Chapter 764: Robin

"Why didn't you bring Gu Yan home?"

"Can't find a trace of him~"

Seeing her mother-in-law ask, Gu Ning smiled helplessly, while also greeting her sister-in-law and Ji Yuxiu.

There were a few too many people in the room, so Ye Ye Erye had Yu Li and the others put the kang table in the west room so the women and children could eat in peace.

The men, however, remained gathered around the long table on the floor, eating and drinking as they pleased, not afraid of their wives scolding them even if they got loud.

That barrel of Northeast spirits from the winter had long since been finished by Lao Biaozi and the others; this was another batch he had coordinated with Director Ma.

It wasn't any famous brand, just Erguotou, but the point was that it was authentic.

When Li Xuewu sat at the table and saw that Grandfather and Lao Biaozi weren't there, he smiled and asked Shen Guodong, "Did Grandfather follow him?"

"Heh heh."

Shen Guodong helped Li Xuewu pour the wine and said with a smile, "I hope Grandfather doesn't hit him."

Just as he finished speaking, Fourth, who was serving dishes at the table over there, laughed out loud, and after putting down the plate, he laughed even louder.

Seeing him like this, the others followed suit and laughed, the reason being that whenever Lao Biaozi used to take them to pick up supplies, he would always tell ghost stories on the way back.

Thinking of how he would get a rap from Grandfather's tobacco pipe the moment he started talking, everyone found it quite amusing.

After pouring wine for Li Xuewu, Shen Guodong poured himself a small half-cup, saying helplessly with a smile, "Who did he learn that from? I never saw him tell these before."

Seeing that the wine glasses of Ye Ye Erye and Sha Zhu were full, Li Xuewu smiled and raised his glass, saying, "It's almost the end of the month, and July is about to pass. It's a good time for striving, let's all have one~"

"Good!"

Everyone with wine in their cups took a small sip; it wasn't that they weren't generous, but that the liquor was too potent.

They were all family, and it was still hot late at night; drinking too much hard liquor too quickly would make one break into a sweat.

A light drink is best, so as not to hurt the stomach.

For someone like Li Xuewu who values health, you can let him commit slow suicide by smoking, but soaking his liver in alcohol is a no-go.

In fact, his smoking volume was also decreasing; with the promotion of his job position, there were fewer people who could smoke with him.

He didn't smoke when working in his office alone, unless he was talking to a leader, and only then would he politely accept one if offered.

Meetings were the exception, because not smoking in a meeting is equivalent to being a sitting duck.

The conference room in the main office building was stifling; a room full of people, at most two female comrades, and if everyone started puffing away, in half an hour, the room would look like a smoke grenade had been thrown.

A non-smoker could easily get lung cancer after being in there for a long time, so it was better to smoke a little.

Li Xuewu was young after all, and his body was in good shape, so the road to quitting smoking was easier for him.

Just look at Li Huai De; to say he wouldn't succeed would be an affront to heaven!

Last time the two of them were chatting in the office, Li Huai De said he wanted to quit smoking, and Li Xuewu even gave him advice.

As it turned out, Li Huai De had really quit smoking now, not smoking a single one.

Li Xuewu saw that his cheeks were noticeably fatter; this was a normal reaction to quitting smoking.

This old guy was over forty, and his smoking history was almost forty years; it wouldn't be a stretch to say he was smoking since he came out of his mother's womb.

Who would believe that a thirty-year habit could be thrown away just like that?

Li Xuewu recognized his willpower; such a person had determined execution for his goals, was ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to others.

Yang Fengshan would say every day after meetings that everyone should pay attention to their health and add less work to the office, referring to the too many cigarette butts in the conference room.

But then, which meeting wasn't started by him lighting a cigarette first, eventually leading to a "fire burning through the camp"?

Seeing the big from the small isn't just talk; Li Xuewu didn't belittle or despise Yang Fengshan, but he was truly more vigilant against Li Huai De.

Besides having an advantage over Li Huai De in situation judgment, work ability, and "money power" plus age, what else could he be better than the other party at?!

Li Xuewu wouldn't dare to underestimate the people of the world, and even less would he relax his attention on Li Huai De.

This old guy was a typical representative of someone who seeks change when poor and uses ruthless means; he could play the "sleeping on brushwood and tasting gall" game with Yang Fengshan, so he could play the "burning the bridge after crossing" game with him.

