He Baozheng whipped He Changgui with a grudge. The bullwhip whipped his dog legs. The calf was where the force was applied. The whip was burning and painful. "The rabbit doesn't eat grass by the nest, so you have a idea!"

Changgui lowered his head and dared not speak.

"I'll ask you, my family Chunsheng, why did you coax him out, why did you come back alone?" He Baozheng would rather ignore the life and death of this slut, but Chunsheng is the only incense in their family. His ancestors are above him, and he dares to make a little surprise even if he dies.

"Chunsheng..." He Changgui's eyes were drifting, and he did not dare to look at his father-in-law.

He Baozheng is not worried about food and clothing now. The villagers who have money to make money in He Lu respect him to reach an unprecedented level. All the regrets in life are satisfied at this moment. The only thing he cares about is his son. He most hopes that his son will come back together and help him share the pressure of his career, rather than wanting this mischievous son-in-law to get involved. The career of the mosquito coil that Sanlang mentioned is for himself. He dare not have any ideas except the formula of the mosquito coil. As for whom he can still arrange it.

Changgui didn't want to tell the truth. The year when He Baozheng's daughter was big, he deceived Chunsheng and asked him to take all the valuable details in the family. The two of them originally planned to use the skills at hand to go to Bianjing or Su Yang to kill each other. I heard that people there were stupid money, and the gold dropped by the stupid sons of the rich family were everywhere. They were too lazy to even bend over and pick it up.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were originally little cheaters who had never seen the world in the countryside. They used these small and small Taoist charities that people in the countryside could not use. The little thousand gamblers who could not enter the prosperous casino at all. Once they entered other people's gambling stalls, the little tricks of the little tricks were already outdated. Others looked at the two fat sheep in the countryside and saw them shining, and they killed two people cleanly after a few rounds.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Changgen coaxed Chunsheng to stay, and left Chunsheng's burden, leaving him as a hostage in the gambling stage, and sold everyone else in disguise. He did it himself, and lived a wandering life, and stumbling to Xinghua to beg for it.

He wandered for several years, which hurt his brother-in-law Chunsheng, and squandered all the money from the two families. After he knew that he would not be ashamed to face his wife and daughter when he went home, and he could not face his father-in-law. He wanted to hang himself on a broken temple beam on the mountain and die. But the will of heaven was clear, and the beam in the temple had already rotten and could not bear his weight. It broke in a crack and made him dizzy.

If the heavens don’t destroy him, it’s better to live than to die, so he licked his face and came back. If he told his father-in-law about the story of "Shi Chunsheng", he would have to be whipped to death by He Baozheng today!

"I went out with Chunsheng back then. I didn't want to bet very much, so I wanted to do some small business with the small money at hand and go home in a glorious way. But who knew that Chunsheng was very gambled. He didn't count his own money, but he insisted on betting. He heard that there were thousands of good things in Bianjing, and he didn't weigh his own weight and said, "I went my separate ways without gambling. He threw two cents of money to me and then went to free himself. Later, I couldn't find him anymore."

He Changgui was very serious. When He Baozheng heard this, his son was as stubborn as a mule and could not even pull eight horses back. It was really possible that his son could do it.

The old man looked up at the sky and sighed, with tears in his eyes and helpless hands.

"I have insulted my ancestors!"

"Don't sigh anymore. I've been fooled by Chunsheng for a while. After suffering all these years, I've washed my hands and changed my past. From now on, I'll treat my wife well at home and don't do anything that hard work. My husband, always give me a chance to be a new person."

He Baozheng was so old that he didn't expect that his old age would be so sad. He didn't dare to bow his head and let his tears flow down. He just whispered: "Go back with me, oh yes, you paste all the paper for me, and I'll peel you off!"

He Changgui carried the paste jar and pasted all the yellow paper back intact, and then he drove He Baozheng's green cow to return to Fengshan with his father-in-law's car.

He and Wang are now calm. They do handicrafts with several women from Liangchuan's family in the ancestral hall every day. Their lives have never been as fulfilling and reassuring as they are now. They can have enough food and clothing, and they have not been looking for anything less. A group of women chatted about the trivialities of life, but they would not whisper to other parents.

Everyone originally thought that life in the future would be like this.

But the figure of the enemy came back. He stood in the yard with tears in his eyes. His hands slapped his man's chest with hatred, but he couldn't say a word, without blame or complaint. She thought it would be great that this useless unfaithful man died outside. She had torn her daughter up so she didn't have to come back to harm the family again!

Alas, but he is still back. Woman, who doesn’t expect a pillar in his home, it’s good if he comes back, and if he is not his daughter’s father after all, it’s good if he comes.

The women in the yard were also mixed with feelings, and they were happy for He's unfairness. They sat together to chat and chat, and they also knew the difficult sutra of the He family. But everyone knows that women's life is that only the suffering they swallow themselves are not a person who will blame men. The prodigal son will turn back and never change gold. No matter how bad a man is, he will be the backer of this woman.

He Baozheng didn't think so, "From the future, you will follow my daughter to make bamboo weaving. If you dare to reach out and gamble, I will take my daughter home. You will never have any relationship in the future!" He Baozheng said, "Now you are raising a family easily, why do you want this man?"

