A young man and a half suddenly ran over and said, "Third brother, Fu Mingguang asked you to go to the village committee to answer the phone, saying that it was the second brother who called."

"Here you." Fu Song looked back and looked at the eldest son for half of his eyes, but he didn't recognize who his child was. However, since he called him third brother, it means that his seniority is quite old. Fu Lei is older than him, so he has to call him grandpa after meeting him.

I grabbed a good hand of cards and couldn't bear to throw them away. So I just held the cards and answered the phone. Before leaving, I didn't forget to instruct: "This is not the end, wait for me to come back!"

Fu Dong called at this time, it must be for Zhang Junyuan's business.

The family was a distance from the village committee, and Fu Song ran all the way. The weather was already hot, and he was sweating all over the place just by breathing. In a short while, Fu Song was sweating profusely.

While walking, I complained that it was inconvenient to have no phone number at home!

I happened to go to the town to see Cai Feng tomorrow, and went to the post and telecommunications bureau to inquire and install the phone.

When I arrived at the village committee, Fu Mingguang was alone inside, shirtless, wearing only a pair of big shorts, sitting on the straw mat on the ground, shaking his palm-leaf fan desperately.

This is not shy!

Fu Song panted and said, "Uncle Second, are you on duty today?"

The village committee has 365 days a year, and there are people on duty every day, and the other seasons are good, and the stove can be made in winter, which is not cold at all, and it is only the most difficult in summer.

Fu Mingguang poured half of the enamel pot of tea, wiped his mouth and said, "You are here very quickly, I'll ask your second brother to call you in ten minutes."

"I'm still waiting to go back to play cards." Fu Song walked to the phone and called Fu Dong back.

Sure enough, after the phone was answered, he heard Fu Dong say, "Last year, Zhang Junyuan went to the county government to find out the news in the afternoon. The leader is willing to throw this hot potato out quickly, but he did not express his opinion on the spot, saying that he would study it again."

"What does Zhang Junyuan mean?" Fu Song didn't care what the county leaders thought, because he calculated that the leader would definitely agree, but it was nothing more than offering some conditions. Compared with the county leaders' attitude, he cared more about Zhang Junyuan's attitude.

Zhang Junyuan is the general manager of the cinema. If he cooperates with all his strength, he will achieve twice the result with half the effort. If he agrees on the surface and secretly pulls his back, it will be difficult to accomplish this.

Fu Dong smiled and said, "Zhang Junyuan naturally has no objection. As soon as I said he agreed."

Fu Song asked: "What are his conditions?"

Fu Dong said: "This..., he didn't mention it."

Fu Song said speechlessly: "Zhang Junyuan didn't mention any conditions, so you dare to say that he agreed? Is Zhang Junyuan alive?"

Fu Dong said: "Isn't this a matter of not having any shadow yet? I want to talk to him when things are in sight."

Fu Song said: "If you don't talk about it now, why should I do my best to help you?"

Fu Dong said: "What do you mean is that Zhang Junyuan does not work hard? That is not good for him?"

Fu Song sneered: "Anyway, it's not good. If it were me, I would just do it."

Fu Dong finally turned around and asked hurriedly: "What do you think you should do? Why don't I look for him again tomorrow?"

Fu Song thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'd better go there. I'll go see Principal Cai with Fu Yang tomorrow morning, and after the tour, I went directly to the county town."

Fu Dong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I asked you to come together in the morning, but you wouldn't have finished this way. I'm too lazy to talk about you."

After hanging up the phone, I rushed home again. The good cards in my hand cannot be wasted.

Fu Yang seemed to have suffered a critical hit just now and had not recovered. He was listless and his IQ was not online. Fu Song and his group were dragged down by him and caught a good hand in vain.

Fu Song shuffled the cards and said, "Lao Liu, look at you with a dead fish face, you might as well give birth to another secretly with Zhou Fangyuan."

Fu Yang sighed without comment and said, "Play cards!"

The six people played until almost eleven o'clock, and the people watching TV had already ended.

Fu Song first rose and then fell tonight, and lost more than 30 yuan in one night, so he was so depressed.

"Let's go!" Fu Yang urinated before leaving, stood in the yard and called Zhou Fangyuan to go home.

Soon, Liang Xi walked out of the house and said, "I'm asleep."

"Ah?" Fu Yang was confused, "Why did this girl fall asleep at someone else's house? I'll ask her to get up."

Seeing Liang Xi looking at him, Fu Song was also confused, and then he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Liang Xi said: "If she doesn't let her sleep here, she won't have air conditioning when she goes back, so she won't be able to sleep soundly."

Fu Yang said: "How can that work? Let her get up quickly."

Fu Song sighed and said, "Forget it, let's make a date tonight."

It is said that they are sleeping together, but in fact they are laying straw mats on the bungalow and sleeping in the open air.

But halfway through sleep, Fu Song suddenly felt his face a little wet and got up in a daze. It turned out that it was raining.

Fortunately, it was raining at the beginning. Seeing that Fu Yang was snoring like nothing happened, and he slept like a pig, he quickly pulled him up, "It's raining!"