Li Xuewu wouldn't let go of Li Huai De, this excellent "leader," as this "parasol" could save a lot of trouble if used well.

The key was that it would last a long time; no need to change for a new one within ten years.

It was just necessary to keep a distance at critical moments and keep the relationship clean.

Previously, people in the steel mill's administrative organs all felt that Li Xuewu and Li Huai De were one body, after all, it was a division of labor.

But starting this month, people in the organs would slowly change this perception.

One change was that Li Huai De was no longer Li Xuewu's direct supervisor; the Security Division was now under the supervision of Dong Wenxue.

It was just that Dong Wenxue didn't work in the steel mill, and the factory leaders recognized Li Xuewu's management of the Security Division, so no one would be pedantic about this.

Another change was that Li Xuewu had entered the Factory Party Committee; theoretically, he was now on par with Li Huai De in status.

After all, any Party Committee member had the possibility of serving as a Deputy Secretary, just like the positions of Dong Wenxue and Gu Weijie.

Li Xuewu was also concurrently handling discipline and supervision work, which further represented that he had already entered the Party Committee system, and his identity had changed.

Of course, this was all theoretical; in reality, Li Xuewu still had to fully respect all leaders above the deputy factory level.

If one didn't reach the deputy factory level, one was just a mid-level cadre.

He hadn't even resolved his status as a full division-level cadre yet, so he wouldn't dare to be arrogant.

But in the eyes of others, Li Xuewu had the possibility and conditions to be "independent."

Li Xuewu was also intentionally creating this perception; from coordinating the relationships composed of Gu Weijie, Li Huai De, and other mid-level cadres, it could be seen that he didn't want to give others the feeling that he was tied to Li Huai De.

Zhang Guoqi was the one who was tied; he had no way to shake off Li Huai De's influence, but Li Xuewu could.

This change was slowly forming; looking at it from Sha Zhu's side, he was a bit confused about which side Li Xuewu was actually standing on.

On the surface, Li Xuewu and Li Huai De got along very well, and he used to go to the leader's office often.

But in reality, Li Xuewu also had a good relationship with Deputy Secretary Gu.

Although Deputy Secretary Gu didn't have obvious work disagreements with Deputy Factory Director Li, they didn't seem to be on the same path either.

Conversely, was Li Xuewu's relationship with the Factory Director bad?

But it had spread in the organs that in this cadre adjustment, the Security Division had been specially cared for by the Factory Director.

A Party Committee Deputy Secretary, a Discipline and Supervision Deputy Secretary, a Deputy Division Chief, and a Deputy Director thrown in—what more could one want?

Not to mention the gossip in the organs; if you asked Sha Zhu who Li Xuewu supported and which side he stood on, he would definitely be confused.

"Nothing happened at today's meeting, right?"

"What happened?"

Li Xuewu glanced at Sha Zhu, who was pretending to be mysterious and nervous, and said with a smile, "What could happen?"

Sha Zhu curled his lips and said, "Anyway, I don't think it's anything good, otherwise the meeting wouldn't have been called so urgently."

Seeing the two of them talking at the dinner table, the others stopped talking.

Li Xuewu ate a mouthful of rice, and only after swallowing it did he reply, "They read out several personnel appointments and talked about the work arrangements for the next period. What else could there be?"

Speaking of this, he pointed at Sha Zhu again and raised his eyebrows, saying, "You did a good job with the cafeteria matter today."

"Heh heh, just a small effort."

Sha Zhu didn't notice at all that Li Xuewu was changing the subject, and followed his words to talk about what happened during lunch.

When the name Wang Yajuan was mentioned, Shen Guodong and Erhai couldn't help but glance at Li Xuewu; seeing that he had no change in expression, they looked at each other and lowered their heads to eat again.

"If you want to talk about it, no one was right or wrong in this matter, it just happened."

Sha Zhu's face was flushed red after drinking two cups of wine, and at this moment he spread his hands and said, "Those people in the cafeteria who were bored to death were just asking for trouble. Driver Xiao Liu was so stubborn and didn't know how to be flexible at all."

Li Xuewu looked at Sha Zhu calling others stupid and couldn't help but laugh.

Sha Zhu also saw what Li Xuewu meant, pointed at him, and said, "I'm different from Driver Xiao Liu. He was stubborn with someone who was obviously not to be trifled with; he deserved it if he got beaten to death."

These words were truly correct; although Sha Zhu was reckless, he was definitely someone who knew when to bend and when to stretch, and would absolutely not risk his life when he should bow his head.

