Chapter one hundred and seventy-two is just a mother
"What's going on? We were having a good conversation just now, why did we start fighting?" Although the second aunt also kicked Dong Fengshan just now, she didn't know what happened.
Anyway, if you have trouble with the Dong family, as a member of the Zhang family, if you don't help, you will be looked down upon.
"Second Aunt, just now Dong Fengshan wanted to open a furniture factory in our village." Zhang Junping stopped calling him Uncle Dong now. Since he had turned against him, he just called him by his first name.
"I heard it, is that a good thing?"
"Well! Whatever you say, opening a furniture factory is a good idea, and I support it!
However, he, Dong Fengshan, fooled me into thinking I was a fool.
A set of furniture costs only more than 100 yuan and less than 200 yuan at most, and he actually wanted to sell it to me for 800 yuan."
Now that I talk about it, Zhang Junping still feels funny and angry.
"Ah?! That's too shady, isn't it? Selling something that costs less than two hundred yuan to Pingzi for eight hundred?
If I had known, I would have kicked him twice more just now." The second aunt yelled.
"Damn it, Dong Fengshan brewed it. This is too bullying! Don't be afraid, Pingzi. I will go back and call your third uncle, your brother and the others!" said the third aunt, and turned around to call for someone.
"Yes, we can't let it end like this. Why are you bullying no one in our Zhang family?
Pingzi, I'm going to call your second uncle and Xiao Hai and the others right now!" The second aunt also turned around and called for someone indignantly.
After a while, everyone in the family left and ran home to call for help.
No matter what, you need to greet everyone first so that you won't suffer a loss.
"Hingzi, actually, I don't think this matter can't be discussed. If you sell a set of furniture for one thousand, let the team make more money..."
"Fuck the shit you brewed! Damn it, Zhang Yingyao, why should my son suffer?
He is stealing your son's business, do you know?
Let the team make more money. Can the team buy you leather clothes or Moutai?
And this cigarette pouch was made by your son himself. Your elbows are turned outward, so you don’t get embarrassed while smoking?" The mother became more and more angry as she spoke. She grabbed the cigarette rod and broke it with a snap.
"I asked you to suck it, Zhang Yingyao, damn, you brewed it, I'm going to suck you, you idiot!"
Get out of here and go live with your production team!" After saying that, he grabbed Zhang Yingyao's clothes and dragged him outside.
My mother worked hard all year round and was very strong. My father was dragged out of the house by my mother.
Zhang Junping was shocked by his mother's fierceness.
My heart is full of emotions.
Although my mother is a bit shrewd and looks like a shrew, her shrewdness is all for herself.
Women are naturally weak, but mothers are strong.
"Mom, please calm down. I am honest and don't understand the situation, so I was fooled by Dong Fengshan." Zhang Junping quickly hugged his mother and persuaded her softly.
"Mom, don't be angry!" The younger sister also pulled on her mother's clothes and cried.
"Mom..." The second and third eldest children also wanted to persuade, but they were young after all and didn't know how to persuade others. After calling out, they didn't know what to say.
"It's okay, Mom. If I'm not angry with others, I'm just angry with you. Da is a useless production team leader. He doesn't get any benefits. He makes money every year. He is devoted to his business. I admit it. Who asked me to marry such a man?
It's better now. I still want to give the boss's business to the team, but I'm not done with him!" His mother leaned on Zhang Junping's arms and said fiercely with tears in her eyes.
"Mom, don't be angry, we didn't suffer any loss! I don't want to give my business to anyone," Zhang Junping advised softly.
He really didn't expect that on his first day back, right after the village party had finished, there would be such a fuss.
My impression of Dong Fengshan was extremely bad.
Just because of him, I can't live well this year.
Not long after, Zhang Junping's grandparents heard the news and rushed over.
Immediately afterwards, several elders, uncles, and brothers of the family also rushed to Zhang Junping's house.
It didn't take much, and there were thirty or forty people in the family.
There were people coming over one after another from behind.
When Zhang Junping explained the whole story clearly, he naturally started to curse again.
"Caota Niang is bullying our Zhang family. If he dares to do it again, I will beat him to death!"
"The copycat, go to Dong's house and ask if there is anyone who bullies people like this?"
"Yes, what's wrong with the copycat guy and bullying no one in the Zhang family?"
There were a few hot-blooded young people who directly shouted at the copycats to go to the Dong family to settle the accounts.
In this era, there was nothing to do in the winter. These young people who were not yet married spent all day long apart from eating and sleeping, playing cards, and gathering to fight with neighboring villages.
When I heard that my brothers were bullied by the Dong family, my first reaction was excitement.
Clan war!
I had only heard of it before but never experienced it, but now I can finally experience it once.
Everyone's faces were red with excitement and their voices were shouting extremely loudly.
"Shut up, everyone!
Everyone knows how to fight. Can fighting solve the problem?" The clan leader shouted loudly. After everyone stopped shouting, he ordered the third brother who was following him: "Third son, when you go to Dong's house, just tell me what I said.
Yes, let Dong Changhe from the Dong family come over and give me an explanation!"
Dong Changhe is the elder of the Dong family.
The person elected by the patriarch of the clan is the oldest person in the family. Although he is not necessarily the oldest, he must be the one with the highest prestige.
The patriarch of the Zhang family is Zhang Junping’s second grandfather.
There is a very interesting thing. His father is the third youngest of his generation, his grandfather is also the third youngest of his generation, and his grandfather is also the third youngest of his generation.
"Pingzi, don't worry, the second master will make the decision for you. No one can bully our Zhang family."
"Thank you, Master!
I don’t object to bringing everyone together to make money, and that’s what I’ve always done.
However, if I treat you to a meal, you can’t even take away my pot!
Then he said he was doing me a favor and saved me firewood, and finally he said no thank you.
You can't be so shameless as a human being, right?
That is to say, Dong Fengshan is older. If he had been someone else, I would have slapped him away."
"Pingzi, don't worry, we will take care of this matter, and we won't be afraid even if it goes to the end of the world!
If Dong Fengshan dares to come, let’s see if I don’t smash his head!” the second master said with a smile.
While Zhang Junping was talking to the second grandfather, the yard was already full of people.
There are still many people who cannot come in and can only stand outside.
This moved Zhang Junping very much, this is the family!
A family's ability to thrive for a long time depends on this kind of unity.
In terms of clan concept, northerners are much worse than southerners.
The clan concept of southerners is powerful.
"Let me tell you, Zhang Laoer, how big of a deal is it to have such a big battle?" A fat old man walked in with a smile.
"Dong Laosi, then your child has not been bullied!
Our Zhang family are timid and dare not say a word when being bullied, so we can only call in more people to strengthen our courage." Second Grandpa retorted.