Siheyuan: This driver is too arrogant

Chapter 66 But I am a poor peasant of the eighth generation!

Author: Ming Yao Tianhuo

Chapter 66 But I am a poor peasant of the eighth generation!

"Look, let me tell you, we still have real old poor peasants here!"

Liu Weidong spoke sternly, "Uncle Morgen, Aunt Ayisi, and Uncle Senger, our friendship is a friendship, and our stance must be clear. Except for Garitu, an eight-generation old poor farmer, everyone else in our livestock farming area is a model!"

Get criticized!"

Now even the three leaders are paralyzed!

Are we going to be criticized too?

"Yes, of course. You were all once servants of Prince Bao. We workers must help you change your mind and become new people!"

He cleared his throat, "It's not enough to find Sarengaril alone. It won't achieve the effect at all!"

"Well, well, my family is considered a side branch of the Prince's Mansion, so it doesn't matter much..."

Senger hurriedly clarified the relationship, and Liu Weidong sneered, "The side branch is not a branch? On the contrary, the side branch has a bigger problem!"

Aunt Ayisi covered her mouth and smiled.

Now, it’s time to get angry!

I bother!

"Batch, approve, approve! Approval them all!" Mo Rigen saw that Senge was timid, and immediately slapped the table, "I firmly agree with Wei Dong's view. If you want to approve, approve them all, and everyone who was born before will be approved.

Don’t even think about escaping!”

Well……

Senger's face turned green!

What is this!

"The following is a show of hands. If you agree with my proposal, please raise your hands!"

Morigen and Ayisi raised their hands decisively, Liu Weidong also raised his hand, but Senger was the only one hesitant and undecided.

"Three to one!" Before Liu Weidong finished speaking, Senger also raised his hand, "I agree with Comrade Liu's opinion in principle!"

"Okay, unanimous vote passed!"

Liu Weidong was overjoyed. Five thousand years of struggle wisdom, mixing water with sand, confusing concepts to get through, and making things out of thin air are the main ones. I have just scratched the surface of these!

The next morning, the cattle and sheep at the Huangcaoling livestock breeding point were kept in pens and bleated with hunger. Except for the herdsmen who stayed in Xiawozi, the rest gathered in front of Morigen's yurt, and everyone consciously took a

Put on your hat.

Liu Weidong and the old madman Xia Ji were sitting at the table, surrounded by a group of children watching the fun.

"Let's begin!" Liu Weidong slapped the table and first ordered everyone to walk around the livestock spot to conduct self-examination and self-examination!

"The weather is going to change!" The old madman has lived for more than sixty years and has never seen this Western scene. He saw the big guys wearing newspaper hats with their heads lowered, as ashamed as a fox caught stealing a sheep.

With droopy eyebrows, he laughed happily.

"I promise Mr. Garitu that I will change my mind and be a new person in the future. Please supervise me..."

Little Princess was of course the first one. She stood in front of the old madman and expressed her determination as if she was reciting a text. The old madman grinned with missing front teeth and muttered, "It's so beautiful, the fairy has come down to earth..."

"Ahem!" Liu Weidong pinched the old madman's arm hard. Only then did the old madman remember what he was here to do. He hurriedly sat down, grinned, and stared at Little Gege with his two eyes. Suddenly he gave a hard squeeze

Clap your hands!

"good!"

"Passed, passed, next!"

"I thank the old madman..."

"Ahem! Comrade Morigen, pay attention to your wording!" Liu Weidong slammed the table, "You actually call an eight-generation poor peasant an old madman?"

"Wrong, wrong, I can't say it again!" Mo Rigen cleared his throat, "I promise Mr. Garitu that I will study every day to improve my personal taste and..."

"Okay!" The old madman clapped his hands and it was passed.

Aunt Ayisi and a group of women followed behind, all covering their mouths and laughing. This Liu Weidong, with his intervention, turned the serious event into a farce!

It's Senger's turn.

"Promise Grandpa Garitu that I will definitely..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu don't have fun..." Mr. Garitu suddenly started to make a fuss and lost his temper like a child, making Senge blush and have a thick neck!

This old man, why did he start making trouble when it was my turn? Do you think he doesn't like me?

"Old man, be obedient. It's almost over!" Liu Weidong had no choice but to take out two pieces of White Rabbit toffee and hand them to him. The old man ate the candy and grinned, "It's so sweet!"

"Sweet, be good and I'll give it to you two later!"

This farce lasted for an hour. By the time it was over, the cows and sheep were so hungry that their eyes were blue. The goats banged against the newly repaired wooden sheepfold. Uncle Morigen cursed angrily and yelled hello.

Let's go herd the sheep!

"Uncle Senger, are you still playing?" Liu Weidong and Senger sat on the grass and asked with a smile.

"Weidong, you are awesome, I'm convinced!" He gave a thumbs up, showing sincere admiration!

Liu Weidong has too many tricks up his sleeve. He is like an old sow wearing a bra - one after another. His ability to confuse right and wrong is hard to find on the grassland!

We really can’t beat such a high-level player!

"But Wei Dong, if the superiors send people down in the future, Sarengaril will still be involved!"

"Then it's not something you have to worry about!" Liu Weidong laughed, "I'm going to work at the hospital in the mining area. Why can't the superiors send someone to go to the mining area to arrest them?"

"That's true..." Senge's face darkened, "But she is hiding in the mining area hospital to enjoy her leisure time. What should we do? The boss wants a model!"

"Isn't that ready-made?" Liu Weidong pointed at the old madman Garitu sitting on the ground eating candy and laughed.

"But I am a poor farmer of eight generations..."

"Have you ever seen any eight-generation poor peasants talk about changing the sky? What kind of sky is changing? The sky of the grassland or..."

Senge was rendered speechless by Liu Weidong's barrage. He stared at the giggling old madman and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth!

"This old thing!"

(End of chapter)