The life of the horse farm is like every day. Every day, the whole work process is done scientifically, and Jian Heng cannot give any suggestions for improvement. After these days, the employees have become accustomed to such a working environment, and the work is promoted in an orderly manner. The entire horse farm is like a machine, and every part is running very normally.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Jian Zhenhua took Jian Heng and Jian Ningning back home with her three family. The family of Jian An'an and his family made dumplings around a big table.

"I said to Mom, there are only ones at home. You pack five or six kinds of stuffing, don't you bother with it?" Jian Heng said to his mother while busy with the work he was working.

Sun Xiuying said: "What's wrong with it? It's just a waste of time."

For Sun Xiuying, it seems that it is also an achievement to satisfy the family's desire for verbal remarks. In the past, there were at most two types of flames to make dumplings, one was leek and the other was horse dish. Since life got better, the dumplings had more fresh meat, celery, shepherd's purse and three fresh stuffings.

"By the way! Son, I thought about what you said today, and I decided to run a farm," said Sun Xiuying.

"Farm?" Jian Heng heard the fog and thought to himself: What kind of fun is a farm?

It’s not that Jian Heng doesn’t know what the farm is, but that he doesn’t know what the farm he owns.

After hearing my mother's words, Jian Heng turned around and looked at Damai and Xiaomai, and then looked at his sister, hoping to see a clue from their faces. With Jian Heng's perception of his mother, he felt that the old lady would not think about starting a business without any trouble. Now that I am busy all day long, with an old lady, wouldn't Ningning be even more herding sheep?

Sun Xiuying was still in high spirits and kept saying: "I went to the bottom of the lake to rent a piece of land, then built dozens of acres of land, and built some rural houses..."

Listening to my mother's grand plan in my ears, I couldn't help but think about who gave me this bad idea.

Jian Anan quickly understood what his younger brother was thinking about, and immediately said to Jian Heng: "Don't look at me, I didn't give this idea to me anyway. I hope my mother can come back for dinner at home when Xiao An is in school. We both have to go to work. As soon as we go to work, Xiao An takes care of her lunch, and she is not at ease to hire someone. Who is the nanny right now? It's up to my mother to rest assured."

When Jian Heng heard this, he turned his gaze to Dabaie and Wheat's face.

Xiaomai said: "Don't you support your mother in finding something to do? We think the dishes made by her mother are delicious, and it would be a pity not to open a farm."

"You can do it, even the farm knows?" Jian Heng was a little curious.

Xiaomai shrugged her shoulders and replied easily: "I understand Chinese. There are many people on TV. There are many people who have made a fortune through this."

"The key is that we are already rich, and we don't need this thing to get rich anymore," said Jian Heng.

Before he finished speaking, he saw his mother, who was so beautiful that she opened her eyes wide and glared at herself: "What you said is to support me and find something to do, right?"

"Mom, you are wronged by me. I asked you to travel and I will give you an interpreter guide. I don't have any money!"

Seeing that his mother was still dissatisfied, Jian Heng immediately surrendered: "Okay, okay, do whatever you want, can I pay for the money?"

Jian Hengxin thought that if the old lady likes it, just make trouble. Anyway, it’s just a matter of money. Even if you pay, you can’t lose it. No matter how much you say the house you built and the land use rights are still there.

"Okay, I'll go and ask tomorrow to see how much it costs to apply for land in the county," Sun Xiuying said unhappily.

When Jian Heng heard that his mother was thinking about applying for land use rights, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Next, the family heard Sun Xiuying talk about her farm plan, and she would add wheat and barley from time to time. Jian Heng felt that this idea was still true. At least the old lady didn't think about investing millions or tens of millions at once. Based on the fact that she started from childhood and had two or three million, although Jian Heng didn't like it now, it was nothing.

After making dumplings, Jian Heng's phone rang over there.

Jian Heng picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was He Ye who called. After answering the phone, he realized that the kid was coming tomorrow and asked him to go to dinner in the evening.

Jian Heng naturally agreed to this matter, and after asking a few questions, he hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone was put down, the phone in Jian Zhenhua's hand rang. Jian Heng wanted to say a few words, but then he saw his father's brows frown.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Jian Heng asked when he saw his father put down his phone and stood up and put on a pose of a sport that he wanted to go out.

Jian Zhenhua said: "You eat first at home, Xiaoheng, you and I will go back to the raft farm!"

Sun Xiuying asked with concern: "Old man, is something wrong?"

Jian Zhenhua said: "It's nothing big, I've been cheated of it. Don't worry, it's a small matter. A group of people are really blind."

