Chapter 783

When people heard this, they clapped and cheered excitedly. I saw a village woman flatter Huang Xiulan loudly, "Oh, village head Huang, I didn't expect that you helped us so much on your first day in office today. I can't believe it! Usually your elder sister, I have a bad mouth. Please forgive me if there was anything wrong before! "

Another old man also roared excitedly, "old three, my old man's mouth stinks. There are places I can't go before. You're not allowed to bear grudges. In this way, I'll ask the old lady to kill a chicken tonight, and you'll come to my house and eat the chicken

Boom, the whole audience laughed, the old man's face puzzled, "what's the matter? Huang Xiulan for all of us, with pesticides to negotiate, almost put life on, I asked her to eat chicken, what's funny? "

Su old stick some jealous roar way, "eat chicken to eat chicken, why do you take one behind the chicken?"

The old man was stunned, and then he patted the back of his head, "Oh, oh, misunderstanding! You don't mean to be angry with me

Huang Xiulan said coldly, "I know you didn't mean it, but please talk to me later. Don't talk to the old three or the old four. I'm the village head now. Can you call me village head Huang?"

"Yes, yes, village head Huang!" The old man nodded straight, and then asked with a flattering face, "do you still eat the chicken, village head Huang?"

Huang Xiulan glared, "of course, I ate it. For everyone, I haven't eaten lunch yet!"

On hearing this, the old man quickly said to the old woman beside him, "old woman, what are you still doing here? Go back to kill chickens and cook. Haven't you heard that village head Huang hasn't eaten lunch yet?" His wife immediately ran home.

"Ah, it's really cool for people to go to tea. Previously, they kept praising uncle Xiaochen's kindness. Now they are in some trouble, and the whole village seems to forget this man all of a sudden. It's really sad. Yesterday, he was beaten to death for everyone's benefit. " Yang Jiabing shook his head.

"Hum, who asked him to kill? We are all honest farmers. How dare we associate with murderers?" The Su old stick complacently says aloud.

"Mom, is uncle Xiaochen really a murderer?" Outside the crowd, Liu Fang stood quietly with her son in her arms. Her five-year-old son raised his head and asked naively.

"Xiaoling, remember, your uncle Xiaochen is not a murderer. Besides, no matter what kind of person he becomes, he will always be a benefactor of our family. When you grow up, you can't forget uncle Xiaochen's kindness, remember? "

"Mom, I know. I will treat uncle Xiaochen well." The little guy nodded innocently.

The conversation between mother and son happened to be heard by Huang Xiulan. She pointed to Liu Fang arrogantly, "widow Liu, don't be a liar here. What is not a murderer? If he didn't kill anyone, why hasn't anyone come back for such a long time? Hum, what a bitch. I've tried my best to fight for your interests. You don't have a good word, but you fart here. "

"Well, it's not bad for you to be a widow, but it's not right for you to keep the women's way and mess with others. Even if you are shameless, you should think about your son. Think about it. When he grows up, he will be scolded by others. Do you feel better? "

"Huang Xiulan, make it clear, who did I mess with?" Liu Fang was so angry that her tears were coming out. She asked aloud with a crying voice.

"Cut, you still don't admit, that night you in Yang Xingchen this small animal bed why?"

Liu Fang a face of grievance, "that day you don't know, I was sick, star helped me cure, we have nothing happened."

Huang Xiulan put her left hand back on her right palm and patted hard, "ouch, what's the treatment? Ma De, you asked Yang Xingchen, a little beast, to help you cure your illness. How could he give you 200000 yuan when you left? Do you want to tell us, at the end of the day, is there such a doctor who can help people to treat diseases? "

"I It was the poor orphan and widowed mother of the stars who asked me to pay off the foreign debt. " Liu Fang said here, has been crying.

"Oh, oh, you're crying. Don't be pathetic here. I tell you, the little beast who likes you is already in danger. If you want to get the demolition price, just shut your mouth. If you dare to say that the little beast is not a murderer, see how much money I will let people give you tomorrow! "

"All right, Liu Fang, take your children back." The old party secretary couldn't read it any more. He quickly came out to make it over. At the same time, he cursed his mother in his heart and made him numb next door. If you hadn't helped the villagers fight for such great interests, the labor and capital would have tolerated you to be a bully in the village committee!

Liu Fang's tears of grievance are dripping, and she leads her son sadly to his home. Her five-year-old son said loudly, "Mom, don't cry. When I grow up, I'll help you beat the bad guys who bully you!"

"Xiaoling! Wu Wu... " Liu Fang couldn't help it any longer, holding her son and crying as she walked home.

"Paralyzed, little bastard, stop, look at me, I won't tear your smelly mouth!" Huang Xiulan crossed her waist and yelled at her at the back.Yang Jiabing opened his mouth and wanted to say something about Huang Xiulan. But he thought that if he was against her, he might not get the demolition price tomorrow, so he had to bear it.

Seeing that no one in the whole village dares to fight against her, Huang Xiulan hums from her nostrils, and then says to everyone, "OK, let's go. Don't forget, we'll gather here at eight tomorrow, and then sign the contract with others on the spot. As soon as the contract is signed, they will help us build a house in the town. When the house over there is finished, we will move there. It will not affect everyone's life at all. "

They agreed with each other and flattered each other. The old man who invited Huang Xiulan to eat chicken immediately stepped forward and made a gesture to invite Huang Xiulan to eat chicken at home.

Looking at Huang Xiulan swaggering to the old man's home, but the old man did not call himself. The old branch secretary had a bad feeling in his heart. In the past, he was the first one to ask himself to go through a red wedding. But now, I don't even look at myself. How can I be so realistic!

The old party secretary sighed and shook his head.

Yang Jiabing spits a mouthful of saliva at the invisible figure of Huang Xiulan. "Bah, what's the look? It's just that a blind cat meets a dead mouse and happens to do a good job. Look what you can do. Do you know your last name! One word, cheap! Two words, shrew! Three words, bitch! Four words... "

"Well, well, there's no one left. You still curse a ghost!" The old party secretary interrupted him impatiently.