As winter begins, let alone people who go to the market to warm up their bodies by eating noodles, most of the workers in the factory no longer bring food. Instead of bringing a lunch box with frozen ice chips, it is better to buy food to save trouble. A meal is not expensive and can still eat enough. Workers are worried about the price increase, and only after Wu Daguang's repeated guarantees are relieved.

After going to the market to deliver food, I finished my work, and had already fully grasped Wu Daguang's strength. When I got home, I didn't want to do anything. I lay softly on the kang, just wanting to lie down like this.

Xinghua was very well-behaved. She didn't want to say a word when she saw her father being tired. She ran out of the yard and pulled out a few firewood piles in the corner of the wall and carried them into the room. She lit the matches with her little hand and lit them three or four times before lit the firewood. When she put the firewood into the stove, she had already learned to make fires.

There is food prepared early at home. I scoop a scoop of water from the water tank and put it in the pot, put it on the steaming partition, put the cakes made by my father on the steaming partition, cover it with a lid, and then sit honestly beside the stove and add fire.

When the white air came out of the lid of the pot, the apricot blossoms would no longer add to the fire. These were all the things that my grandmother taught her a few days before leaving.

She didn't dare to uncover the lid of the pot. She became vigilant about the heat of the pot after burning it once. Every time she waited for the temperature to drop and then moved, and this time was no exception.

When the temperature dropped, Xinghua opened the lid of the pot, brought a bowl, inserted the cake into the play with chopsticks, and happily carried the bowl into the house.

Just like the first time they met, Xinghua placed the bowl on the edge of the kang and greeted her father for dinner: "Didn't Dad be hungry? Xinghua heated pancakes for her father."

Wu Daguang's reaction was not the same as the first time. He heard the sound of Xinghua slightly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the steaming pancakes in the bowl.

Wu Daguang stood up, took a bowl and took a bite of the cake. He ate it with one bite and had mixed feelings. After he was reborn, he was too difficult. He initially thought that apricot blossoms were his burden, but he didn't expect that now it has evolved into motivation and he also ate the meal made by a four-year-old child.

Xinghua looked at her father's delicious food and grinned. Although she was a little stupid, she still had a crooked braid, but she still couldn't stop the aura that her peers did not have.

Halfway through the meal, Wu Daguang remembered Er Laizi and asked, "Did Er Lai come here?"

Er Laizi is an elder, so he opens his mouth and calls Er Laizi. Isn’t it a mess of Xinghua? But Er Laizi’s full name is Zhang Er Lai, and he can only add the word “Uncle” after Er Lai.

"Uncle Er Lai has never been here." Xinghua answered cheerfully.

Wu Daguang thought about why Erlaizi didn't come. He thought the weather was cold. His house with air leakage was better than going out to bask in the sun in the middle of winter.

Just as I was guessing, the loudspeaker in the village started to broadcast intermittently.

"If each villager asks one person to go to the brigade for a meeting, it is best to be in charge of the business. If each villager asks one person to go to the brigade for a meeting, it is best to be in charge of the business..."

People in groups of three or three on the street went out.

"What happened?"

"I don't know if it's a hair subsidy."

"The village chief had a quarrel with the big speaker."

While chatting, these chatterers walked towards the brigade. When they saw Wu Daguang, they took the initiative to greet him: "Daguang, you are walking in the town and you know a lot of news. Do you know what happened to our village?"

"I haven't heard of any big news, it should be something else." Wu Daguang responded.

Villagers gathered in groups of three or five to the brigade.

In the brigade's yard, three chairs were placed alone, and the village chief sat on one of the chairs. The villagers who came early were tactful and didn't go to sit on the chairs.

The villagers were almost gathered, and Wu Daguang was also hanging among the villagers and chatting.

As a status in the village, Liu Butcher Liu always likes to appear as a finale. He imitates the local rich man in group movies in the town, holds a small teapot in his hand, and drinks tea leisurely. However, his mouth, which is used to eating lard, does not allow him to adapt to the taste of tea that is bitter first and then sweet, and he has long since replaced it with brown sugar water.

"Oh, everyone has arrived, what's wrong?" Butcher Liu happily walked through the villagers and went straight to the chair. He didn't expect it at all.

The village chief looked at the villagers who came and said that they had almost arrived, but there was still someone missing the chairs around him.

"Why haven't Wu Daguang come yet? Didn't you call him when you came?" The village chief suddenly said about Wu Daguang.

Wu Daguang was shocked in the crowd and thought that the village chief called him. Could it be that what happened today had something to do with him?

"Here, come, I'm here long ago." Wu Daguang squeezed out of the crowd and appeared in front of the village chief.

The village chief smiled at Wu Daguang for the first time. It was hard to believe that the smile appeared on the wrinkled old face. What he said then made Wu Daguang flatter.

The village chief patted the chair next to him, "Da Guang came here to sit down for a meeting."

What, I heard it right, let myself sit next to him. In my memory, the village meeting was held, and only the village chief and Butcher Liu could sit. That person symbolized the status of the village.

"What's wrong with Daguang? Come and sit down for a meeting." The village chief reminded him when he saw Wu Daguang looking at the chair.

"Oh...oh." Wu Daguang responded and sat next to the village chief.

When the village chief saw Wu Daguang sitting down, he began to express his purpose.

"The Erlaizi from our village went to a household in Shangwa Village ten days ago and stole a chicken. Yesterday afternoon, Erlaizi was arrested by the people from Shangwa Village. Shangwa Village considered the mischief Erlaizi had done over the years and asked us to pay 150 yuan." The village chief pointed to an inconspicuous young man standing aside: "Now, he was sent by Shangwa Village. Shangwa Village is waiting for us to send a letter."

Wu Daguang finally knew the reason why Er Laizi did not appear, and it turned out that he was arrested.

The villagers below talked.

"We didn't eat it."

"No, Er Lai Zi eats chickens and dogs today, and we always wipe his butts."

"We didn't even see a chicken feather, so we paid for it. Shangwa Village thought it was so beautiful."

"The second lazi deserves it, and he deserves it."

Wu Daguang didn't say anything and didn't refute it. The villagers were right. Erlaizi was just like this. He just took it upon himself. Besides, Erlaizi was barefoot, so why are they afraid of wearing shoes? It's not an old society now. How can they do Erlaizi?

After chatting, the villagers unanimously stated that they would not pay.

Butcher Liu crossed his legs on the chair, holding a teapot in his mouth, and snorted suddenly. As a pig slaughter, his voice was much higher than that of ordinary people. The villagers stopped and talked habitually, waiting for Butcher Liu to speak.

"Er Laizi is a gangster. What does it have to do with us? According to Shangwa Village, if Er Laizi steals a chicken, we will pay the money in Xiawa Village? If Er Laizi stabs someone to death in Shangwa Village, we will have to pay our lives."

"You are right, we are us, and Er Laizi is Er Laizi."
Chapter completed!