For the people of the entire mountain city, it is a common topic of discussion and debate during the Chinese New Year.

Some knowledgeable people say that the price given by these people who got rich first was too low, which was simply robbed.

Some wise people disdain to refute that you bought a pot for six or seven yuan, and sold for two or three cents as scrap iron, but the pot is still the same. Can it be the same?

Some experts from the perspective of regional economic groups' hegemony raised their arms and shouted that the city should give these enterprises free of charge to those excellent entrepreneurs.

The more money the city requires, the heavier the burden these companies will have after obtaining their assets, and the more unfavorable it will be for them to go light and compete for the national and even the world market.

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On the morning of the 29th day of the 12th lunar month, Ye Pingbai and his wife, Ye Pingju and his wife, Ye Zi and Ye Ying, as well as four senior doctors, nurses and drivers, a large group of people came to the Taohua Lake Scenic Area.

Then he took a boat to Wenjia Village and held a banquet at the Wenjia Village New Village Department.

The new village department and village nursing home of Wenjia Village, as well as the new house of Wenye’s family, and Lu Feifei’s villa are all located on the hillside of Xiucai Mountain.

From that height to the lakeside one mile away, there are the southern slopes of Xiucai Mountain, and the green forests are winding to the lakeside, with beautiful scenery.

This hill did not originally have a name, but in order to make a scenic spot, it gave it a relatively pleasant and good name.

This fall, Wen Ye's new house was already built, but no one lived on the mountainside at night, making it look too lonely.

Wen Ye has already paid for the old village department. The old village department is located at the intersection of the mountain road entering Wenjia Village. It is located on the higher side of the mountain. Although the location is a bit too quiet, every day, people in the village have to pass by the door. Standing on the way at the gate, you can see sixty or seventy households in half of the village at a glance.

And the closest few are less than 100 meters away.

So Grandma Wenye has always been reluctant to move, so Wenye didn't force her.

Because Wen Ye had already explained his grandmother's meaning to the village before, after Ye Pingbai and his party arrived at Xiucai Mountain in the east, they did not come here to make people angry.

Grandma Wenye was basking in the sun, and Zhao Changan and Wenye sat beside her washing and choosing vegetables, preparing ingredients for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

At noon, the three of them put a pot of handmade noodles. Zhao Changan, under Wen Ye's guidance, used tiger punches to hit the dough for 1,999 times, and then used mushrooms, eggs, and shrimps to make a pot of peerless noodles.

"I was poor at that time, but I was not tired,-"

Except for some more profound scenes, Grandma Wen Ye’s childhood memories have been forgotten, and may have forgotten everything they did when she was in school when she was young.

However, he was happy to talk about the big production back then, remembering the bitterness and sweetness, and eating in the big pot, and talking about the big group.

Zhao Changan and Wen Ye were commenting and chatting while listening.

For example, people are hungry, but the grain warehouse in the village is locked on the wooden door, and there is no one on duty at night. But people would rather starve than go around, because people are so conscious.

Wen Ye and Zhao Changan looked at each other. Zhao Changan deliberately said with a yearning expression: "If you don't pick up the road, don't close your door at night, people's hearts will never be old!"

I heard Grandma Wenye smiled like that.

At around 2:00 p.m., Zhao Changan received a call from his mother, saying that he had a classmate named Yu Yingming.

Zhao Changan was puzzled and said that there was such a classmate, but he couldn't remember it clearly, so why did he suddenly mention this?

Then Zhang Lishan asked again: "They said you know how to acupuncture, can you revitalize vegetatives?"

"Mom, do you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it. They also showed me a newspaper. It was a place that I don't know where and the name was not easy to remember. The small newspaper in the place your father knew said that it was a man named Zhao Chang'an who used silver needle acupuncture to make a vegetative person alive."

"Those Qigong masters can still pick up food from the air in the newspapers and fight cows from across the mountains."

"Yes, I said they admitted their mistakes and couldn't get up when they knelt at our house. They persuaded them for a long time and said that they would let you go and see them when they came back."

"Are you empty-handed?"

"We didn't accept it."

"That's right, Mom, this Yu Yingming may be a noble person who forgets things and only cares about work. Do you remember the streets that are causing trouble downstairs in summer?—"

Zhao Changan hung up the phone, his face was not very good. He was shameless and invincible. They still have his door on his face?

"I asked Zhang Xiubing to find a few people to deal with it, just a verbal warning."

Wen Ye suggested: "Just look for the brother in the street where they live, otherwise these two old people will be disgusted by your family with the moral banner of saving their son."

"Damn, where are their faces? Are their skins made of butts?"

Zhao Changan cursed angrily, not to mention disgusting him in the future, even now he will be despised to death.

At this time, he suddenly understood why Wen Ye had always insisted on using street-slip men like Qian Xiaoyong, Tang Xihan, Sun Le, and Zhang Xiubing.

Under the sun, you have to leave some living space for the darkness, because sometimes you have to use a little darkness to reconcile the heat of the sun.

Just like this, if you don’t reconcile a little darkness, this pair of old people will make Zhao Changan and his parents depressed.

If you don’t save it, you are cold-blooded and ruthless, you are petty, you don’t save it when you die, and you treat human life like a mustard of grass.

If Zhao Changan pinched his nose and took action, he would have to run back to Mingzhushancheng at least every half month.

If it doesn't work, it's just intentional, false benevolence and righteousness, and even viciously use needles to prick Yingming.

It is even said that Yingming's parents can accuse Zhao Changan of illegally practicing medicine, harming their son, and demanding huge compensation.

If you are saved, what will happen to Zhao Changan?

He even wanted to kill Yu Yingming, and he went to save him time and effort. He was nervous and still had enough food!

In a word, does he owe them? He owe him mapi!

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At this time, in the sunshine at the gate, two beautiful women appeared, one was charming and the other was delicate and gentle, pity that made people love them.

Leaf purple, leaf shadow.

Both women were holding gifts in their hands.

"Fuck!"

Now it was Wen Ye's turn to change his color, and he couldn't help but swear.

I originally wanted to have a relaxing and pleasant New Year, but it turned out that the Ye family came uninvited and was disgusting, but before they were disgusting enough, they came to the door.

How can this not make him feel disgusted?

"Don't do this, everyone comes is a guest, and it's our partner. This is a festive and auspicious thing for the New Year!"

Zhao Changan comforted Wen Ye, stood up and said with a smile: "Welcome to our shareholder Xiaozi to visit us. It's so brilliant!"
Chapter completed!