He was blunt, not stupid.

"But then again~"

Sha Zhu clapped his hands and said, "Driver Xiao Liu is the First Master's little apprentice, can I just watch and not care?"

"Besides, that kid isn't a bad seed, just a reckless youth."

After saying this, he looked at Li Xuewu and nodded, his eyes full of explanation and pleading.

Li Xuewu twisted a peanut and put it in his mouth, smiled slightly, and asked, "Did the First Master look for you?"

"Hai~"

Sha Zhu took the cigarette Shen Guodong handed him but didn't light it, just held it in his hand, looking at Li Xuewu with an embarrassed scratch of his head.

"Even if the First Master didn't say anything, I would have had to ask you later, mainly because..."

"Hmm, okay."

Li Xuewu didn't wait for Sha Zhu to finish speaking; seeing his embarrassed look was really boring, he smiled, took the wine bottle, and poured the remaining dregs for him.

"Good! Good brother!"

Sha Zhu didn't expect Li Xuewu to give him so much face; he had only said a few words and the matter was done, so he smiled and raised his glass to finish it.

Getting along with Li Xuewu in the past naturally had no rules; he had watched Li Xuewu grow up and was ten years older than him.

But it was different now; Li Xuewu didn't live here anymore, and sitting together again seemed to carry a lot of pressure.

Even if Li Xuewu didn't say anything or put on airs with them, Sha Zhu could still feel the aura Li Xuewu was growing day by day.

It sounded very mysterious, but things like bearing and aura really existed.

It wasn't that Sha Zhu was afraid of Li Xuewu, it was just that he would inevitably pay attention to propriety when getting along with him.

Simply put, he used to put his arm around Li Xuewu's shoulder and talk like brothers, but now who would dare to pat Li Xuewu on the shoulder?

Sha Zhu, who had received a lot of face, drank too much; like Lao Biaozi, neither of them had a high tolerance for alcohol, they were purely recreational players.

The west room was all women, and they didn't drink, so they ate quickly.

Seeing that the eating here was almost done, the other room started clearing the table.

Seeing that Sha Zhu was drunk, Yu Li didn't call Di Liya to help clear up, but called two boys to help Sha Zhu and Di Liya send him home.

Looking at the mess on the table, Yu Li asked Li Xuewu, who was talking to Ye Ye Erye, if he wanted to eat more, and seeing Li Xuewu wave his hand, she started clearing the table here.

Several boys also pitched in; what they were thinking was to clear it up quickly so they could go read.

If they really followed Brother Wu and the others in chatting, who knew when it would end.

Li Xuewu just talked to Ye Ye Erye about the shop's affairs and gave instructions on issues to pay attention to in the coming month.

Nothing else was wrong, just the antique items; they might appear in large quantities next month, so don't make mistakes in funds and procedures, after all, there was more than one big shark absorbing these things besides the recycling station.

As far as he knew, the amount the recycling station was handling, by the time October ended, would only be the collection of a medium-sized museum.

Anyway, Ye Ye Erye said that recently Lao Biaozi had been using trucks to bring these things back less often, only two or three trucks a day.

Well, Li Xuewu didn't know if Ye Ye Erye's values had collapsed because of the value system he set up, or if he had become numb from seeing too many good things.

Anyway, he just felt that using trucks to pull antiques was the normal stocking volume, and less was just less.

The frequency of Li Xuewu coming to clear the field every week had to change; if they really collected too much, he would come every three days.

These things were priceless if you said they were valuable, but if you said they weren't, look at the streets—what was Tang Bohu? His paintings wouldn't have much more ash than toilet paper after burning.

The main thing was that there were many collectors at this time, basically all gathered in Beijing; people who played with these things were all old-timers, and if they raked them up, it would be a big pile.

Later generations all said bronze tripods were valuable, but Li Xuewu had more than ten in his hands alone, and the biggest one could boil a whole sheep.

Bronze was precious, but who knew if jade tripods were precious or not?

Li Xuewu had three in his hands, one with a lid and two without.

Don't ask, if you ask, it's an heirloom.

Although the Li family had been doctors for generations, their ancestors were museum owners.

After finishing talking with Ye Ye Erye, he got up and prepared to pick up Lao Biaozi; the two of them were relatively tacit in this business.

Although these vegetables couldn't make much money, they were more than enough to plug the hole of collecting these antiques.

