Chapter 535: If someone copy someone’s name on our paper, wouldn’t he destroy his reputation?

Author: Snow Yinghong Plum

Chapter 535: If someone copy someone’s name on our paper, wouldn’t he destroy his reputation?

Before being taken out of the court, he bowed to the judge and Fang Yi. When passing by the auditorium, Xiaojuan did not speak, staring at him with tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, they have me, we will go see you. Make a good transformation and strive to come out as soon as possible." Jin Yan said to Ding Quan.

"Lawyer Fang, thank you." Jin Yan walked out of the court gate and said to Fang Yi.

"Don't be polite, this is what we should do." Fang Yi said.

"When can we go to see Ding Quan?" Jin Yan asked, Xiaojuan, who was standing beside her, was also waiting for Fang Yi's answer.

"You can't visit him yet. After the criminal verdict takes effect, you can make an appointment to visit him." Fang Yi said.

After the first instance verdict was announced, within the statutory period, the defendant Ding Quan did not appeal, and the procuratorate did not appeal, and the judgment took legal effect. Of course, this is all a later story.

In the early morning, Fang Yi opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling lazily, and did not rush to get up. The sliding window in the bedroom was not closed tightly, leaving a gap of four fingers wide. Cool air kept slipping into the house, gently blowing through Fang Yi's exposed skin, which made him feel a chill, and he hurriedly pulled the air conditioner quilt.

At this moment, a knock on the door came.

"Dad, what time should we leave?" Fang Anzhi's voice came from outside the door.

Fang Yi slapped his forehead suddenly and said to himself: Grass! I drank too much last night and forgot about this.

Before the October holiday, Fang Yi discussed with his son and prepared to go back to his hometown village to stay for a few days. This is the harvest season, and the persimmons on the mountain are ripe.

For Fang Anzhi, the naturally ripe red persimmons hanging on the tree are irreplaceable delicacies in his heart, carrying a lot of memories of the past. At this time, he was already eager to go back.

"Let's go to the supermarket in the morning to buy some nutritional supplements for your grandfather, pack it up and leave, and get home before lunch." Fang Yi sat up and rubbed his face and said.

"I have called my grandfather. He stewed a pot of braised pork and was waiting for us. Dad, it's already past eight o'clock, so I'll get up quickly, otherwise I won't be able to make lunch." Fang Anzhi said.

"Okay, right now." Fang Yi responded.

Last night, after dinner, Fang Anzhi was reviewing his homework in the house. Fang Yi was sitting in the study and was drinking tea and reading. Li Shuming called him and asked him to have a drink.

After Fang Yi greeted her son, he went to Huihuang. He drank a lot of this meal. It was already past two o'clock in the morning when one of Huihuang's managers sent Fang Yi back. Fang Anzhi had already fallen asleep.

After lunch, Fang Anzhi followed his grandfather Fang Youcai to climb the mountain. The mountain climbing was fake, and the red persimmons on the mountain were his goal. Fang Yi cleaned the table and washed dishes at home alone.

While Fang Yi was busy, Fang Mao’s voice came from the yard: “Is there Uncle Cai, is there Uncle Cai at home?”

"Brother Mao, my dad took Xiaozhi out to play." Fang Yi wiped his hands and walked out the door.

"I knew you were at home. Let's have a drink when you go to my house in the evening. Don't tell me that you don't go. This is the task given to me by your sister-in-law and it must be completed.

We ate skewers tonight, and I got a sheep from where I gave birth to my child.” Fang Mao said.

"Okay, when my dad and Xiaozhi come back, we will go there together." Fang Yi was reluctant to refuse and had to agree.

"No, I'll call Uncle Youcai immediately and say, let's go first, give birth to a child and cut meat skewers there. Let's go!" Fang Mao said.

When Fang Yi walked into Fang Mao's house, he was cutting the mutton with a knife in front of the chopping board. Half a pot of mutton was already in the basin next to him.

"Brother Yi is here. I originally wanted everyone to go to my place and get together. Brother Mao insisted on coming to the village to gather. I will go to my place tomorrow." Shengzi said with a happy face.

"Okay, I'm at my house today and go to your farm tomorrow." Fang Mao smiled.

Whether it is friends or relatives, you have to walk around. If you don’t walk around, you will gradually become distant and will definitely be broken after a long time.

Giving up a son is now a popular figure in the villages, with big sheep farmers and big leaders in the villages visiting him. According to rumors, the county may set him as a benchmark for getting rich.

If the banner of giving birth is really upright, Fang Mao and the director of Bazi Hu Village will benefit. So before giving birth, they are trying every means to win over the giving birth, and at the same time, they are also preventing other villages from coming to grab people in the name of exchanging experience.

The director of Bazihu ​​Village directly waived the rent for giving birth to a child, and also divided the land near the old explosives depot and applied to the above to establish a sheep breeding base. Since the sign of the breeding company was erected, many young and middle-aged people in the village who had gone out to work were arranged to go to the sheep breeding base where giving birth to a child. Everyone was high in firewood and the business scale had also expanded many times.

Fang Mao cannot compare with Bazi Hu. The village is already poor and white. He gave birth to a child to give birth to a child. Now Bazi Hu has shown great sincerity to support having a child for breeding, Fang Mao is a little anxious.

The money in the village must not be paid much, but the lazy people at the village are unwilling to go to work. Fang Mao had no choice but to give humanistic care. To put it bluntly, he was playing the emotional card.

Fang Mao knew that Fang Yi was kind to having a child, and the person who gave birth value friendship, so once he had the chance, Fang Mao would definitely take Fang Yi to have a child together to get closer to the relationship.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, under the setting sun, Fang Youcai and Fang Yi walked into Fang Mao's house. At this time, lamb skewers had been grilled in the yard. Fang Mao's wife Zhao Cuixia volunteered to be the chef. Fang Youcai, Fang Mao, Shengzi and Fang Yi sat around the table next to her, drinking and eating.

Fang Anzhi, Fang Mao's son Fang Anxin, was three years younger than him. One of them was in junior high school and the other was in high school. He was very chatting. While standing next to the barbecue grill, he was eating the freshly grilled skewers while talking about various new terms with his mouth.

Although Zhao Cuixia couldn't get into the mouth, she was very happy to watch the guy chatting.

"You two eat slowly, don't burn it. There is juice there. An Xin, go and bring a few bottles of yogurt for your brother and bring a box for your uncle and grandpa. The yogurt can relieve greasiness." Zhao Cuixia greeted while busy with grilling skewers.

"Brother Mao, An Xin is about to take the college entrance examination?" Fang Yi swallowed the barbecue in his mouth and asked.

"There is one year left, this year's senior year. At his level, it's the same whether he takes the exam or not. He is thinking about eating and drinking all day long. It's more difficult to pick up a pen than to get a hoe. He asked him to review his homework at night. It takes less than ten minutes to find Zhou Gong. It would be strange if he can get into college.

Every time he took the exam, even his mother advised him: Child! If we know how to write, we should write. If we don’t know how to write, don’t write it randomly. If we copy someone’s name on our paper, it won’t ruin their reputation. Besides, the ones we bought are quite expensive. If we can, save a little, don’t waste it.” Fang Mao complained.

After listening, Fang Yi squirted out a sip of wine, and she was so happy that she almost got angry.
Chapter completed!