Dazhuang and Zhuang's father separated, sang happily, carrying two big bags of things, and walked towards the boiler room.

This year's New Year is the happiest time in Dazhuang in many years.

He bought delicious food and fun things, and also bought a big TV and a big refrigerator!

My uncle also said he wanted to send him a red envelope! Send a big red envelope!

Dazhuang is so happy that he also has red envelopes for the New Year.

Humming a messy song, Dazhuang turned the back door of Dazhuang winery and saw a bunch of people surrounding him.

"What are you doing? This is my master's thing! It's not your thing! Return it to me! I see who dares to steal my master's things! I'll fight you!"

"Oh, this old guy dares to bite people!"

"Let me go..."

"Dad!" Dazhuang screamed, threw down the things in his hand, and ran out wildly: "You can let go of my dad!"

Three or four wineries employees saw Da Zhuang rushing over and hurriedly let go.

This child is amazingly strong. He is ruthless in attacking people, and he is sick in his head, so it will be useless to be beaten if he is beaten.

The old hat's hat fell to the ground, and his clothes were torn to pieces, but he didn't care about anything else and lay on the ground, protecting two notebooks tightly.

"Dad! Dad! Are you okay?" Dazhuang rushed over and yelled at the people around him, "Why do you bad guys bully my dad? I'll beat you!"

As he said that, he was about to rush forward.

"Da Zhuang!" Lao Mao quickly stopped Da Zhuang.

"Old Cat, what's the use of keeping this laptop? You're also half-drunk soon." Next to him, Zhai Kuai advised Lao Cat, "Now the winery has changed hands. Can the boss treat you badly if you want your laptop?"

"That's right, aren't it just two broken notebooks? They've all been from decades ago. Is there any amazing technology?"

"You'd better hand it over!"

But no matter what these people say, Lao Mao just won't agree.

While struggling, Master Kinunu rushed over angrily.

"What's going on? Why haven't you got the laptop yet!"

Seeing that the boss was angry, Zhai Kuai was also anxious.

"I really have rebelled against you. These things are things from the factory, so I'll take them over!" Zhai Kuai ordered, "Call a few more people to stop this stupid Dazhuang! Why don't you eat?"

A group of people rushed up, and Dazhuang struggled desperately: "I know you, you are the Fusang devils! You guys help the Fusang devils bully the people in the state, you traitors! Two devils! Puppet troops! Traitors!"

The few people who were already pulling Dazhuang were subconsciously letting go when Dazhuang scolded him.

In the bottom line, many people would rather be scolded by their fathers than be called traitors and the other devils.

What's more, the other party is from Fusang!

This is even more vicious than scolding the ancestors for 18 generations.

But the problem is, what they do is the traitor and the devil.

Dazhuang has a bad mind, doesn’t read much, and doesn’t know a lot of words, but I have watched the Japanese God drama! This time I scolded you for sure.

A group of people looked at the old hat. They were almost seventy years old, with white hair and white hair, shivering on the ground, covered in soil, and a few footprints on their bodies.

Let’s look at Master Kinunu who is like a fairy-like man next to him, arrogant and arrogant.

Looking at myself again, a feeling of shame arose.

Master Kinunu is a Shuneitong. Of course, he knew that Dazhuang was scolding him. He looked at the expressions of others, smiled fiercely, and said, "He said that this notebook belongs to him, but the place where he lives is always in the factory."

He could see clearly that Lao Mao lived in the boiler room in the factory, and they had already bought this place.

“Either give me your laptop or just get out on the street!”

As soon as these words came out, even Zhai was stunned.

“Master, this…”

This is the 29th day of the New Year.

Are you going to drive a seventy-year-old man out of your house and a fool?

This...he can't do it.

Such unethical things will be cut off from one’s descendants!

"Either take the laptop over or drive him away! Or... you guys get out of the winery by yourself! Get out of the winery!" Kinunu glanced at Zhai Kuai coldly, turned around and left.

Zhai Kuai wished he could rush up and kick the old thief to death.

But the situation is better than that of a human. Zhai Kuai looked at the old hat lying on the ground, then looked at the boiler room behind, and sighed and said, "Uncle Lao Ha, this place has been bought. Do you want to live in a place or take notes, choose your own choice..."

Lao Mao looked at Zhai Kuai blankly, then looked at the boiler room behind him blankly.

This boiler room is narrow and cramped, with rain in summer and air in winter, but it is the home he has lived in for decades.

It's here that he pulled the big and strong man with a bad head and pulled it big with one hand.

And now, are you going to be kicked out from here?

What should he do if he is driven out? Where is his place?

But this notebook...

This is Master’s notebook. Master treats himself as much as a mountain...

Lao Mao is a person who values ​​emotions. He stood there silently with his notebook in his arms, tears flowing.

"Oh..." Zhai Kuai sighed and pointed to the boiler room and said, "Uncle Mao, I have no choice. You guys go and move Uncle Mao's things out..."

Dazhuang screamed: "No! This is my family! Who dares to touch my family! I will beat him to death!"

"Da Zhuang!" Lao Hu shouted at him.

Several other people walked towards the boiler room step by step, and suddenly one person took off his hat and threw it on the ground: "Damn, I'm not a traitor! I'm quitting! I'm better off going out to work than being so cowardly here!"

The others looked at the worker who had gone away, their eyes full of struggle.

Reality is better than humans, what can they do?

Are they really traitors? But not like that, their family and young people have to drink the northwest wind.

"Uncle Mao, look, why bother..." Zhai Kuai shook his head, "It will be uncomfortable for everyone to do this. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Dazhuang. You did so amazingly today. What should they do to punish Dazhuang in the future..."

Uncle Lao Mao doesn't care about the house. But in this world, if he still has any concerns, he will definitely be Da Zhuang.

Who can protect Dazhuang for the rest of his life if the other party is so rich?

Lao Hu hugged the notebook in his arms tightly, and tears flowed.

"Uncle! Uncle! Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan!" Dazhuang suddenly screamed as if he had seen a reinforcement.

"Who dares to bully my old hat brother! I'll fight you!" Dad Zhuang's eyes were red in anger, and rushed over with a roar, scaring everyone to retreat in a hurry.

"Uncle, these bad guys want to drive us away from home! They also want to steal my father's notebook!" Dazhuang quickly stepped forward to complain.

Dad Zhuang picked up the old hat brother from the ground and said to Dazhuang: "Let's go, let's take your dad to the hospital."

"Oh..." Dazhuang said ignorantly, "But our house..."

"Xiaoyuan!" Zhuang's father walked not far away to Zhuang.

"Dad, leave it to me." Zhuang Buyuan was furious: "Who was he just now? He touched my old hat uncle's finger?"

The group of people was so scared that they shivered.

"Xiaoyuan..." Zhai Kuai wanted to speak.

"You deserve to call my name?" Zhuang Buyuan slapped his backhand, and Zhai Kuai fell to tears on the ground and cried.

Dazhuang had walked a few steps with Zhuang's father, but suddenly stopped again: "Uncle, Xiaoyuan and I are here to help Xiaoyuan beat people!"

What's so fun to go to the hospital? You can fight here!

Dad Zhuang added his forehead with his hand: "It hurts this child in vain..."
Chapter completed!