You may not show respect to Mrs. Zhang, or you may not take the Sun family seriously, but you must not take what the party secretary said as fart.

So as to whether Sun Jianguo really committed a crime and what he committed, at least no one dared to mention it at today's dinner table.

It’s just that the feast that continues has become dull and boring, and it is no longer lively and casual as before.

After the meal, it was completely dark, and the women took over to clear away the leftovers on the table. All the remaining bones on the table were thrown out for the village dogs to fight for.

Some people were already drunk and were being sent home to sober up. Wang Baoku, the party secretary, was also persuaded to drink a lot, and now he was already lying on his hot kang and snoring.

Lin Ze played cards with several young people in the village and listened to them bragging about their romantic histories in the city. Although their lies were full of holes, Lin Ze just laughed them off.

Previously, the young guys were a little bit follow Lin Ze's lead. After all, he had really appeared in the newspaper, with black and white text and photos, so it couldn't be fake. But the hero is too low-key. Whenever everyone wants him to talk about these earth-shattering things

When he told the story, he was like an old monk in trance, smiling and shaking his head: "The newspapers exaggerated a bit, and it was the police comrades who came in time to rescue us."

The boys always showed courtesy to him several times, and gradually everyone stopped taking him seriously.

In the evening, everyone arranged stools in rows and gathered around two TVs to watch the news.

In addition to Lin Ze’s new TV, party secretary Wang Baoku brought over his old TV.

"Those behind us can't really see the light when there are so many people. Now we, the first one and the last one, can see clearly."

The villagers were very grateful to the branch secretary for his generosity and caring for the people, and they cheered. However, after all, his TV had been used for several years, there were always snowflakes, and the signal was not good, so the square auditorium was originally set up.

Gradually, the crowd formed an irregular fan-shaped queue sitting around Lin Ze's new TV. Some people even stood up at every opportunity to block the view of others, so the originally harmonious viewing table became noisy.

The expression on the Party Secretary's face was certainly not good-looking. He coughed every two minutes, but everyone stared at the villain on the TV with their eyes open and listened carefully. They were so selfless that no one could remember.

Who is he with what identity?

Wang Baoku walked around the auditorium with his hands behind his back, like an actor appearing on stage, but his appearance was to remind everyone: I, the head of a village, don’t have a place to sit!

But everyone only saw the four hosts coming out of the TV. They always felt that there was a dark shadow with a stooped waist, dangling around very unsightly. They had to keep twisting their upper bodies to find angles, just like grass on the wall.

The wind fell.

In the dimness, everyone couldn't see clearly, and someone shouted impatiently: "Who is it? You are so blind, why are you wandering around like this? Don't let people watch TV!"

Wang Baoku's face suddenly became angry, and he looked as angry as a toad in a pond. Feeling bored and losing face, he asked his family to move his TV away, and strode home.
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Ever since Lin Ze's TV set on New Year's Eve was inferior to his own, he had become heartbroken. Every time he saw Lao Lin, he would always say sourly: "Your son bought you such a good big TV. Why don't you leave it at home?"

Look, why do you always come out and wander around?"

Lao Lin thought the village chief wanted to go to his house to watch TV, so he asked with a smile: "Secretary, your TV hasn't been repaired yet? Why don't you come to my house to watch the news in the evening? My TV doesn't have snowflakes."

Wang Baoku's nose was almost crooked with anger and his lips were trembling. You old bastard, are you trying to make me angry? You are the only one who has a son. If your son is capable, your son will buy you a big TV. What big business does your son do?

, you can get a bigger TV in a few months, don’t worry, sooner or later, if you get too loud, you might cause some trouble, when the time comes, you’ll beg me with your tail between your legs.

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel that he had won, and he felt much better. He threw his head back with a groan and walked away. Lao Lin was not a roundworm in the belly of the branch secretary, so how could he know what he was thinking. He rubbed his frozen red nose and said,

He left humming a little tune.

The villagers who had watched the wonderful performance of the Spring Festival Gala that night were satisfied, full of praise, and full of praise. So throughout the first month, the Lin family was the most popular family in the village, and the doorstep of his house was visited by villagers who had relived the Spring Festival Gala.

Broken.

The popularity of the Spring Festival Gala naturally covered up the rumor that Sun Jianguo had committed a crime. Now almost everyone in the village hums a few lines of Li Guyi's "Nostalgia":

Your voice, your singing

Forever imprinted in my heart

Although yesterday has disappeared, it is difficult to meet again

How can I forget your deep affection?

Although yesterday has disappeared, it is difficult to meet again

How can I forget your deep affection?

My love, my sweet dream

Stay in your arms forever

Tomorrow is coming

But it’s rare to meet you

Only the wind

Send me a piece of affection

When this song was first released, there was still a lot of criticism, but on New Year's Eve, many viewers called to request to listen to this song.

"Nostalgic Love" is different from the previous passionate and high-pitched songs. It is softly spoken and full of affection. Soon all the girls and wives in the village will be humming it.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, people with good conditions in the village go to the countryside and the Forestry Bureau to visit shopping malls and eat out in restaurants.

Lin Ze took his parents to the Liuhe Forestry Bureau and went straight to the most expensive department store to buy two sets of high-end fabric clothes for each of his parents. Lin Ze's mother was so frightened when she saw the price on the label that she didn't even dare to try it on.

When the salesperson saw her dress, she just regarded her as an ordinary old rural lady and ignored her. Seeing her reaching out her trembling old hands covered with calluses to touch the clothes with a price tag of hundreds, she stretched out her proud arms.

She held back her hands that were as dry as tree branches, with a hint of disdain on her cold face: "Don't touch it if you don't want to buy it."

Lin Ze saw his mother's originally bright eyes dimmed, her trembling hands carefully lowered, and she kept apologizing.

"I came from the country and I don't know the rules in your city. My dear, don't be angry."

The salesperson snorted, and although he didn't give in, he also refused to show mercy.

Lin Ze felt angry, grabbed the piece of clothing and handed it to his mother: "Mom, go try it on. The United Nations does not stipulate that you are not allowed to try on clothes."

The salesperson stared at Lin Ze with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, and Lin Ze looked back with the same look.

"Oh, son, these clothes are so expensive, they are enough for our family's salary for a year!"

Seeing the contemptuous expression in the salesperson's mouth, Lin Ze deliberately raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "It's almost noon. After buying clothes, we have to go to Liuhe Restaurant for dinner!"

Liuhe Hotel is the largest and most upscale hotel in Liuhe. Just when the salesman was about to retort sarcastically, he lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and suddenly his mouth opened wide.

Because she recognized the watch on Lin Ze's wrist. It was an Oriental Double Lion worth more than a thousand dollars, and she dreamed of getting one.

"Auntie, your son is so filial. Let me tell you, this dress is exactly the same as that of the movie star Liu Xiao. You should watch the Spring Festival Gala this year. The red shirt she is wearing is made of this material. I will help you take it off and try it on.

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Chapter completed!