"Ah? It's raining?"

As they spoke, the rain had become heavier and the sounds were loud. The two of them quickly rolled up the draft mat and rolled down the bungalow.

The two of them didn't go back to the house, so they spread the straw mat under the eaves at the gate to shelter from the rain.

After a while, both of them lost their sleepiness and started chatting one by one.

Fu Song joked about Fu Lei calling his grandfather last night, and Fu Yang said, "I'm the same. When I visited each other today, I spent most of my time talking about seniority. People of our village, who are at least fifty or sixty years old."

Fu Song said: "If you don't say it, I really can't imagine this."

Fu Yang said: "Who made our fathers both the youngest? Your father is ranked seventh, my father is ranked fourth, and there are a bunch of old men in front of him."

Fu Song laughed and said, "When I was playing cards just now, I was still thinking, why are the people who play with us all have other people? It turns out that the root cause is here. We are the only ones in our generation of Fu."

Fu Yang stretched out his hand outside the eaves, "I can't get off."

The rain stopped after a while, and the clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the stars in the sky, but the weather was even more stuffy than before it rained.

Seeing Fu Yang leaning against the wall and looking at the sky in a daze, Fu Song asked, "Why don't you have another one with Zhou Fangyuan."

Fu Yang was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Why did you suddenly say this?"

Fu Song curled his lips: "I don't know your little bit of intestines yet? It looked like eggplant made from frost all night."

Fu Yang sighed, "My mother asked me yesterday when I would give birth to another one, but I didn't even dare to tell Zhou Fangyuan."

Fu Song said: "You only have two sons and your brother. Your brother gave birth to two daughters. Isn't your family just counting on you to pass on the family line? How can your father and mother not be in a hurry?"

Fu Yang was silent for a while and said, "I'm afraid Zhou Fangyuan is not happy."

Fu Song snorted, "Don't be happy? You're used to her bad habits! Isn't it natural for a woman to have a baby?"

Fu Yang: “….”

"It's not that I said you, a woman, you must not be spoiled. You should be hard when you should be hard, and you should be strong when you should be strong. In our house, I have never been soft. If I ask your sister-in-law to go east, she dare not go west!"

Fu Yang smiled and said, "You go and say this to my third sister-in-law. If you dare, I will dare."

Fu Song was choked immediately, but said stubbornly: "I am different from you. I didn't want to have another child, but your sister-in-law insisted on having another child. Oh, having a good wife in the family is so worry-free. Lao Liu, don't you?"

"Yes, yes!" Fu Yang rolled his eyes, "But the third sister-in-law wants to give birth, because she has no worries. I am different from Zhou Fangyuan. If you give birth to another one, maybe we will lose our jobs. Then the family of four will drink the northwest wind."

Fu Song gave him a blank look and said, "Lao Liu, after all, you just can't bear to leave your current iron rice bowl. I ask you, is it important to pass on your family's family?"

"This..., this..." Fu Yang hesitated, "This is not a big deal. Even if the reception of the clan is more important, the premise must be able to support it."

Fu Song said contemptly: "Take you down. With your education and ability, can't you survive without the Port Authority? After all, I'm still reluctant to work."

Fu Yang said angrily: "I have been working in the Port Authority for seven years, so how can I leave just by saying that? Now that I have left, haven't I done these seven years in vain?"

"Why is it just a waste of time?" Fu Song smiled, "Have you not established your own connections? Isn't it just relying on connections these days? Of course, I'm the exception."

Fu Yang laughed and said, "Why did I hear that the executive vice mayor of our Mucheng City is your graduate student sister?"

Fu Song glanced at him and said, "Do you think I need these virtual things?"

"That's right." Fu Yang nodded, "You hold a lot of dollars in your hand, and if I am the mayor, I wish I could hold your thighs and not let go."

Fu Song said: "I have told you a long time ago that if you go into business, I will definitely not leave my hands. You are better, you are addicted to being an official."

Fu Yang sighed to the sky: "I'm not timid."

Seeing that he was not in trouble, Fu Song was too lazy to persuade him, and said, "It's up to you. Let's do this. If Zhou Fangyuan is pregnant, I will arrange for her to study abroad and give birth to the child abroad."

"Ah? Is this OK?"

"If you are not happy, then forget it."

"This..." Fu Yang wanted to say something but stopped, "I must be happy, but I am afraid that Zhou Fangyuan will not be happy."

Fu Song said with a grudge: "Lao Liu, where is your usual intelligence? Having a baby is a matter of two people, huh? Do you understand?"

Fu Yang said with a confused look on his face: "What do you understand?"

Fu Song almost came up in one breath, pulled his head, and lay in his ear and said, "It doesn't matter if she is not happy. Wouldn't you accidentally get her pregnant? Do you still need me to teach me?"

"Ah? No, no!" Fu Yang was extremely shocked. His eyes changed when he saw Fu Song. The third brother was the third brother, and he could even think of such a damaged move!

Shameless, really shameless!
Chapter completed!