In his autobiography later, he must not write that he earned so many collectibles by selling vegetables, otherwise, vegetable sellers would be silent, and collectors would curse.

The end of July in his impression was soaked in sweat, salty; burned through by raging fire, hot; pickled by laughter, sweet...

The end of July for Li Xuewu was soaked by his daughter drawing a map...

"You little thing, you slept next to Tell Baba just for this?!"

Li Xuewu gritted his teeth and tapped his daughter's little hand, causing Li Shu to push him away impatiently and try to climb up.

"Where are you going? No strolling today!"

"Stroll!"

Li Shu had heard Tell Baba say it, and now she really wouldn't sleep, twisting her body to climb up, standing beside Li Xuewu and looking out.

"Get up."

Gu Ning said helplessly, then took the initiative to hold Li Shu and change her clothes.

This little one was excited when she came home yesterday, played happily in the front yard, fought with her little aunt, and then wouldn't sleep when she came back, pestering people until her battery was exhausted before lying down.

The result of Li Shu sleeping late was that she couldn't get up in the morning, and this splash-splash had to be poured on the mattress.

Originally, Li Xuewu and Gu Ning were both prepared to wake up early in the morning to take Li Shu to the toilet.

But they didn't think about it—one was really lazy, and one was lazy because of pregnancy, how could they possibly get up?

So Li Xuewu took the opportunity while Gu Ning was changing clothes for his daughter to go wash up and get dressed.

After Gu Ning finished tidying up Li Shu, he had to hold Li Shu to wash her face, giving Gu Ning time to tidy herself up.

Everyone understands the hardship of a couple taking care of a small child; they wish they were all eight-armed Nezhas.

"Yo!"

Father and daughter had just left the house when they saw Bang Geng carrying a broken water bucket into the back yard.

Big-faced cat could actually talk now; seeing Li Xuewu, he greeted him with a smile, then leaned closer to look at the big fat baby Li Shu.

"Wu Shu, when can she talk?"

"Can't she now?"

Li Xuewu smiled and squatted down, letting Li Shu look curiously into the bucket.

"Yo~"

Li Shu had obviously seen the things in the bucket and pointed with her little finger to tell Tell Baba.

Seeing Li Shu "talk" like this, Bang Geng's mouth couldn't help but twitch, emphasizing, "I mean talking like us."

Li Xuewu helped his daughter's little hand reach into the bucket, saying, "That will have to wait until next year, the first half of the year."

"Bite oh~"

Li Shu only knew these few keywords now, and wouldn't say them unless teased.

Being pulled by bad Tell Baba to feed the fish, she resisted and pulled back her little hand, while explaining to Tell Baba that the things in the bucket bit people.

"What about walking?"

Bang Geng put down the water bucket in his hand, and also threw the bag he was carrying in his other hand to the side, went to the wall base to move the wooden block, as well as that broken kitchen knife.

"Don't you have a younger sister?"

Li Xuewu looked at the chatterbox Bang Geng amusedly, helped Li Shu stand on the ground, and watched Bang Geng busy himself.

"You don't remember when Xiaodang was small, what about Huaihua? You know when she could talk and walk, don't you?"

"Not quite the same~"

Bang Geng grabbed a handful of goosefoot and amaranth from the bag, swung the kitchen knife, and started working.

A little tiger in his early teens was just at the age where he had strength to spare, and the kitchen knife clanged loudly.

Wild vegetables weren't in short supply at this time, especially by the side of the lake, and there were also some by the side of the ditch, it was just that there weren't any in places with many residents.

At this time, there was a campaign to eliminate the four pests, including the weeds by the side of the drainage ditch, which had to be cleared away so as not to leave living space for mosquitoes and insects.

Bang Geng had to go to that desolate big garden Li Xuewu mentioned, or the lake side, to get these.

"Huaihua was two years old when she could walk, and three when she could talk; my mom said it was malnutrition."

While talking, he scraped the chopped wild vegetables into a broken basin, repeated the previous action, glanced at Li Shu standing in Wu Shu's arms, and shook his head, saying, "My grandma also said Li Shu grew fast and talked early because she ate well."

"Isn't raising children all like this? Your mom didn't shortchange you either."

Li Xuewu hugged Li Shu, who wanted to lean closer to look, and asked Bang Geng, "Did you eat well yesterday?"

"Heh heh."

Seeing Wu Shu ask, Bang Geng raised his head and said with a smile, "Meat pies, leek and egg filling; my grandma's cooking is so delicious."

