Chapter 99 This Is the Best Excuse

Zheng Xinyue patted her chest and told her mother with a lingering fear that this was not a lie. If she hadn't gone out last night, her family would have lost at least one chicken.

"Really? Then you have to watch it carefully. Keep the chicken outside tonight and don't bring it into your room. It's too smelly."

Gao Guilan didn't doubt Zheng Xinyue at all, and she was also scared.

Zheng Xinyue's eyes suddenly lit up. This was the best excuse.

During breakfast, Gao Guilan served Li Xiuqin very thick porridge and gave her two extra boiled potatoes, but her face was always gloomy, and she kept saying that she was right and Li Xiuqin was wrong.

"Don't think you're wronged. Who told you to always go to your mother's house to bring things? Why didn't I suspect the second son's wife?"

"I'm not wronged. I will never be so stupid again. I will live a good life with Jackie Chan."

Li Xiuqin didn't dare to expect her mother-in-law to apologize to her. She was flattered to be given more food.

"Sister-in-law, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have moved the chicken into the house without telling mom, causing you to be scolded."

Zheng Xinyue looked at her sister-in-law apologetically. She must have felt so upset when she was scolded by her mother right after she came back.

"Little sister, it's not your fault. Fortunately, you went out last night, otherwise there would be no old hens left in our house. "

Li Xiuqin waved her hands hurriedly. How could she dare to ask her sister-in-law to apologize to her?

After dinner, the Zheng family prepared to go to work. Zheng Xinyue used the excuse of having a stomachache and going to the toilet to delay going out until the last time.

After seeing that the whole family had left, she slipped into the warehouse. A few minutes later, she walked out of the warehouse calmly and locked the door again.

When she rushed to the threshing ground to gather, she unexpectedly saw Gu Changfeng coming. He was accompanied by the young man who came to her house for dinner last time. He seemed to be called Qin Liang.

Gu Changfeng was talking to the team leader Zheng Maoshan. There was a thick stack of newspapers on the back seat of the bicycle they pushed.

The sun shone through the leaves and sprinkled on Gu Changfeng, making his cold and hard features more gentle, but he was still serious.

"Xinyue, come here quickly. Accountant Liu called the name. "

Zheng Xinyue was watching! Gao Guilan was yelling at her while occupying a seat. She didn't care to see what Gu Changfeng and Zheng Maoshan were saying. She ran to her mother in small steps. She was embarrassed about cutting in line and planned to go to the end of the line.

"What are you going to do? Just stand here."

Gao Guilan grabbed her daughter. No one in the queue dared to say anything. Who would say anything when their mother occupied the seat? Wouldn't it be asking for trouble?

Gu Changfeng was talking about business with Zheng Maoshan. When he heard Gao Guilan's high-pitched voice, he stopped talking and looked over.

Zheng Xinyue also happened to look back at him. Their eyes met in the air. Zheng Xinyue was so scared that she quickly retracted her eyes.

She was very annoyed. Why was she so curious? Would he think she was a nymphomaniac?

Gu Changfeng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly when he saw her nervous look. He still remembered how she beat Zhang Hongbin in his second uncle's office. She was as fierce as a little cheetah.

"Director Gu? "

Zheng Maoshan mentioned the funding, and he said it twice in a row without waiting for Gu Changfeng to respond. He looked up and saw that he looked thoughtful, so he had to call him.

"Well, go on."

Gu Changfeng gathered his thoughts and motioned Zheng Maoshan to finish.

"Secretary Du said that the commune has no right to approve funding of more than 200 yuan, and he has to apply to the county for me,"

Zheng Maoshan sighed. Secretary Du only knows how to urge for food, and when it comes to practical matters, he pushes the responsibility to the superiors.

"When will he report to the superiors?"