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Chapter 30 I really thought it was a soft persimmon

Fang Ning felt at ease these days, and he thought that the village chief was not moved by this batch of supplies, or that he had been a cadre for several years, had a high vision, and he still looked down on these things, so he breathed a sigh of relief. This is the best, and it is best not to have conflicts with the village elders. After all, the village chief has been in the village for so many years, and the connections alone are not comparable to Fang Ning's family.

Of course, this does not mean that Fang Ning's family is afraid of the village chief's family, a small village cadre, and Fang Ning really looks down on him.

It's best to be at peace.

A summer vacation has passed, and Fang Ning has grown a little taller. He stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, grinning, and occasionally waved his little arms and legs to see if the lines of Hong's biceps are full. Unfortunately, although he has grown taller, his body is still a shriveled little bean sprout.

Thinking of the uncle who was wearing a white vest in his beer belly in his later years in his thirties, and looking at the beautiful and handsome man in the mirror, he suddenly felt like he was unable to go back.

His fluffy and soft head covered his eyebrows and eyes. He raised his head and the sunlight outside the door just jumped in the light and shadow. The white-cold particles flashed like a floating light. In this short moment, he actually felt like he was a different world, and he seemed to be close at hand.

But he was just a little lost and soon fell from his memories.

It's better to be young!

There are also plenty of time to squander, do what you want to do, fantasize about an unreachable future all day long, and have unrealistic daydreaming.

More importantly, no one around me has grown old and has a young heart.

Thinking of this, Fang Ning couldn't help but feel excited. The meaning of rebirth should not be focused on small things, but should be able to do something big, do what he wants to do, realize wealth freedom while dominating everything, mastering life, rather than being mastered by life.

Confident life for three hundred years will be able to hit water for three thousand miles!

There will be bread, milk, everything will be there, good days and good times will come soon.

However, Fang Ning's dream has not been long before, and a guest will arrive.

Village chief Fang Hanmin had a warm smile on his face and was a guest at Fang Ning's house.

He rarely comes to Fang Ning's house, and he still vaguely remembers that it was not like this when he came here a few months ago. There was only a dilapidated old house and a sparse floor. Because of the high terrain, only Fang Quanfang's household was home, and he had no relatives on weekdays. In addition, Fang Quanfang's personality was a little silent, rarely dealing with people, and even fewer friends were pitiful.

But he didn't expect that after Fang Ning's family arrived, the family would undergo earth-shaking changes.

Fang Jiefang, who seemed honest and honest, had such ability to turn an originally dilapidated old house into a quiet country villa. When people who don’t know the details came, they thought it was an official or a rich man who built it privately in the countryside.

However, now it is not a time of random thoughts. He rarely walks around Fang Ning's family on weekdays. Of course, he came here for purpose today.

Fang Hanmin has always been scheming, so he praised a few good words about this house, but he just didn't talk about the main topic.

Fang Jiefang was originally calm and saw what he wanted to do. But he didn't talk about the topic and felt a little impatient. After all, there were still a bunch of bamboo baskets waiting to weave them on his own, so how could he have time to accompany him?

After a few cups of tea, Fang Jiefang asked the village chief what was wrong with him. In fact, everyone knew it well, but it was not provoked.

Sure enough, Fang Hanmin hugged you and said, "Can you sell half of your emergency supplies to me? It's not for nothing. I'll pay you the original price."

Fang Jiefang was honest and honest. He did not turn his back immediately. Instead, he put his hand on the table and knocked it twice, and said carefully, "Why did you buy it yourself? There are nearly two months left before winter, which is enough for you to spend a lot of time to prepare."

He didn't say it explicitly, but the subtext was almost the same. It was impossible for him to sell this thing. After all, it took so much effort to get it. It was not only a matter of money, but also a relationship.

Of course, Fang Hanmin also knew that there was still time for him to do it, but this was not something that could be explained in just one sentence or two sentences. They had already taken the lead in purchasing relief supplies. He had already used the excuses, so he could not use them again. Moreover, there were also so many times. The frequent purchase of supplies fell into the eyes of those who are interested. Just checking them carefully, you will know what it was. It is not so easy to explain it clearly.

He was also wondering how to get these two-track prescription drugs such as antibiotics from the pharmacy.

This requires some connections. He has tried it before. In the slightly famous pharmacy in the county, you had to get prescription drugs, but don’t get prescriptions? Sorry, you can only go to another house to check it out, let alone come back with so many antibiotics.

He had a little obscure understanding, even a person like Fang Jiefang who seemed honest and honest was unfathomable.

Who doesn’t have many relationships these days?

I really think that the villagers who are isolated from the world in the village are all from mud legs...

Fang Hanmin saw that Fang Jiefang was tepid and even if the mouse pulled the turtle, he could only sigh. It was just embarrassing to stay here. It would be better to go back and find a way.

After Fang Ning sent the village chief away, he held his arms in his arms and stood on the hillside in deep thought. After all, he was still the honest man he was in normal times. He was too deceptive. Everyone thought he was easy to bully and could step on it. A gentleman bullied him, but it was not this kind of fooling around. To put it bluntly, his grandfather was not domineering enough and he was afraid of offending others when dealing with things.

Fortunately, grandpa does not have the indecisive personality like his younger master, which is the most terrifying thing.

Because he is low-key and does not want to cause trouble, it further encourages others to be arrogant. Even monsters and monsters are coming. He really thinks that his family is a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will.

In the sun shining brightly, Fang Ning smiled, but his expression could not hide his coldness.

He is lazy and yearns for sunshine and leisurely life. He rarely uses conspiracies, but it does not mean that he is a pedantic person.

You can be a gentleman, but you cannot be without a bottom line.

If you keep your head shut and swallow your anger, then people just think you are easy to bully, just like some foreign monkeys are bullying the country, and they only dare to scold them but not dare to draw the sword. Such a great country has also lost the arrogance and dignity that a country should have.

For Fang Ning, his family is his bottom line and principle. Once touched, they will either die or be injured.

Fang Hanmin, who had already walked away, didn't know what Fang Ning was planning in his heart. If he knew, he would definitely get cold on his back.

The King of Hell is easy to mess with, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with!
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