Li Xuewu looked at his greedy cat-like appearance, smiled and pointed to the work in his hand, and asked, "Why don't you let your sister do it with you?"

"Huaihua is still small."

Bang Geng thought for a while, then continued, "Xiaodang's arm was smashed, so I'm afraid it will leave a problem; my mom won't let her exert herself."

While talking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Bang Geng said with a smile, "Besides, I don't want to take her; she's clumsy, noisy, and only knows how to add trouble."

After finishing, he swung the kitchen knife and chopped again, as if the meat pie he ate yesterday gave him infinite power.

Li Xuewu lowered his head to look at his daughter; Li Shu watched Bang Geng chop vegetables, and she also wanted to go over and play.

Not for anything else, she just liked the feeling of one knife down and the vegetable being split in two.

Because Li Xuewu was hugging her, her anxious little legs kept kicking.

After Bang Geng finished chopping the wild vegetables, he grabbed small fish and shrimp and chopped them, clack-clack, very neatly.

Taking advantage of the gap, Bang Geng told Li Xuewu about the happiness and joy of the whole family last night, as if a big mountain had been moved away from the family, and there was a smooth road ahead.

Of course, Bang Geng couldn't say these words; he only felt that his mother was really happy, and his grandma was really glad.

It was the first time the family didn't make grandma angry because they used pure flour to make food, and even less did grandma feel heartache because they used eggs.

He liked pure white flour food too much; it was a different taste from pasta mixed with cornmeal and sorghum flour.

Last night grandma also said that she had eaten steamed buns mixed with wheat bran and rice husks before, and her throat hurt after eating them.

Bang Geng was only in his early teens; although he was already born at that time, how could the Jia family let a child eat this? So it was normal that he didn't know this feeling.

But Li Xuewu knew that this kind of mixed-flour steamed bun was not good to eat, and even worse to pass, it was painful going in and out.

But this kind of life was only a few years away from now; if you say life is better, that's also by comparison, don't look back, look forward.

If you say this kind of steamed bun is hard to eat now, it's not serious this year, try next year, some places will have to eat dirt.

The end of July in the city naturally has nothing, but what about the countryside?

Last night Grandfather came back and hid from people in the west yard to talk to Li Xuewu about the mountain.

The situation was changing very fast, and the Red Star Commune also started to engage in this trend.

The direct impact was that the order Red Star Village received was to launch this kind of propaganda and carry out activities.

Crops in the field?

How could crops be more important than activities? Do activities first.

Li Xuewu didn't know how Yin Mancang handled it, but he knew this roundabout old uncle must be in a very difficult position.

On one side was the instruction, on the other side was a good life; he, the leader in the village, must be caught in a dilemma.

Lao Biaozi collecting vegetables, eggs, and meat didn't seem to be affected much; the villagers of Red Star Village were voting with their feet.

Not having received a call from Yin Mancang, Li Xuewu estimated that he was also waiting for the villagers' reaction and decision.

As long as this purchasing business was still being carried out, they couldn't bear to part with the money in their hands, and even less were they willing to have this kind of peace broken.

Not calling meant Yin Mancang had some confidence, and even more, some preparation; Li Xuewu naturally wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

Not asking is not asking, but the reduction in grain production this year was certain; seeing a spot and knowing the whole leopard, calculating the whole country from the situation of Red Star Village.

What about next year?

The city wouldn't have problems, but the countryside would suffer; village cadres who were greedy for greatness and success would hand over the grain to show their merit.

It was very difficult for Li Xuewu to estimate what kind of situation the countryside would have in the next few years.

It's not to blame him for thinking too much; the current situation of this country is still agriculture-based, and grain production is a big problem.

The problem of food and clothing hadn't been fully solved even in later generations, let alone other problems.

The development of industry cannot be separated from the support of agriculture; you say he is a dog catching a mouse now, but in the steel mill, the decisions he made and the influence he produced were really confined within the factory walls?

Li Xuewu was powerless about things in thought and consciousness, but he could still engage in work to develop science and technology to improve productivity.

Deep processing of agricultural and sideline products was the first choice Li Xuewu could think of to accumulate wealth for Red Star Steel Mill during this period.

It was also the password for him to open up trade with Hong Kong; without trade with Hong Kong, there would be no implementation of subsequent other plans.

Hong Kong, Li Xuewu must open it up.

