Vol 6 Chapter 652: dispute

The breeze blew across the clear pond, and ripples like fish scales swayed from one side to the other again and again, cyclically.

Together with the breeze, what will spread and gather for a while is the calm and elegant fragrance of osmanthus.

At this time of year, the two rows of osmanthus trees next to the small river flowing from the village head to the end of the village make the whole village bathed in such a fragrance, that is, those mother-in-laws who are dissatisfied with their daughter-in-law using the expensive perfume. Those mothers-in-laws who have never used other cosmetics besides vanishing cream in this life also love the taste sincerely.

This not only made them feel comfortable, but also reminded them of the days when they used their fingers to carefully lift a little cream on their faces when they were young.

At that time, that kind of cream that they called Yashuang should be like this.

Before the meal, the young people are still at work, the grandchildren are still in the kindergarten or school, and in the village, they are the world of old men, old ladies, and native dogs.

By the village on the mountain, in the fields, everything that should be harvested has been harvested, and all that should be planted has been planted. Now is the most leisurely period of the year, and also the most comfortable period of time.

In the open door of a house, the babble of Peking opera turned into a background sound that they liked. A few dogs chased down the corridor, following the master’s scolding from time to time to drive away the birds that fell on the square, and would take the initiative Go out to deal with cats who are ready to steal fishy.

This square in the village has now become a huge drying field, from peanuts, chestnuts, sorghum, corn, dried sweet potatoes, red dates, to whole cabbage, shredded radishes, and beans in a pottery bowl. Soy sauce, tofu sprinkled with chili powder, tofu that has grown hairy or mildew, processed fish...

Although there is no shortage of places to dry these things on the roofs of every household, they are still accustomed to putting them together as before. No matter how good the day is now, it is beyond their imagination, or the sight in front of them is the best. Feeling rich.

Different from their children who like cats to surf the Internet or watch TV at home, these people who are used to the collective life still like to get together like this, even if sometimes they sit with their backs to the sun, just dormant. It is much more comfortable than staying alone in front of the house or on the roof.

After ten o'clock, they started picking vegetables, and when the smell of food wafted from every household, those dogs also started to run on the road in front of the village. Those who went to school and those who went to work, then came home in groups. The village was really lively. stand up.

The drying yard also became lively. Those flat bamboo plaques often had one empty here and another empty there, and stuffed peanuts, chestnuts, red dates in their pockets, not only those children, but also their parents.

They certainly don't lack these things, but just like at home, when the food is still on the stove, it tastes more exciting before being served on the table. They just like it.

Mei Qiuping, who was sitting in the Raptor Picari, received a call from her son at this time. There is no doubt that when she spoke, she still said the same thing, "Yiping, have you eaten lunch?"

Feng Yiping walked to the window, "Preparing to eat,"

"When will you come back? Will Jingping and the others come back soon?"

"It's been very busy these days. Why do you and my dad come to the capital?" Feng Yiping listened to her mother's tone, as if she still didn't know what happened today.

It shouldn't be!

"Mom, there are some things, don't worry,"

Mei Qiuping glanced at Feng Zhenchang who was driving, "What are we worried about?"

Feng Yiping knew that what his mother said was not what she said in her heart, "I knew about those things in the newspaper last night. Don't worry, it won't affect me. I'm already prepared how to deal with them."

Mei Qiuping stepped on the pedal and got off the car, "Well, we know that your houses were bought for real money. If those people are jealous, let them be jealous."

Feng Zhenchang took the call from his wife, "Son, although we don't know what you are doing recently, we know that what you are doing must be a good thing, and you must be able to do it well. Do it well and don't worry about home."

"Eat well," Mei Qiuping exclaimed loudly next to her.

After hanging up the phone, Mei Qiuping arranged the food brought back from the onion cafeteria, but both of them had no appetite for a while.

They naturally saw some articles in today's newspapers, and saw many on the Internet.

Not only are they sensitive to matters related to their son, but the people in the company are also sensitive. The managers of the factory in the village told them about this matter for the first time. Mei Yiliang also called and told them not to worry.

Now that even the son is calling, they are really worried.

Although most of the articles on the Internet and in the newspapers did not say positively about the son's behavior, after living such a long time, they could still taste the meaning behind those words.

Someone is targeting his son.

Considering his son's current influence, so many newspapers and websites have similar articles, it should be a group of people targeting his son.

This is really rare in these years.

Over the years, various media have praised the son unanimously. They patted their conscience and said that his son can definitely bear all other praises, except for some caress.

Including their close relatives and family members, they never discredited him, so they could not imagine that there would be such a day, and there would be so many newspapers and websites that would publish articles that were not good for their son on the same day.

The two of them are also past the stage of showing off their son's ability, because there is no need for them to show off at all.

They also didn't care how much money their son has now, but every year the domestic 100 rich list and Forbes global rich list, they are still very concerned, definitely more concerned than their son.

Feng Yiping doesn't care about this, and the old couple still cares very much.

Every time they see the huge gap between the man behind and their son, they feel relieved.

But I didn't expect that my son would even fight such a big ambush.

Because according to those articles, whether it was the domestic 100 rich list or the global Forbes rich list, a large piece of his son’s fortune was missing.

It's just that, when such news is disclosed in a concentrated manner at this time, they will know the first time that this is definitely not a good thing.

"Eat, it's okay," Feng Zhenchang first picked up the tableware.

"Yiping, he really offended others by doing this," said Mei Qiuping, who was okay in front of his son.

"His business is so big, it is inevitable that he will always offend people," Feng Zhenchang sees more clearly in this regard, "just tell you, his houses are bought with real money, what is there to worry about? "

"I mean, Yiping could have not done such a thing," Mei Qiuping was still worried about the pressure on his son.

"I think he did it right," Feng Zhenchang stood firmly by his son's side this time. "Since he has the ability to do this now, of course he has to do something big."

"I just know how to make money, that's nothing,"

Mei Qiuping couldn't listen to such light words, "I only know how to make money? If you have the ability, you can also make it?"

Fortunately, Feng Zhenchang has long been accustomed to such criticisms, "I mean, don't you know that Yiping is different from other businessmen?"

"It's good to be someone else, it's good to drive the village, but you look at him, you look at the current town,"

This is of course what Mei Qiuping is proud of for her son, but as a mother, she feels that her son has done enough and good enough, and there is no need to do more difficult things.

"If you think about it again, my son has gone so smoothly over the years, and speaking of it, he has nothing to do with the things he did. Otherwise, there are so many people who have a deeper background than him, start higher than him, and will not be stupid. , How come I have never been able to get on him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or one year is worse than one year?"

"That's because they are not like Yiping, they just want to make money," he put a piece of food for his wife, "eat,"

"Don't worry about him. Those who hide their heads want to deal with him? Dreaming!"

The people who went home for dinner had already brought the news to the whole village at this time. Those who didn’t read the newspapers and did not surf the Internet were very surprised when they heard about the general situation, “That’s the same money. No?"

Some innocent children, holding on to what they have learned from the books, mumbled that Feng Yiping was wrong, and they were knocked on their heads by their parents, "Is it wrong for you to buy a house in the future? Too much pressure, would he be targeted like this?"

But on this day, in China, there are really many people who hold the same views as these children.

This is the first time that many people have questioned Feng Yiping's actions.

Some people are laughing.