Don’t Mess with Shennong

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No matter how deep others think that Wang Ping's routines are, most people still think he is a fool, and Wang Jingyi is overwhelmed, and he can't attack.

The corresponding negative effects are also there. While walking with Wang Wencai in the village for the past two days, others praised the graduates who returned to their hometowns, and basically ignored him.

Occasionally, there are some who value Wang Ping's, but the angle of attention is different. It is either a joke or a mockery, and even asks her grandmother to make troubles for watermelon.

Some people say that rural people are not good, others say that rural people are good ... But you have to distinguish clearly.

If you are a stupid, a poor and ignorant, who would be good to you? Smile to you?

If you are a promising college student, a child of a cadre, a child of a rich family, who has the brain to offend you? To mock you?

This is reality, this is society.

Some people say that rural people are good, it is because you are good, and others are good to you.

Some people say that rural people are not good, that is because you are not good enough, and others are not good to you.

It didn't take long for Wang Ping's mind to recover, maybe he thought he was a little radical, so he was bored and wouldn't talk to anyone.

But anyone who treats him well will not fail him.

This afternoon, his father, Wang Degui, came back with all his fatigue, and after leaving the motorcycle at home, he was ready to go out.

"Your grandmother and the uncle's family have just returned from the town and they have stamped their seals from the town. Now I have to go to the village committee. Your mother will be back soon. The mediation is written. According to the conditions you said, if they repent, Just compensate us one million. "

Wang Degui's voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed that the **** life these past few days was not going well.

At this time, Wang Ping was sitting at the door eating grapes. Since spraying the Shennong mineral water, the vines in the yard exuded a special taste. The birds passing by were almost crazy and fluttered on the grape rack all day.

Even if a layer of gauze was supported, it was a bit dangerous, so he began to pick and eat. The aura derived from the delicate fragrance of plants and trees made him feel happy.

Hearing his father's words, Wang Ping'an seemed to have expected it, and was not surprised, but rather excited.

"Okay, compared to watermelon, I prefer to eat peaches. Hurry up and sign, I can't wait any longer." Wang Ping jumped from the chair, his face excited.

Wang Degui felt that things were not so simple, but when his son said so, he couldn't think of another reason, only when his son liked to eat peaches.

For a deeper reason, he also found that his son is not as stupid as he used to be, and several things he has done recently are not so simple.

"If you have no opinion, bookmark demodulation today, and the watermelon field will belong to your grandmother and uncle's family." Wang Degui repeated with less confidence.

"No opinion, absolutely no opinion. However, I have to call Huaguoshan to let them pull the last watermelon." Wang Pingping said, dialed Secretary Xu's phone, and briefly said what happened at home. Over again.

"You can rest assured that I will send two cars to pick up all the watermelon, and leave none of them." Xu Qing was angry, and felt that the honest Wang Ping was bullied by grandma and uncle. This tone must be for him. Out.

"..." Wang Ping's a little puzzled, listening to the tone, why is Xu Qing angry than herself? Did she misunderstand?

Then he called his mother again and asked her not to worry, to go back slowly, how long it can be delayed, how long the grandmother and uncle's family could not be too smooth.

My father is too good to talk, but we can't make each other too proud.

"..." Wang Degui finally found out what was wrong with his son. What good second silly? When did you become so smart? For the things he didn't expect, his son made two telephone calls in an instant, and he made arrangements.

"Let's go, we go to the village committee to sign the mediation letter. However, the time should be delayed as much as possible, and the contract date is best set as tomorrow." Wang Pingan arranged everything and said to his father with a smile.

"I listen to you." In these days in the city, Wang Degui is also full of breath. If his son can let the family stop for a while, he agrees.

With that, Wang Ping'an and his father went to the village committee.

When I arrived at the village committee compound, I saw my grandmother and uncle, each sitting in a wheelchair, with bandages wrapped around their legs, but they were in good spirits.

With a sense of inexplicable excitement, chatting with a small smile, talking to the excitement, and making a terrifying laughter.

The cousin Wang Youjun pushed the grandmother, and the aunt Huang Lijuan pushed the uncle. The family, with the joy of victory, was not hit by the physical disability.

"Grandma, are you okay? Seeing you are not dead, I am happy and broken. I will say, a good person will live a safe life, and you will definitely not be in trouble."

Wang Ping'an saw Grandma Mi Guizhi sitting in a wheelchair, and suddenly threw it over, holding her injured right leg in a sad face, and was very sad.

Blinking and blinking, maybe the heart is too happy, and no tears can be blinked, which disappointed Wang Ping'an.

Acting is not enough, it needs hard work.

"Oh, you grandson, will you speak? Don't touch my leg, it hurts grandma, my leg is broken, you roll away." Mi Guizhi yelled in pain and all the sweat beads came out Too.

With a guilty look on his face, Wang Ping An shouted, "Ah, I'm sorry I'm sorry ... I did it on purpose ... Not intentionally. I was so happy to see my grandma discharged from the hospital. I thought it was all right."

"I am discharged? Isn't it because of the watermelon field in the north? Don't think I don't know, a few days ago, several rabbits were killed in the melon field? This is simply a land of feng shui. My land must come back. No one will give it, and I will be buried there in my death. "

Mi Guizhi was excited, and when he mentioned the field, he wished to bury it immediately and never come out.

After greeting the grandmother, Wang Ping'an turned to the uncle Wang Deshun who was next to him.

Uncle's injury was more serious. His legs, lumbar vertebrae, neck ... all had bandages and fixing brackets. Like the Terminator, he was put on a layer of white armor.

He was knocked down by the wild boar and he arched his body a few times. It was a fatal life without dying. This injury is nothing.

"Uncle, I'm so happy to hear that you are not dead." Wang Ping'an said, wanting to repeat his tricks and toss uncle.

"Don't, don't come here, stop the second silly." Wang Deshun shouted in fear, let the wife behind him stop.

Aunt Huang Lijuan was a stubborn stubble, and she worked in the town's government office. It was extremely neat. With a whine, she was blocked in front of the wheelchair and blocked Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an almost hugged Auntie's thigh and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Auntie, you haven't been arched by the wild boar, why stop me?"

"Hey, you two stupid, how do you say this? Isn't this a curse? Who was arched by the wild boar?" Huang Lijuan suddenly annoyed, screaming and shouting.

"Uncle is arched by the wild boar, you don't know about it, are you stupid?" Wang Pingping answered honestly and honestly.

"..."

Wang Ping's attack in this round almost wiped out Wang Deshun's family. The cousin Wang Youjun, who has been losing money, had no strength to parry and watched him ruin people here.

After hearing the news, I hurried to see the lively villagers and made laughter from time to time. I felt that the big show was worthwhile. This was the beginning. It was so exciting. When the staff arrived and signed the mediation, they might not know what would happen.