The people from Ng Fung Hong had been gone for more than two months, and there was no news at all, including Ji Weidong's father's side, which had also disappeared.

It wasn't just him, this robin, waiting for this storm to pass, but also other small animals in the big forest.

"Do you still have to go out in the morning?"

Liu Yin looked at her son who had finished eating, and said while muttering, "The street is messy, if you have nothing to do, don't go out, it's so good to rest at home."

"Where can he stay?"

Zhao Yafang's belly was showing, and she wanted to help her mother-in-law clear the table but was refused by her mother-in-law.

Liu Yin didn't let her eldest daughter-in-law help, and even less let her second daughter-in-law help; Ji Yuxiu went to the station to be on duty after eating, and when she left, she also said a few words to Li Xuewu about the situation at the station.

Li Xue wasn't busy, but she was driven to the back yard to study by Liu Yin as soon as she picked up the bowl; knowing that her daughter was more motivated after going to work, she couldn't bear to see Li Xue's disappointed and confused look.

She was still worried about what happened a few days ago, but fortunately, Li Xue was normal when she went to work the next day, so she held back and didn't call Li Xuewu.

Yesterday morning, Li Xue also told her before going to work not to talk to her second brother about going to school anymore.

Today Liu Yin also held back and didn't say anything, just chatting about family matters.

Zhao Yafang stood on the side with her big belly, watching her mother-in-law tidy up, and said to Li Xuewu, "He won't have any free time in the future; if he doesn't go out, people will come to the house to find him."

While talking, she looked at Gu Ning and asked with a smile, "Has anyone visited the house?"

Gu Ning shook her head; she hadn't seen anyone come to visit, except for Ji Weidong.

Li Xuewu explained with a smile, "Not many people in the unit know my home address; I never bring work home, no one will look for me."

"That's not necessarily true."

Zhao Yafang smiled, gestured to the door, and said, "There are people looking for the third daughter-in-law; knowing she lives here, they all came here to pull strings."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows; the eldest sister-in-law had something in her words—was Ji Yuxiu in trouble again?

At this time, Liu Yin took over the conversation, "The third son of the Zhou family in front, don't know what he was doing at night and got caught by the station, isn't this coming to plead for mercy?"

Seeing Li Xuewu look over, Zhao Yafang stopped talking and let her mother-in-law explain.

"Brought fruit, and took a few boxes of pastries, I didn't accept them."

Liu Yin didn't look here either, just waved her hand when explaining, "Our family doesn't have this rule, and we can't make the third one feel embarrassed because of this."

Although Ji Yuxiu and Li Xuecai hadn't received their certificate yet, the Li family already regarded her as one of their own.

Ranking down from Zhao Yafang, isn't she the third one?

Ji Yuxiu lived here, and after a long time, the neighbors naturally knew who she was and where she worked.

The Zhou family was sensible and didn't go directly to Ji Yuxiu, but instead came to the house.

Since her mother had already handled it, and Ji Yuxiu didn't tell him about this, Li Xuewu didn't say anything more.

However, there would definitely be no shortage of people sending gifts and pleading for mercy in the future; living in a hutong, people in the neighborhood also saw each other every day, so it was really troublesome to handle.

But this wasn't a big deal, it could be considered practice for Ji Yuxiu; she couldn't always be protected.

He wasn't afraid of his own family; at his position, there were actually not many people coming to the house to send gifts and plead for mercy, and it was normal to say there weren't any.

The benefits that could move him were no longer superficial yellow and white things, but human relationships.

After agreeing with Gu Ning to go home again when it wasn't so hot after four o'clock in the afternoon, and kissing his daughter who wasn't very cooperative, Li Xuewu went out.

Just as he walked to the entrance of the hanging flower gate, Li Xuewu only felt a blur before his eyes, as if a gust of wind was about to blow past.

"Aiya, damn it!"

He knew this feeling too well; treating his words like a fart, could Li Xuewu still indulge him?

Liu Guangfu didn't do it on purpose, or rather, he couldn't brake in time.

When he "flew" in from the big gate, he didn't slow down much, and now he was rushing inside with his feet pedaling the ground to enter the yard.

By the time he saw that the one coming out of the door was Li Xuewu, the killer god, it was already too late for him to want to stand still.

Originally he had thought, since he couldn't stop, as long as he accelerated, he would pass.

He never expected that Li Xuewu would grab his collar, really catch his inertia, and throw him to the ground.

