Or did each family send representatives to play, draw lots one by one, and open the small paper folded into many layers, it goes without saying that it is empty. As for the lucky ones among them?

Well, don't you just rush into the market with the note in your hand?

They shook the note containing the word "middle" in their hands and walked in the direction of the leader on the sideline with a little inexplicable excitement.

In the process, they gathered together the family members behind them who were happy because of the good news.

They dragged bits and pieces of cumbersome luggage, helped the old and young at home, and ran to the new home they were about to get without looking back.

As for their original careful thinking of advancing and retreating with the crowd, asking for more benefits for themselves, and the same rights as the villagers of nanzhuangzi, it disappeared because of the word "middle".

All the hustle and bustle in the world are for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world are for profit.

However, a small livable road easily divides a group.

Because of the evacuation of more than 100 people, it not only makes this slightly crowded empty space spacious in an instant, but also makes the rest of the adjustment and differentiation work achieve the most desired effect of the old village head.

Because among the families who have selected these more than 30 houses, 22 families have been divided into relatively comfortable temporary homes in the west of the village.

This means that those who were originally assigned to the East can be assigned to the West.

Then, the number of temporary gathering places for the 22 wealthy families was so that the families who had suffered together for good or ill staged a farce of Quan Wuxing in full view of the public.

Those young men who were choked like explosive barrels beat their heads and blood in the tearing action of chicken flying and dog jumping and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

What he did... Was just the poor 22 useless lists in the future.

In the puzzled eyes of the villagers in nanzhuangzi, while Gu Fanfan thought whether the citizens of Weiwu city were a stupid City, Gu Zheng stood in the crowd and gave him a course related to human nature, which was gradually induced by his stupid but unknown cheap son.

"Do you think what they are fighting for is the most useless thing? A useless residence soon?"

"No, what they are fighting for is the voice in the crowd, the subtle division of classes, and deeper... The strength of a family, whether its members are strong or not, and even to the greatest extent, they can distinguish which families are not easy to provoke and which families can be bullied."

"From then on, small groups that they can communicate with will automatically form because of this."

"You see, under the thinking mode of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, they also searched out the group of people who are most likely to be abandoned or used as scapegoats."

"The reason why people can adapt to this society to the greatest extent depends on this..." speaking of this, Gu Zheng points his temple, sighs and carries his hand back: "and this is exactly what you lack."

You can have dessert.

Gu Feifan, who was said by Gu Zheng to be inexplicably sad, subconsciously turned his eyes to standing on his father's side... And the direction of his own grandmother who was happily knocking sunflower seeds to watch the excitement.

Who would have thought that his real grandmother gave him an infinitely tolerant smile and gave him the most fatal blow: "your father is right, grandson, you are a little more stupid than your father."

"But I'm not afraid. Just have your father at home! Let him go to your uncle Haizi in the evening and catch a fish to replenish your brain!"

Late, eat fish become smart? That worked when I was a child.

Hearing this, Gu especially burst into tears.

Having seen enough of the excitement, Gu Zheng drooped his hand behind him, patted the dust on his body, only said a word gently, and turned around and returned home.

"Let's go. It's almost finished..."

When Gu Zheng's back just disappeared from the noisy arena, the chaotic scene that seemed to have been out of control had been divided at this time.

The winner was ma Debiao, who had always carried his hands behind his back and never moved a step, and the young people who spontaneously surrounded him with dozens of mouths. Behind these young people who were not easy to mess with at first sight, they were followed by a group of old and young people with families.

They stood behind Ma Debiao, looked at the figure who looked like a Bodhisattva and smiled like King Kong, quietly arched and said to all the parents and villagers who came together: "laugh." after that, they led this group of people to stand among the residents in the West in a unique order, but for a while, they stood right in front of the whole team, Seems to be the speaker.

In this situation, the old village head just slightly frowned. He didn't say a word more. He steadfastly distributed a data map according to what he had agreed.

However, after the people left the big field, whether they were really willing or false, the old village head always followed him and said one more word in the ear of the eldest son who cleaned up the empty field with him.

"Let Da Xizi and Da Biaozi be alert and avoid the west side when patrolling at night."

"I think the fat man with a smiling face is not simple. I'm afraid he's another kind-hearted person."

The successor behind village head Tan, the leader of the patrol team in the village and the eldest son of the old Tan family, nodded in a muffled voice and suppressed the loud voice brought by Lu Di. The old father said, "save your father! Our patrol team has just installed two bird guns and tested them in the fruit forest. They can make it work!"

Are you kidding? The wisdom of the people is infinite.

After coming to nanzhuangzi village, a dragon will be coiled for me, and a tiger will be laid down for me!

The steadfast old village head followed his eldest son and walked very easily. The Loess behind him was long and the sky was full of red clouds... Integrated with his posture, it became the most harmonious picture in the village.

And this weather also shows that it will be a sunny day tomorrow.

The hot cicadas groaned helplessly on the trunk of the village, welcoming their impending death. Like them, they were restless, the hearts of the later relocated citizens squatting in the warehouse like a steamer.

Outsiders who had just received today's supplies from the material distribution office stared at the scalar steamed bread and less than half a bucket of mineral water in their hands, slightly confused and stunned.