Jian Heng followed his father downstairs and got into the car, then asked, "What happened?"

"An old man was electrocuted and was under the protective net on our wall," said Jian Zhenhua.

Jian Heng was stunned after hearing this and asked back: "That little power is going to kill people?"

This is a fantasy. The voltage of that thing is lower than that of a waste lighter. It's just a device that makes people lose power and then turns off. Even if it breaks, it's only a few volts. It's a miracle to electrocute people.

"It's not surprising that the old man in his seventies or eighties died!" Jian Zhenhua started the car with a cold face.

Jian Heng was even speechless: "The old man in his seventies and eighties climbed a few meters high wall in the horse farm? Isn't that a damn death?"

Jian Zhenhua said: "It's just a dying person. They are not only trying to die, but also thinking that they can extort money for their children and grandchildren when they die. Do you think that if you didn't choose a private company like us with a large investment, you'll have to pay a little if anyone dies in their family."

"I'm just going to pay for it. If I pay this time, I'll kill an old man if I have nothing to do in the future?" Jian Heng said angrily.

To be honest, Jian Heng suddenly felt powerless about his hometown at this time, thinking that what was going on? Where did the beauty in his past memories go?

Could it be that true that the saying: There are troublemakers in remote areas?

Jian Heng was thinking about it when his cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and saw that it was indeed He Ye called it.

"There's something wrong with the horse farm!"

"I know, my dad and I are rushing to where," Jian Heng said.

He Ye said: "You go and see what's going on. If we take a reasonable approach, we can't give in at all. If we continue to let this continue, I don't do my business. Just pay the money for others."

"Don't worry, you think I want to pay this money," said Jian Heng.

The two brothers chatted for a while, and when they hung up the phone, the car had already passed the bridge, and in another five or six minutes the car arrived at the entrance of the horse farm.

In this winter, a group of old ladies were gathered in silence and filial piety around the door of the horse farm and shouted loudly, each of them crying sadly. In the middle of the intersection was a straw rack, with a hunched old man lying on it, with a small white cloth covering his body, which could not cover the person.

At this time, the police had arrived and were surrounding the order of the scene.

Seeing the car coming, Zheng Huaidong came up directly.

"How is it?" Jian Heng pressed the car window and asked.

"The family members are emotionally unstable, you should go in from Yunmamen," said Zheng Huaidong.

Jian Heng directly reached out and pushed the car door and walked down: "I'm going to see what these shameless people want to do?"

After saying that, he turned to his father and said, "Dad, go in."

"Restrain your temper and don't hit people again. We will be in the wrong place to hit people at this time!" Jian Zhenhua immediately said to his son.

Jian Heng said: "I understand."

Jian Heng didn't expect that he was going back to his hometown to give him a face. Who knew that he had just encountered bad things when he came back these days. People with some money regarded themselves as personal characters and shamelessly watched foreigners. Now, it's time to get started and extort money.

At this moment, I don’t know who recognized it in the crowd, so I shouted loudly: “The boss of this family is here, the boss of this family is here.”

In an instant, a group of girls sitting on the ground crying and howling immediately became energetic, and instantly surrounded the Audi car like a hundred meters sprint, and began to yell at the car.

"Come out, come out!"

Good guy, I don’t know why, a group of old women were fierce one by one, all of them looked like evil wolves who wanted to eat people.

When Zheng Huaidong saw that something was wrong, he immediately recruited police officers and isolated all of these people from the car.

The police were busy, and a group of girls were still resolute. Some of them seemed to be unsatisfied when they saw it, and even reached out to scratch the police. Several young policemen had their faces scratched.

"You guys are so irritating? It turns out that these policemen were not raised by their fathers?" Jian Heng asked at Zheng Huaidong.

Zheng Huaidong said with a bitter face: "I can't explain it to you. Do you understand what a group incident is and what a people's police?"

In the past, Zheng Huaidong could really reach out, but now he is different. If the position is different, the things he considers will naturally be different. What he is considering now is to stabilize the situation. As for the injured police, he will compensate him.

"I really... forget it." Jian Heng was actually quite distressed. The young policeman who was scratched was only 20 years old. He probably had never been beaten like this by his parents at home. Now he was scratched and cried by a group of crazy women. He still insisted on saying good things, trying to calm down his emotions.

To be honest, Jian Heng has a little prejudice against the police, not only the United States but also the country, but now it is not as he thought before. Sometimes it is really not easy to work as a policeman.
Chapter completed!