This throw almost caused Liu Guangfu's butt to be split in half.

This wasn't sandy ground, it was the old brick floor that big families used to pave, solid as a rock.

Li Xuewu looked down at the little brat who was dodging his gaze, and then looked at the red cloth on his arm that he had intentionally shown him.

"Did I delay your takeoff?"

Li Xuewu's voice seemed to be teasing, seemed to be joking, but his face didn't have a hint of joking.

Liu Guangfu just curled up on the ground and played dead; he didn't dare to climb up now, and even less dared to answer Li Xuewu.

This wasn't the first time Li Xuewu had seen him running in the yard; if you really counted, it should be the third time.

The second time he could still explain he was buying medicine for his mom, what could he say now?

Yan Fugui came out from home with his hands behind his back, standing at the door watching Li Xuewu discipline the brat in the back yard.

Last week, the eldest daughter-in-law went out, right at this door, and was almost hit by this brat.

It scared the eldest daughter-in-law so much she almost fell, and after the fact, this brat acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and the adults in the family didn't have any restraint.

Yan Fugui naturally didn't dare to provoke these little brats; he couldn't even provoke the two in his own family, let alone the ones outside.

But there was more than one household in this yard, and more than one pregnant woman; he couldn't provoke them, but that didn't mean others couldn't.

Wasn't he getting his retribution now? It was only a matter of time; it was so good to come out and watch the fun now.

Today was Sunday, just in time for the morning when there were many people; one fell at the door, and within a minute, a lot of people were standing in the front yard.

Liu Guangtian actually saw his younger brother being thrown by Li Xuewu.

He saw it, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Not to mention that he had written big-character posters pointing out Li Xuewu by name this week, he was already avoiding Li Xuewu, not to mention that the way Li Xuewu threw his brother with one hand directly made him despair.

Is this a human?

Stopping his brother could be considered awesome, his body just swayed, and his brother who was thrown to the ground couldn't get up, which might not be faking.

He didn't dare to step forward, knowing his father was at home, his legs were fast, and he went home and shouted about this matter.

Deaf Old Lady sat at the door watching the little whirlwind return, and as soon as she entered the door, she shouted that the third one had been beaten.

She didn't have many teeth left, but she still laughed.

As soon as Liu Haizhong heard his son had been beaten, "Pa!" he slapped the table, his expression terrifyingly angry.

Who dared to beat his son? Were they tired of living!

That was a red belt!

"Where is he?!"

"Right at the hanging flower gate in the yard!"

Hearing that it was beaten at his own door, Liu Haizhong was suddenly furious, and "Zeng" he stood up.

He, Liu Haizhong, could be considered a figure among the neighbors; although he was in trouble now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, how could they not treat him as a human being!

Beating his son at his own door, wasn't this bullying people to the extreme!

Was there any law left!

"Who beat him!"

"It was Li Xuewu!"

Seeing his father getting anxious, Liu Guangtian hurriedly reported Li Xuewu's number, wanting to ask his father to go save the third one quickly.

"Dad, the third one was thrown to the ground by Li Xuewu and hasn't gotten up yet, you go take a look quickly!"

"That... no rush~"

He didn't expect that just as he was talking, he saw his father sit back down.

This damn thing, no rush?

What did he say just now?

Tired of living!

No law!

Now saying no rush?

Indeed no rush, knowing it was Li Xuewu who beat him, what was there to be anxious about? Anyway, the result wouldn't change.

Liu Haizhong didn't dare to face Li Xuewu; there was the matter of his own mistake before, and later the matter of Liu Guangtian stabbing him in the back, how could they meet?

His legs couldn't stand and he sat down, but Second Mother, who was sitting on the side, wouldn't have it; she didn't talk to the two cowards in the family, but swayed her body and walked out.

Deaf Old Lady sat at the door laughing happily, and seeing Liu Haizhong's family walking out with drooping shoulders, she muttered: "If it's not a disaster, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, it's a self-inflicted disaster..."

Seeing his father not moving, Liu Guangtian had no choice but to follow his mother out; there had to be an adult in the family to go take a look, right?

Li Xuewu, who had beaten someone, wouldn't leave; he definitely had to wait for the adults to come.

It wasn't any rule, but living as neighbors, it was inevitable that children would be naughty, and if someone reached out to discipline the child, they would either wait for the adults in place or send them home.

It was different from later generations; if a child was really naughty and someone helped discipline the child, the adults in the family would absolutely not complain, but would instead be grateful.

