Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Thinking about the bold statement he had made at the village guesthouse, saying that Cantou Village only recognized Xu Damao as its projectionist, Ma Xuewu felt extremely embarrassed.

But the mistake had been made and there was nothing he could do about it. The folks in Cantou Village were all waiting for this movie.

He could only think about how to satisfy Li Weijun and let the movie go on as normal tonight. However, Ma Xuewu was thick-skinned and cruel, but he didn't feel ashamed. He asked the militia captain to take Xu Damao away to avoid the limelight for a while.

He called the production team leader Ma Xueli and said in a deep voice, "Xu Damao can't be relied on, and the three Song brothers are of no use. It can be seen that this Li boy is a capable person. Go stew the pheasant that was caught a few days ago, and then find a way to get some good wine and cigarettes to build a good relationship with Li Weijun."

"The secretary is talking about the pheasant? The meat is too tough and smells too fishy. I'm afraid it won't suit the projectionist's appetite. I think the little hen the secretary raises is good. Stew some mushrooms and chopped green onions, bring a bottle of Fenjiu, and make some scrambled eggs with green peppers and baked carp noodles..."

"That's enough, Ma Xueli. I don't think it's the projectionist's taste that's not right. It's your taste. You're quite picky. You're also eyeing the hen that lays the eggs."

After Ma Xuewu finished scolding, he also felt that stewing a pheasant was not appropriate. Rou Chai's cheeks hurt, so even though he was reluctant in his heart, he could only nod with a sour face.

Not far away, Qin Huairu secretly looked at everything in front of her, and asked in confusion: "Wei Jun, what are Ma Xuewu whispering with those people? Are they going to release Xu Damao?"

"Release Xu Damao? Even if he wants to, he has to see if the villagers of Cantou Village agree. Believe it or not, Sister Qin, it won't be long before someone will respectfully invite me to the table and serve me wine and meat."

Li Weijun smiled coldly, knowing all too well how these people changed their expressions.

The so-called enemies, friends, relatives and old acquaintances are nothing more than the amount of benefits...

"Believe it, why shouldn't I believe it? Weijun, you are a capable person, I will believe whatever you say."

"Then Sister Qin, can you help me scratch my itch? I always feel like I can't scratch the itch through my clothes."

"No, everyone is coming this way. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw us."

"Don't be afraid. We haven't done anything wrong. We should not panic at this time. Let's move sideways to the rock and wait for Ma Xuewu to treat me to a dinner in the evening. I will save the big chicken drumstick for Sister Qin. It tastes delicious."

Qin Huairu pursed her lips, her face full of fatigue and helplessness: "Wei Jun, why don't you feel bored? I'm tired, but you're just as persistent as a man made of iron."

"Sister Qin, I can't do anything about it. The one who tied the bell should be the one to untie it. If you hadn't attacked me from behind, I wouldn't have felt so bad."

"I can't do anything about you. You're just being childish!"

Although Qin Huairu looked helpless, she had no choice but to give in.

Sure enough, even though he resisted.

But women's words should always be listened to in reverse.

I resist ≠ I refuse.

I shut up ≠ I don’t love.

As a man, you must keep the Tangniu inequality in mind...

After Li Weijun sent Qin Huairu to Jiang Yingying's house and temporarily settled her there, he leisurely went to the village guesthouse.

He found that the production team leader Ma Xueli was chatting enthusiastically with his newly appointed military advisor Song Gongming.

"Boss, I talked to Captain Ma. Captain Ma and Secretary Ma strongly support us setting up a purchasing point in Cantou Village to purchase supplies. They even said that as long as Boss is willing, the letter of introduction for the projectionist in Cantou Village will belong to Boss."

After seeing Li Weijun's methods, Song Gongming was full of admiration and spoke to him respectfully.

Although the head of the family was a little keen on finding out about the widow, this did not hinder Song Gongming's loyalty.

Only incompetent men keep to themselves and have the desire to steal but not the courage to do so.

If you don't eat others these days, someone will eat you.

Although Song Laogou was just a crosstalk performer under the overpass before and is now just a teacher in the village, he is also ambitious and will not accept just any guy.

Unexpectedly, Li Weijun's face darkened and he said indifferently, "Song Laogou, let me repeat it again, let's talk about what workers and peasants should say, what about who is in charge and who is not. If we tell others about it, they will think we are bandits. If they use guns to chase us out, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

Hearing this, Song Gongming shrank his neck in embarrassment.

Ma Xueli knew that she was angry about noon, so he quickly forced a smile.

"How can the projectionist be a bandit? He is a distinguished guest who has come from afar. We in Canned Food Village cannot wait to welcome him. Secretary Ma has specially prepared a banquet and even slaughtered the hens that lay eggs. So he specially asked me to invite the projectionist to the banquet."

"Projectionist? Isn't Xu Damao the only projectionist in your Canned Village? I don't dare to act like a big shot. I don't have that blessing."

Li Weijun lay on the kang in a huff, and no matter how Ma Xueli tried to persuade him with emotion or reason, he remained indifferent.

Just when Ma Xueli was getting anxious, Song Gongming, who was figuring out the way, pulled Ma Xueli out and whispered in his ear, "Captain Ma, can't you see that? You pay money to avoid disaster. You are so humble when you need people, but you ignore them when you don't need them. This would make anyone feel uncomfortable."

"Brother Song, what you said makes sense, but how much money is appropriate to pay as compensation?"

If someone else had been so disrespectful, given Ma Xueli's hot temper, he would have been furious.

But the situation is very different now. After Xu Damao's incident, it is most likely that Xu Liweijun will be the projectionist in Huanggang Village from now on.

If you offend someone, you will definitely suffer.

"Talking about money is too vulgar, but not talking about money is too empty. As the saying goes, brothers are there after all the hardships, and a smile will make all the grudges go away. I think Captain Ma should persuade Secretary Ma to come in person and bring some local specialties when he leaves. If Secretary Ma has a daughter or something, it would be even better. It would be a good relationship like Qin and Jin, or a friendship like father-in-law and son-in-law. Isn't it wonderful?"

"This, this is probably a little inappropriate..."

After hesitating for a moment, Ma Xueli looked embarrassed.

As a cousin, he knew Ma Xuewu very well. He was used to bullying others in Cantou Village, so how could he possibly be so humble as to come and ask for favor in person?

"Captain Ma, you are confused!"

"Xu Damao, the projectionist, is ruined. From now on, our boss will be the projectionist. Think about who will watch the movies? What kind of people will our boss come into contact with? In the city, in the town, in the villages, who among the capable people doesn't want to watch a movie to relieve boredom?"

"If Secretary Ma seizes this opportunity, he will no longer be just the secretary of Cantou Village."

At this point, Song Gongming knew it was time to play the good cop. He snorted coldly, "But if we can't catch him, and if one of them is too tall, we can't be sure."