcai for compensation, so Zhu Damao thought of asking Zeng Wangcai for the cup.

At this point, Zhu Damao was not going to keep it. "It wasn't this kind of cup. He used a big cup, this big."

As he spoke, Zhu Damao gestured, clasping his hands around the rim of the cup to indicate that it was that thick. The size he gestured to was no different from a teacup.

"Zhu Laojiu, do you believe it?" Zeng Laosan couldn't help but sneer and glanced at Zhu Ermao's penis, "Even if what your son said is true, it's a fucking cup, but they are talking about a teacup..."

The explanation was unclear, and Zhu Laojiu was getting angry. He had eloquence, but he had never seen or experienced it, and his two sons had seen and experienced it, but they had no eloquence...

The more I talk about this matter, the more confusing it becomes.

At this time, Secretary Wang had finished cleaning up and came out wearing a set of clean clothes worn by his fellow villagers. When he arrived at the canteen door, he saw that there were people surrounding the door and windows of a room, but the door and windows of the room were closed.

"What's going on? Where is Zeng Sanqiang?" Secretary Wang asked Li Baotian.

"They are all in the house." Li Baotian put down the spatula and said, "The village chief of Zhujia Village came and said that his son's chicken was broken by Wangcai from our village, and he is looking for our village chief to settle the score."

Secretary Wang's face turned black on the spot. What kind of thing is this? No one can be worry-free.

He walked to the door of the house, and when the villagers saw the commune secretary coming, they automatically retreated.

"Open the door. If you have something to say, come out and say it. Why are you staying in the room?" Secretary Wang knocked on the door and said.

At this moment, he had the idea of ​​making a big deal out of a small matter and at most favoring Zengzhuang a little bit, because Zengzhuang currently made a greater contribution to the commune, but Zhujia Village's contribution was also not small.

This is the case of the butt determining the head. Secretary Wang, sitting in this position, cannot blindly favor one village. He needs to consider the overall situation to avoid the two villages becoming enemies and intensifying conflicts in the future.

In the context of the big picture, everything else is just details.

Many people have seen this situation. Later, there was a very classic picture on the Internet with a sentence on it that wrote this core idea.

Whether it is legal or not, at certain times and in the eyes of certain people, is really not important. Stability is the foundation, and we must ensure that things do not become a big deal and affect the overall situation.

For Secretary Wang, the overall situation of the commune now is to do its best to ensure the harvest and production. How can production be carried out if the two strongest villages under the commune are fighting and all the laborers are injured or crippled?

The door opened quickly, and several people came out, all sweaty. Zhu Ermao didn't need anyone to carry him, and walked out by himself.

Even if Secretary Wang is here, Zhu Laojiu will have to bow his head.

"What's going on? Do you still want to fight?" Secretary Wang said with a sullen face, "Do you still have the commune in your eyes? Do you still have me as your secretary? You mobilize dozens of people in the village to fight. What if they get injured or crippled? Who will produce if members are injured?

"What about your awareness? You still think it's like before liberation..."

Zeng Laosan and Zhu Laojiu didn't dare to say a word and just waited for Secretary Wang to teach them a lesson.

Of course, Secretary Wang is a capable person, otherwise he would not have been able to hold this position firmly. After giving each of them fifty lashes, he asked about what had happened and let Zeng Laosan and Zhu Laojiu speak.

This time Zeng Laosan said the same thing as before, and Zhu Laojiu did not dare to add fuel to the fire. He just added that his son was injured by Zeng Wangcai, and Zhu Laojiu also talked about the cup incident.

Similarly, Secretary Wang couldn't understand the cup.

Secretary Wang suppressed his surprise and did not judge the cup first, but decided the case first: "Comrade Zhu Jiu, Niu Dung Mountain does not belong to any family. Do you want to be the landlord? If you let me know that your village prevents others from entering the mountain to trap prey, I will remove you as the branch secretary. Let me tell you, Zeng Youhuo from Zengzhuang went to the mountain to trap pheasants with the approval of the commune. If you are not convinced, you can go there yourself.

"Comrade Zeng Sanqiang, your village also has problems. If you have any, report them to the commune. It is not advisable to intensify the conflict. This matter is over. Both of your families have suffered losses. There should be no further escalation..."

The two blows were made, one for each person, but generally speaking, the force of the blow on Zengzhuang was smaller, while the force of the blow on Zhujia Village was larger, because it was Zhujia Village that suffered the greatest loss. Zhu Laojiu came here to settle the accounts, but was stopped in his tracks by Secretary Wang's words "forget it".

Zeng Laosan had already thought of these results, and this is what it means to have a safety net.

Zhu Laojiu didn't dare to disobey, but still whispered: "Secretary Wang, we admit that we were both injured in the fight, but my son's injury can't be in vain. Injuring a penis is not a small matter. You see..."

"What else do you want?" Secretary Wang lectured with a stern face, "You have brought this upon yourselves. Didn't Zeng Sanqiang just say that it was just a pinch? If you have any problems, go to the hospital for a checkup and let the results speak for themselves."

Now Zhu Laojiu couldn't hold on any longer. He knew that going to the hospital for a check-up would yield no results, and the swelling would probably go away and he wouldn't even be able to see anything after two days.

"Then... Secretary Wang, what about the cup incident? This behavior is very bad, and the thoughts are not pure..." Zhu Laojiu began to put labels on Zeng Wangcai and made a big deal out of it.

At this time, Zeng Wangcai's fishing army came back. The team of more than a dozen people marched out with the posture of a mighty army.

In the team, brothers Goudan and Gousheng were in the lead, both of them held their heads high and each of them carried a basket.

It's a basket, not a bucket. A basket can hold more than a bucket.

"Village chief, Wangcai and his friends are back. Everyone is carrying a load. Aren't the loads full of fish?"

“How many fish are there…”

Goudan's nose was raised in the air, unable to conceal his pride: "If I catch less than 1,500 kilograms of fish, you can slap me in the face with your shoe soles..."