Of course, there were also those who didn't understand and only protected the child; then no one would discipline the child if they were naughty again in the future.

Such a child would cause bigger and bigger trouble, and would even be instigated by people around them to cause trouble.

The final result was easy to guess: either sentenced, or executed.

Indulging a child is like killing a child; that's the principle.

Second Mother didn't understand; she only knew now that Li Xuewu had beaten her third son.

The road from the back yard to the front yard was always walked by people; after all, there were those who loved to watch the fun, and those who didn't want to see it.

Second Mother's legs and feet weren't that agile, but she didn't come out slowly; when Liu Guangfu was lying there, his mother had already arrived.

"Guangfu~"

Second Mother walked through the crowd and looked at her son curled up on the ground first, then stared at Li Xuewu with wide eyes.

But seeing Li Xuewu drooping his eyelids and standing on the side, she looked at the Li family again.

Liu Yin had wanted to come out just now, but was blocked by Zhao Yafang.

Now there was only one man in the Li family, Li Xuewu, so the one who made the decisions was Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu just stood there; if there was anything, go talk to him directly.

Liu Guangfu heard the sound of his mother talking, turned his head to look, and started groaning in pain.

He hadn't dared to cry out in pain just now, afraid that Li Xuewu would beat him again.

Second Mother's expression, which had been scared silly, knew he wasn't dead because her son made a sound, and her legs went soft as she threw herself on her son and wailed.

She herself was sick, and using this voice to make a scene here naturally caused discussion among the onlookers.

Li Xuewu, however, didn't indulge her, pointed at Liu Guangtian who was hiding behind the third door, and hooked his finger.

No need for everyone to look back at the third door; Liu Guangtian knew Li Xuewu had seen him, and he didn't dare to hide anymore.

With an awkward expression on his face, he moved his steps and walked to the front yard.

He walked slowly, but Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to him; this yard was only so big, could he walk until dark?

Seeing Li Xuewu ignoring her, Second Mother moved her body and wanted to grab Li Xuewu's leg.

She thought, as long as she grabbed Li Xuewu's leg, she would definitely be able to pin it on Li Xuewu.

Not to mention avenging her son, she would at least make a fuss about her son being beaten.

The family was in such a state, the punishment her husband received, plus what her second son said last night...

She had forgotten who was wrong first, and also forgotten who saved her, only thinking about framing Li Xuewu.

The Li family was rich, Li Xuewu was glorious, she didn't believe it; she was a patient, looking like she would fall in the wind, would Li Xuewu dare to throw her?

Don't look at how half her body wasn't working well, but she was fast crawling on the ground, and Li Xuewu was standing close, so she really managed to reach him.

"Wa~... Ga!"

Her hand had grabbed Li Xuewu's pants, but when her head reached forward, it bumped into something.

Hearing the roar of the people around, Second Mother raised her head to look, but it was a pitch-black steel pipe pressed against her forehead.

"Mom!"

Seeing Li Xuewu pull out a gun, Liu Guangtian didn't dawdle either, ran over in a few steps and helped his mother.

Li Xuewu just stood there without moving, and didn't pay attention to Liu Guangtian rushing over, the thing in his hand comparing to Second Mother's forehead.

"If you don't want to live, I'll send you away; attacking me is enough to eat a bullet."

"Wu... Li..."

Liu Guangtian's mouth was crooked now, not knowing what to call Li Xuewu.

Second Mother was also scared silly now, and the hand clutching Li Xuewu's pant leg gradually loosened.

What she had thought just now was, if she hugged Li Xuewu's leg, if he dared to move, she would have something to say.

But the only thing she didn't expect was that Li Xuewu stood there without moving, and played tough with her.

Don't look at how she was sick, but it's better to live than die; she didn't dare to bet on whether Li Xuewu would shoot her.

Bet on what?

Li Xuewu had just said it, attack.

Attack whom?

What was Li Xuewu's status? If someone really attacked him, it would be justified to shoot them dead.

Liu Guangtian pulled his mother up, Liu Guangfu also stopped groaning, shrinking on the ground and dodging Li Xuewu's gaze.

The people in the yard had already retreated far away when Li Xuewu pulled out the gun; at this moment, Yan Fugui, who was standing in front, as well as the First Master who rushed from the back yard, and Liu Haizhong were revealed.

"What kind of trouble is this~"

"Aiya~" ===== CHAPTER 765 =====