Rebirth In Junior High School Campus: The Strongest Black Belly Business Woman

Chapter 971: Cui Daxia: There are only two social contradictions! (Three shifts)

As the saying goes, it’s not that you don’t report it. The time has not come. Although Wei Sheng didn’t do anything evil that year, it was considered that Cui Xian, who had come from afar, was surrounded by himself in the room. He even stole a few dumplings from the table at night. give him.

It's fine now. In the evening, Cui Xian quietly ordered some food after withdrawing the table and stepped into the house with a small bowl.

Wei Sheng was sitting cross-legged by the tea table under the window. He wriggled his lips when he saw it, and finally murmured, "I have eaten this evening."

Seeing her look like a gas bag, Cui Xian was also happy, and whispered, "I should be hungry after sweating so much."

It means that you have a lot of activity, and it's time to eat something to replenish your energy.

Wei Sheng stared at him sadly, who blamed this? Not blame him yet.

If he didn't ask her to come over with something important tonight, and if he didn't enter the door, he would be worried about the two boxes of consumables. As for Cui Yongzhen and Li Zhengwen, he made a fool of himself.

She could have appeared in front of them generously, politely, generously and decently and said a long time no see, and then watched the other party's expression of consternation and deceit with composure.

It's better now, I huddled in the room and ate a meal with them.

Wei Sheng bent over to cover her face. She felt that meeting Cui Xian in this life was the greatest blessing, and also the greatest misfortune. There must be something in the fate of the two of them, and they always pitted each other when drinking and playing games. On point.

He put the bowl amusedly on the coffee table, squatted down and pulled her hands away, looking at the red and helpless beautiful face in front of him, he suddenly took her hand on the back of his head and rubbed it, his eyes felt bitter. , "Why do you women like to pull their hair in a fight?"

Wei Sheng was taken aback, rubbed the back of his head and said, "Does it still hurt?"

He pursed his lips and nodded, with a look of innocence, "Who instilled me since I was a child? Anything as long as it is me..."

Snapped!

Wei Sheng was ashamed and patted the back of his head, "Go!"

His eyebrows were slightly bent, and he wanted to say something more, suddenly there was a knock on the door panel, accompanied by Cui Yongzhen's voice, "Cui Xian, mom is here?"

Wei Sheng straightened his back abruptly, looking at the opposite door, only Cui Yongzhen turned the handle, but did not push the door open.

It turned out to be locked.

In front of him, Cui Xian squatted on the ground in his spare time. This habitual offender did nothing but was more calm than her. "I change my clothes and you wait for me in the living room."

"Why always change clothes?" Cui Yongzhen whispered and turned and walked back to the living room.

"Why always change clothes!" Wei Sheng couldn't help but squeeze his nose.

He smiled and did not hide, "When is the ugly wife going to see her in-laws?"

Wei Sheng heard the words and pondered. Three years ago, her relationship with Cui Yongzhen was mixed. She can feel that she has made some obvious changes to herself during the time she was in contact with Cui. Cui Yongzhen is still unwilling to regress in terms of getting along with Xian.

Naturally, it was because I was still young.

The last contact came when she learned that she was one of the partners of the Louwang Project. At that time, Wei Sheng used a trick to suppress first and then raise, but unfortunately he could only suppress in time, and was arrested before he was free to execute the landing plan. went.

He smiled and said, "Or, how about making a meal with two families?"

Wei Sheng shook his head sternly, "You are really courageous, but according to my many years of experience, the attitude of the enemy and us is unclear. I still recommend breaking them one by one. You see my parents, and I see your parents, and get together again when the attitude is clear to avoid intensifying conflicts. "

"Years of experience." He chewed these words.

"Don't be jealous, it is the experience of adjusting the internal conflicts of Hongmen." Wei Sheng emphasized.

Cui Xian awed in awe and reminded him with a serious look, "This is a family conflict, and it cannot be regarded as a conflict between ourselves and the enemy."

Wei Sheng disagrees, "There are only two kinds of social contradictions, the contradiction between ourselves and the enemy and the contradiction among the people. Did you learn politics for nothing?"

He nodded intently, "The contradiction between the enemy and ours is really tricky, so it's up to you." After saying that, he hugged the person in his waist.

Wei Sheng was shocked, "What are you going to do?"

"According to my many years of experience, I must first settle inside." He hugged someone into the soft bed.

Wei Sheng only felt a pain in his old waist, and sternly said, "Cui Daxia! There are no contradictions among the people!"

Ignore it.

"Then, treat it as a contradiction among the people?" Wei Sheng retreated.

Ignore it.

"Then treat it as a family conflict!" Wei Sheng gritted his teeth and regressed again.

He took time out of his busy schedule to respond, "But there are only two social contradictions."

"Your mother called you just now!"

"She will understand me."

"You have a daughter-in-law and forget your mother!"

"Hush! Don't intensify the conflict between the enemy and us."

"Um...Ah! Um! Awesome!"

(Stinking rogue!)

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"Change clothes?"

Li Zhengwen couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard that his son was changing clothes in the house again.

The bathrobe thrown on the coffee table, the "spiral pattern" on the floor, and Cui Xian who stayed in the room for a long time after his parents visited.

He hissed and got up and walked towards the door. He stopped halfway and stopped, tapping his trouser pockets with his fingertips. There was a small paper bag that had not been opened. He slammed back and looked at his wife. .

Cui Yongzhen just picked up the remote control to turn on the TV in his spare time, "It's hot in Pengcheng, unlike our north, where I sweat from morning to night and take a shower several times a day. No wonder I always change clothes."

Li Zhengwen opened his mouth, and finally chose to swallow the words in his stomach. His wife only found the bathrobe. This is still not the truth from the clues!

He turned and walked back to sit on the sofa.

Ten minutes passed.

Cui Yongzhen raised her head to look at her watch and frowned. She put down the remote control to get up, but Fang Li Zhengwen grabbed her and said, "Don't disturb, the child may be busy with business."

Cui Yongzhen tilted her head, and suddenly muted the TV with the remote control, "Lao Li, did you hear... it seems that there is a sound?"

Li Zhengwen took the remote control and turned on the voice, "I heard Cui Xian talking on the phone just now. It should be about business. Don't bother."

Cui Yongzhen didn't doubt that he was there, nodded and shook her head, "I really can't help but take care of my parents."

Li Zhengwen nodded with a weird smile, turned the volume up with the remote control, leaned on the sofa with a sigh, and embraced his wife, "I am getting older and my ears are getting more and more difficult!"

Cui Yongzhen shook her head and smiled. This time she only had a brief contact with her for a meal. She intuitively felt that her son had changed. It was not as if she was lacking in anger over the past few years. With this alone, Cui Yongzhen, while pitying Wei Sheng for his early death, blamed her in her heart, and blamed her for taking away her son's anger.

Fortunately, I have survived these years. She thought that at that time her son was too young, and he suffered a blow after giving up his feelings, but as long as he survived, as time passed, he would gradually forget and get better.

Judging from this contact, the results finally made her gratified.