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Chapter 115

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    Niu Xingsheng died like this, in a way that no one could imagine, and Feng Yimin was no exception. Before he could think of a way to deal with Niu Xingsheng, the other party was already dead, and he couldn't express it in his heart.  How do you feel? Why did this person suddenly die when he was fine?

    On this day, he went to the commune for a meeting and talked about this matter with Li Aiguo. Li Aiguo's expression was indescribably strange. After a pause, he told him: "Niu Xingsheng is seeking death on his own. Everyone in his village has seen it."  He was so drunk in the middle of the night and yelled like crazy that he ran to the mountain and fell to his death. The people in his village didn't find him until the next morning. He was completely cold. Alas, he did it by himself.  It¡¯s no one else¡¯s fault to die. He was just lucky and died at the right time. In a few days, he may not be so dignified. Just wait.¡±

    Feng Yimin was confused after what he heard and couldn't figure out the mystery behind it. As a result, two or three months later, news came that Niu Xingsheng's old leader had collapsed.

    It just happened that Niu Xingsheng bought fake seeds and was stabbed to the top. He was going to die, but the old leader saved him, but he didn't expect that there was a deep network behind the fake seeds. The people above would pursue him.  When I got down, I followed the vines and pointed to the old leader.

    "The old leader can get along well with people like Niu Xingsheng, which means that he is not clean. If the people above check it out, won't he be dismissed?"  Even Niu Xingsheng, a loser, had a bad reputation after his death. The people's fat and anointing he had collected over the years were also found out and completely confiscated. In the end, it was all in vain.

    Feng Yimin was no longer threatened, and the big stone that was weighing on his heart was finally removed. Otherwise, leaving such people alive in the world would always be a disaster for his family. He had a family and a family, and he couldn't afford it.  After all this trouble, now that God has opened his eyes, forget about the happiness in his heart.

    When Old Man Feng heard the news, he was so happy that he drank two more drinks. He slapped the table and said in a loud voice: "Hahaha, the man named Niu is dead, and his backer is also dead. Why do you think this person is so useless?"  You are already a high-ranking official, but you can still be scared to death? How can such a small person be so greedy?"

    "Who knows?" Feng Yimin curled his lips and said with disdain: "The bad things have come to an end, and they deserve to die. Finally God opened his eyes and took them all away."

    When they were saying these words, Mengmeng was also there. It had nothing to do with her this time. She didn¡¯t even know who the old leader was. Even Niu Xingsheng¡¯s death had nothing to do with her. Mengmeng  I just want to teach him a lesson and don't care if he turns into a fool.

    At this moment, Mengmeng is holding half of a large watermelon in her arms. From time to time, she scoops out one or two spoonfuls of the bright red watermelon flesh and puts it into her mouth. It tastes sweet and delicious. She has a bumper harvest of watermelons at home, and Mengmeng eats it every day.  Not boring.

    Feng Yimin heard the sound of his daughter munching the watermelon, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. It was already October, and winter was about to begin again. His family had to consider setting up a greenhouse, and this time he wanted to plant some.  What's good?

    Feng Yimin's family was not short of money, and they lived a comfortable life, but the people in the village were not so happy. Today they planted two crops of watermelon and sold two crops of watermelon, but they did not make more than last year. Why is this?  ?

    Because many villages in Shilibaxiang nearby also grow watermelons. Anything in excess is worthless, let alone fresh fruits. They all come on the market as soon as they come on the market, and there is no plan. No matter how delicious the watermelons in Taoyuan Village are, they are still sold.  The price was not very high, but in the end the cooperative made a decisive decision and directly hired a car to transport it to the next province and sell it, so that the villagers did not lose money.

    The villagers finally woke up. There will definitely be more and more watermelons in the future, and they will become trashy street items, which will become less and less valuable. Their frustration reached its peak in an instant. This person is afraid of comparison. In the past, watermelons  It's so rare and valuable. Soon no one will care about it. They will continue to grow watermelons. From now on, they will be just like ordinary crops and they will never make a lot of money. That will make them feel as uncomfortable as they want.

    The people in the village couldn't think of any good solution after much thought. They came to the brigade from one place or two to complain: "Village chief, what should we do? We can't go on like this. Those villages are really  Don¡¯t you know how to grow something else? Why are you so shameless if you insist on competing with us to grow watermelons? Village chief, why don¡¯t you go talk to them and tell them to stop growing watermelons? This watermelon belongs to us.  Why should they be allowed to grow the village¡¯s specialty products?¡±

    "What kind of bad idea are you coming up with? If it were you, would you? Why don't you say it yourself?"

    Feng Yimin rolled his eyes and lectured you rudely: "Didn't I tell you before? Watermelons are grown in other villages, so we have to plant something different.Folks, let me give you the most affordable price, which is definitely not the same price as those in the city.  "

    Good guy, old man Feng quietly came up with a new trick. How else could he make people rich? He was almost everywhere in the world. They had never seen these rare things from the north.  If the price is right, they would also like to buy it back and enjoy it.

    From that day on, there were several more chicken coops in the village. People dyed them in all colors, red, yellow, purple, and brown. Each one was more fashionable than the other. Just looking at the back, they looked more foreign than the foreigner.  As for people, the villagers are living a promising life. When they have free time, they like to do a few break dances. They are so energetic that no one in the commune would envy them.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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