Chapter 1272: Corrupt little broken car, riding alone to protect your innocence

When I heard what Huiqin said.

Wu Yuan and the three elders immediately smiled like their aunts.

“Then what are you waiting for? Take it home quickly!” Wu Yuan urged.

The three elders behind him also raised their hands and said: "Go, go."

Huang Haiyang hurriedly followed Xu Huiqin, who turned around and walked away, several meters away.

Then he turned around and said, "Brother-in-law, I will go to your house for dinner later."

Wu Yuan smiled and scolded: "Are you ordering Huiqin? If you send a gift to your door, will my father-in-law not let you have a meal in the future?"

Huang Haiyang smiled heartlessly and said, "Then I'll go to your house to eat at night."

Wait until the two children were gone.

Then Party Secretary Yang turned around and teased Lao Xu: "Why don't you go and have a look? What if your fourth son is stupid again and you really don't leave anyone to eat?"

Lao Xu stared at him: "Is he blind? He doesn't even have the ability to see?"

Accountant Li also added insult to injury and said, "Anyway, your fourth son's eyesight is really not very good."

At this point, Party Secretary Yang and Accountant Li have reached a consensus.

In the end, Wu Yuan changed the subject and said, "Why didn't you see Director Zhao?"

"We're playing cards in the warehouse!" Accountant Li responded first, "The militiamen we lead are all carrying guns, so we can't just come out and wander around."

Wu Yuan thought to himself, I'm afraid this gun won't last long.

Leaving the village, I was worried that it would be difficult to carry the crayfish and the three-finger-thick eel.

A white Santana stopped beside me.

With the car window rolled down, Ma Xiaoxiao and Ma Guanghui competed to call each other ‘uncle’.

Wu Yuan lowered his head and said, "Oh, my eldest nephew and eldest niece are here?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to his sister-in-law and said, "Where is Principal Ma?"

Sister-in-law Yang Chenyu immediately snorted with a hint of coolness and a hint of sneer: "He, Principal Ma, is such a noble person, how can he ride in a rotten little car like mine?"

Wu Yuan smacked his lips, so there was no need to ask this question.

Immediately I pricked the eel and crayfish, put them in the trunk, and then got into the passenger seat.

As a result, as soon as he got into the passenger seat, Yang Chenyu couldn't even drive anymore.

Well, the gravel roads in this village are not wide to begin with, and they are higher in the middle and lower on both sides.

Yang Chenyu swung his hand, and Wu Yuan and the two children in the back row were knocked up and down.

Wu Yuan grabbed the handle above his head with one hand and said, "Why are you panicking?"

Yang Chenyu gritted his teeth and denied: "I'm not panicking! It's just that the road is too rough."

Ah, yes, yes, yes.

The car doesn’t drive well, it’s just because the road is uneven.

Thanks to this, the distance from the village back to Wu's small building is only a few hundred meters, but it's not that far.

Wu Yuan's heart wandered away for a while, and he was home.

When the car stopped, Wu Yuan couldn't wait to push the door and get out of the car, but was overtaken by Ma Xiaoxiao and Ma Guanghui.

The yard is already filled with the fragrance of steamed mugwort.

With a hint of egg and cooked garlic.

Ma Xiaoxiao and Ma Guanghui got out of the car and ran straight to the small building.

While running, he exposed the colorful velvet ropes on his wrists, waiting to show off to Xiao Jiang and Yueyue.

It is a pity that these two children are being held in the bathroom by their biological mother, biological grandmother, godmother, and godmother.

Pour the mugwort water continuously, and mutter something while doing it.

It is nothing more than all kinds of blessings and all kinds of expectations.

Ma Xiaoxiao and Ma Guanghui couldn't get in, so they turned around and sat on the sofa, turning on the TV to watch.

Although there is a TV at home.

But there is no freedom.

Wu Yuan ignored them and took the eels and crayfish out of the car.

As for the three-finger-thick eel, there is no such respite. Wu Yuan threw him directly next to the pig pen and found an axe, a chopping board, and the big iron nail that locked the souls of countless eels.

The ax falls when the hand is lifted, and the belly falls when the intestines are opened.

After a while of trembling, it turned into plump eel segments.

Yang Chenyu entered the room and wandered around, but when he saw that he couldn't intervene, he simply wandered out again.

Leaning on the front of the white Santana, looking at the three-finger-thick eel, I couldn't help but sigh: "It's so thick!"

“Is this considered rough?” Wu Yuan blurted out.

This is how we talk. Only when we talk persistently can it be interesting.

So Yang Chenyu subconsciously asked, "Have you ever seen anything thicker than this?"

"Of course!" Wu Yuan said casually, "Not only have I seen it, but Luo Yan has also seen it. Haven't you seen it?"

There is nothing wrong with what Wu Yuan said.

After all, he heard his daughter-in-law talk about it when he was communicating with her.

All kinds of gifts sent from Party Secretary Yang’s family in those years...

Twenty kilograms of grass carp, eel as thick as a child’s arm, and so on.

Since the daughter-in-law has met her at her parents’ home, the sister-in-law should also have met her.

That's why Wu Yuan asked.

But to Yang Chenyu’s ears, it didn’t sound like this anymore. He said in embarrassment and annoyance, “Are you two talking about eels?”

When Yang Chenyu said this, his face turned red.

It’s a pity that Wu Yuanguang was immersed in his work. Not only did he not see it, but he also didn’t hear it.

“Of course it is, otherwise what could it be?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yuan could tell that the chat had changed.

It just so happens that this matter cannot be explained, and the more explanations are given, the more obvious it becomes.

Yang Chenyu spat and left.

Before leaving, I looked back at the three-finger-thick eel, and the image of something thicker than an eel lingered in my mind.

Wu Yuan also held the eel in his hand and tried it, and he was even more sure.

It is indeed much thicker than this.

Not long after, there was a noise behind me.

Looking back, I saw that the two children who were taking a bath were finally freed.

Having fun with Xiaoxiao and Guanghui.

Song Chunhong also came out after finishing all this, her pretty face turned white and red from the hot water.

Shortly afterwards, Wang Feng also came out, taking care of his clothes as he walked.

Yang Luoyan followed behind and said, "Madam, Principal Song, you two can stay and have a light meal. This way, we can give the two children a little more time to play."

Wang Feng took the initiative and responded: "No, no, I won't delay your family reunion."

Looking back, he glanced at the two children who were playing crazy. Even if they stayed, the two children would not have time to play with them.

Wu Yuan, who was squatting at the door, stood up and said, "That's just right. We have a lot of eels at home. Madam, take some back and taste them."

The two women naturally refused in every possible way.

Wu Yuanzhu said in a good-natured way: "It's okay if you don't take it with you. I'll burn it later and send it to you."

“Hey, Dad Xiaojiang, you can’t do it.”

What should I do if I have no choice? I can only settle for the next best thing and take some back with me.

As soon as Wang Feng and Song Chunhong left, Yang Bi and Li Yun arrived with their children.

Yang Ben’s body shape is still developing horizontally without looking back.

Even Li Yun seemed a bit rich.

On the other hand, Yang Qianfan had one pulled out, and he looked tall and thin, without any flesh on his face.

Yang Wanchun is also not fat, and seems to be chasing the heroic and extraordinary appearance of Yang Ben when he was young.

Even so, wait for the two children to call someone.

Wu Yuan still couldn't help but tease his uncle and brother about this matter.

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