The villagers of Dongwan Village are familiar with Maoxuan. Although they despise the enemy strategically, they value the enemy tactically.

Seeing the two patrolmen walking away, the villagers held a meeting on the spot to study the deployment and counterattack matters, and formed early warning teams, shoulder pole teams, hatchet teams, harpoon teams, musket teams and suicide teams.

Zhao Chenghai took the branch and drew a map on the ground and arranged troops. The senior high school master picked up a handful of stones and did a sand table deduction, which was serious.

After half an hour of research, everyone came up with a plan, and allocated personnel to specific positions, then they showed a smile of "deciding thousands of miles away in the planning and decisive victory" and each dispersed.

Song Jiacai turned defeat into victory, was proud and thanked the villagers, and turned around and went home.

Tieqiao frowned at the door of his house. Seeing Song Jiacai's appearance, he asked, "Why are you fighting with someone again?"

Bang!

Song Jiacai slapped Tieqiao in the face and scolded: "What's wrong with the fight? I fight with others in order to support my family! I don't fight, you drink the northwest wind every day!"

Tieqiao's skin was white and he was slapped, and bright red fingerprints immediately appeared on his face.

However, Tieqiao did not cry, but just sneered: "Supporting a family? The most useless thing in Dongwan Village is you! Smoking, drinking, gambling, and stealing fish if you don't have money to spend. You really know how to support your family!"

"Bitch, what did you say!" Song Jiacai's self-esteem was trampled on, and he rose from his heart, grabbed Tieqiao's hair and punched and kicked.

"Beast, what's the point of beating a woman?" Tieqiao was also angry and waved his hand to scratch a few blood marks on Song Jiacai's face.

"Do you dare to fight back? I will kill you today!" Song Jiacai was even more crazy, taking out the power of fighting the patrolman just now and teaching his wife a lesson.

When the villagers heard the noise of fighting, they rushed to watch.

So, the fun-watching spot moved from the road behind Zhenhua's house to Song Jiacai's door.

The kind women in the village stepped forward and pulled them.

However, Tieqiao and Song Jiacai were holding each other's hair, and it was difficult to pull it apart for a while.

Song Rengui was working in Dayaozhuang today, clamoring for others. He heard the news and kicked Song Jiacai in the stomach, cursing: "Beast, you're hitting the iron bridge again!"

Song Jiacai was kicked so hard that he let go of the iron bridge, slapped his uncle in the face, and cursed: "I'm going to hit my wife, it's nothing to do with you? Who is she? If I hit her, why should you protect me?"

Song Rengui covered his face and shouted, "You turtle grandson, you finally got a wife, but you still look like you can't stand the mud! Tieqiao... is my goddaughter. From now on, if you dare to hit her again, I will fight you!"

"Fuck, when will Tieqiao become your goddaughter?" Song Jiacai cursed.

"I, I, I..." Lao Mazi was excited and suddenly pounced, knelt down at Tieqiao, shouting: "I will recognize her as my goddaughter now, and from now on, Tieqiao will be my daughter!"

In an instant, the audience was silent.

Song Jiacai was stunned, Tieqiao was stunned, and the villagers were even more stunned.

Lao Mazi knelt at Tieqiao, is he accepting his goddaughter or his godmother?

This kind of operation is not even on ancient books or TV, right?

Song Jiacai was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "The old guy is crazy, crazy! He was crazy after drinking a few cups of cat pee at noon, and he was crazy, hahaha!"

The villagers couldn't help but laughed.

Only then did Song Rengui realize that the procedure was wrong, he blushed and got up, took out a kitchen knife from the room, waved and shouted: "No matter what, Tieqiao is my daughter. Song Jiacai, you are a dog, try to hit her again!"

The villagers hurriedly snatched Lao Mazi's kitchen knife, came to appease Tieqiao, and criticized Song Jiacai.

Just so happened that Song Jiacai's son Song Lixin was also awakened and cried loudly in the room.

Tieqiao wiped his tears, turned around and picked up his son, trembling in his arms, coaxing...

Zhenhua happened to have a class break. He came over to inquire about the situation. When he saw Tieqiao's appearance, he couldn't help but sigh. It's a pity that it fell into the hands of the bastard Song Jiacai. This damn Qi Lei, it's a sin!

The villagers gradually dispersed, but they were still talking on the road. When they talked about Song Rengui's acceptance of his daughter, they couldn't help laughing.

After dinner, Zhenhua and Yilan sat on the bed watching TV and talked about this.

Zhenhua said: "Why is Lao Mazi so stupid? He recognizes Tieqiao as his goddaughter, but kneels towards Tieqiao? Is this... Alzheimer's disease?"

Yilan was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Maybe Lao Mazi had an indescribable feeling for Tieqiao. When he saw Tieqiao being beaten too badly, he became confused..."

Zhenhua frowned and thought for a while, sighed, "There is also a possibility... After all, Song Rengui has never had a woman in his life, and it is difficult to say that he has some feelings for Tieqiao that he dare not say. Alas, after all, it is all the evils that he is a bastard Qi Lei!"

Yilan suddenly smiled, looked at Zhenhua, and asked, "Why don't you want to bring Tieqiao to you as Qi Lei? If Tieqiao follows you, I think she will be very happy."

"Go and go, it's a marriage that will never break up. We are destined. Even if I wanted Tieqiao, I would still divorce and marry you in the future!" Zhenhua said with a smile.

"I still want to marry me after divorce? It's almost the same to marry an 80-year-old lady!" Yilan rolled her eyes.

"Yes, I'm divorced. When I'm eighty years old, I'll marry you, the 80-year-old lady. In short, you still can't escape my clutches!" Zhenhua smiled, turned off the lights and TV, and showed the clutches...

Happy times always pass quickly, and it is the end of the year again in the blink of an eye.

Zhenhua recalled the days of this year and felt that he had changed a lot, and the village had also changed a lot.

More and more people are going out to work. It used to be difficult to work, but now it is much easier.

Those who cannot go out to work basically use their own advantages to do a small business on the spot.

For example, Zhao Chengquan, the cousin next door, started making malt sugar, and went to market in the market, but went to the countryside, and sold everywhere. There were also people making noodles in the village, those who went out to make breakfast, and those who bought tricycles for transportation... In short, people's minds changed. Except for Song Jiacai, everyone began to think about making money.

Zheng Huailiang's feed store has been open for more than a month and has a good business.

The village secretary of Dongwan Village is the former sponsor accountant Ge Shoudao.

The first thing Ge Shoudao did when he took office was to spend all day in the office of the township leader Gong Wei, and asked Gong Wei to give the office of Dongwan Village. Without an office, Ge Shoudao said that he could not work and all the work could not be carried out.

Gong Wei was so entangled by Ge Shoudao that he had no choice but to agree to a solution after the New Year.

Although everyone is making money, the most profitable one is Qi Lei, who is working hard outside.
Chapter completed!