Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 305
"The captain's daughter-in-law, you can't ignore it."

"We all point out that this wine can add a lot of money to the family. Now the business can't be negotiated. They don't accept our wine. If you don't help us and talk to the manager, we will really cry died."

"Yes, yes, daughter-in-law of the captain, we heard that your family has always had a good relationship with the manager, you go and ask him for mercy, maybe he will change his mind and will take away the spoiled wine from our family. buy it."

"The daughter-in-law of the head of the brigade..."

There are more and more words like this.

Ma Yuehong's eyes became impatient.

She really wanted to lose her temper, accusing these villagers of being so shameless?

But remembering the position of his old man, he could only restrain himself and comfort them again:
"Everyone be quiet."

"I just came back from Kyoto, and I've been on the train for several days. I really don't have the energy to continue listening when you gather together and make noise like this."

"Calm down so I can talk."

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

She looked around and estimated that most of the people in the village had come.

There is almost no room to stand in the yard.

Ugh.

She sighed inwardly with some headaches.

Why are so many families' wines spoiled?
"When I gave you wine-making recipes, there were items of precautions clearly written on it. Later, each of your families sent a representative to my house to study with me. After the study, they all told me that making wine is easy. "

She said:

"I thought that every family of yours was very successful in making wine, but now it's the day of selling wine, and they all ran to me, crying and saying that if the wine is not ready, others don't want it..."

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

The expression on her face seemed to be really worried about the villagers.

Mu Datian's mother looked at her expression, and suddenly reached out to grab Ma Yuehong's arm. Mu Nannan, who was so strong, saw his grandma frowning.

"Moon red!"

This time she stopped calling the captain's wife:
"I know, although you say you don't care, you actually feel sorry for the people in our village."

"Why don't you listen to the people in the village and plead for us?"

"The big truck driven by the manager will arrive at your house in a while. Yue Hong, let me tell you, he brought two people here. There are many people in our village, so don't be afraid of him. Then you can help us talk, If he still doesn't listen and refuses to do this business, we will forcefully move the wine into his car, and he has to have it if he doesn't want it..."

Ma Yuehong's arm hurt from being grabbed by her, but this pain turned into disappointment when she heard some people in the village echo her words.

"Damn it that day, you were buying and selling by force..."

Her tone turned cold.

I really didn't expect the villagers, who were always simple and kind, to have such an idea.

Mu Datian's mother didn't notice, and continued to talk with a calculated smile:

"What are you afraid of when you buy and sell by force?"

"Anyway, the one who suffers is the manager of the supply and marketing cooperative."

"We have put in so much effort, we can't let us suffer, right?"

They are all poor farmers.

But no manager has money.

So this loss can only be eaten by the manager.

Sitting in Mu Qi's arms, Mu Nannan looked at the changed and unfamiliar Mu Datian's mother, and suddenly slipped from Mu Qi's lap.

She raised her little fleshy hand and pulled her grandma's arm out of the old lady's hand with all her strength:
"Grandma Tian, ​​you hurt my grandma's arm."

(End of this chapter)