Liang Chuan came back from the mountain, why did he have so many innocent faces at home in the past few days? Then he looked at the faces of Lao He and his wife, and his daughter was covered in tears. What was the song about? He had just come down from the mountain and went to practice running again. Now he is used to barefoot, so he simply hangs cloth shoes on his shoulders, just like returning from the ground.

"Is this...?"

He Baozheng was a little difficult to speak, and Yi Niang helped him out and said, "Uncle He's son-in-law is back."

Oh! It was the gambling gambler who didn't gamble enough in Fengshan and tricked his brother-in-law into going out to gamble and wanted to make a fortune. Liang Chuan's eyes were as sharp as an arrow, looking at the son-in-law of the He family, with a look of deer-headed and rat-headed eyes on him.

When Liang Chuan looked over, the other person's eyes were floating and flickering, and he didn't dare to look directly at him. Liang Chuan snorted coldly in his heart. He was too familiar with this look. His professional experience in his previous life told him that there were only two kinds of people who would be afraid of their own eyes. One was a gambling ghost and the other was a drug addict!

"Old He congratulations! Why are you standing there? Why don't you take it home and have a good time together!" You are sad when you go back to your own home. What are you thinking about in my territory? There are so many things in the yard and you still have to work. Are you happy to see your "son-in-law" love?

Old He brought his wife and daughter home, and He Changgui followed behind like a stray dog. Soon, he came back. Liang Chuan was surprised that something was wrong with this old boy today.

He Bao, hated his son and said He Changgui again, heard that Liang Chuan was so embarrassed. Everyone swept the snow in front of the door, don’t worry about the frost on others. No matter how good the relationship is, you can’t talk about other people’s affairs, as it will eventually hurt your relationship. But his mosquito coils are convenient, and this kid knew his idea of ​​making mosquito coils. Grandma’s twenty-five taels of gold has not yet been obtained, so it cannot be futile.

"Old He will move this mosquito coil to your home in the future. Remember to keep the door well and prevent fire and theft!" Liang Chuan said to He Baozheng meaningfully. Since He Baozheng learned the preciousness of the mosquito coil formula, he also had the idea of ​​keeping secrets. However, Liang Chuan has to decide this matter. He is not easy to speak, and this son-in-law is full of bad water, and he is afraid of being bad for him.

Liang Chuan had dealt with too many gambling men in his previous life. The prodigal son turned around? Haha, he had never seen anyone who really didn't want to bet anymore, and who had the self-control and emotional intelligence, and his career had long been developed. The so-called prodigal son turned around was nothing more than watching people before and preparing for the next big bet.

There are more and more people around me, and the components of the team are becoming more and more mixed. There will be more people of all kinds in the future. What can be absorbed into their core circles, and whoever is enough to send a position. Liang Chuan must consider it carefully. If the people's hearts disperse, the team will be over. After finally pulling up the team to build a country, it cannot be ruined in vain.

He also felt that it was not worth it for He Baozheng. His intuition told him that his son's Chunsheng's affairs were definitely not as simple as what Changgui said. When the gambling interests are unevenly distributed, it is common to sell and report and take the blame. Those who are interested in this are mostly because of the interests. How many people value friendship?

A few days ago, the queen of bees went to the beehive to take a look. The bees at the entrance of the new beehive nest flew in and out. The black and yellow bumblebee were quick and ate with sweet honey. This time, the beehive was quite successful. The honey brewing work of the two beehives is very busy. Liang Chuan does not want to be quick and instant benefits. Although the beehives can be divided many times.

However, the more you divide, the more you will be, the reproductive ability of the bee colony will be reduced, which will be detrimental to the expansion of the population.

Now it is one-two. If there are signs of bee division, it will be much easier to divide it into two or three or four. In two years, you can divide several beehives into two parts. There are too many honey products and no sales channels. Don’t rush to get a beehive nectar. There are not many sources of honey, and there are also thirty kilograms of honey. The mountains are full of mountains and mountains, and the season will be the blooming litchi mountain fruits, so it is not a problem to pick fifty kilograms a year.

Liang Chuan's time running in the mountains was very slow, and every step left a mark on him, or less, in his heart. Every bit of pain I suffered today was prepared for the future. The forest was silent, the mountain wind was chatting, with the green pines, and the earth was accompanying.

Friends will become more and more familiar. Liang Chuan has been walking for more time and has faster speed. When he walks at a faster speed, he starts to trot. With more bruises, his eyes will gradually get better. He gradually adapts to the eyes and eyes that are watching all directions.

He also often went to the tea garden to see how the deadly tea he planted was like. Uncle He San took good care of it. The tea garden was even more refined than the self-cultivated fields of some lazy farmers. It was time to loosen the land and turn the ground and weed it, and add some manure, without any ambiguity.

Days passed day by day, and the sun in the sky was still so hot that it was life-threatening. The men in the village planted the ground and occasionally they were too busy to come to the Zheng family tenant farmers to borrow some water. The women made bamboo weaving under the ancestral hall trees, and were angry and excited. The desire for a better life floated in everyone's heart. Except for a few lazy people who let the light and shadows be ruined, most people were filled with happiness.
Chapter completed!