I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

Chapter 182: Farmhouses are deceiving

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Today, the sun is shining and the weather is fine, which is the most suitable for visiting relatives and friends.

Abdul Aini led his old donkey into the entrance of Yuelun Village.

Yuelun Village is one of the relatively large villages in Hahe Township, with a population of more than 1,000, which is rare in the nearby ground.

Abdul Aini is not from Yuelun Village. His family lives in Shiqiong Village, Wushi Township next to Hahe Township. He came here today to visit his aunt.

His aunt married to Yuelun Village 40 years ago, and now she is over 60 years old. She has always been in good health, but this time she suddenly fell ill, and it is said that she was very ill. Doiani's father was very worried, so the father, who had bad legs and could not travel far, asked his son to come and have a look.

Abdul Aini often came to play at his aunt's house when he was a child, and his aunt loved him very much, so the relationship between him and his aunt's family has always been very good.

My aunt has a son and a daughter. The daughter is married, and now my aunt lives with her son.

My aunt's son was older than Abdul Aini's, he was Abdul Aini's cousin, and his name was Turdi.

Two years ago, Turdi went to the southern coastal areas to venture around. Later, his father passed away and his mother needed to be taken care of as she got older. He came back. He is considered someone who has seen the outside world.

"I used to sell sliced cakes in the south, and I made a lot of money!"

Whenever talking about the things in the coastal areas in those years, Cousin Turdy always said this with emotion.

Relying on selling cut cakes, he built a house for his family and bought a tractor. He is considered a promising person in the countryside.

Because Abdul Aini is the youngest son, his parents do not allow him to travel far away, so he has been staying in Bahe since he was a child, and he is particularly envious of people like Cousin Turdi. With a convincing momentum.

I came to the gate of my aunt's house familiarly, and before I entered, I heard Cousin Turdy's voice from inside: "Get out of here quickly, I won't entertain you any more, you guys This is a lie, I will sue you at the town government."

"Sue us? Sue us for what?"

In the yard, there was another voice.

He and Cousin Turdi both speak Uyghur, but his pronunciation is a little different, obviously he is not a local: "You have signed a contract with us, and now you suddenly say that you are not welcome, do you know Knowing that this is a breach of contract? We can sue you!"

Cousin Turdi scolded: "You are liars, liars! You lied to us to receive guests for you, saying that you can make money, but in fact it is not like that at all. You have so many demands, and the guests are so unreasonable. We No money at all."

The man retorted: "You know whether you can make money or not. We don't care about it, but you signed a contract with us and you should fulfill it. At the beginning, so many people wanted to cooperate with us, and you finally grabbed the spot. Now you suddenly regret it." If you say you don’t want to, it’s a breach of contract, and you’re too dishonest.”

"I'm dishonest?"

Cousin Turdi laughed out of anger: "If you don't go out and ask, am I, Turdi, a person of integrity? When I was selling cakes in the south, I always did business with integrity. , because of this kind of business is booming, you said in my yard that I have no integrity, this is an insult to me, believe it or not, I will beat you?"

With a bang, it seemed that someone picked up something and hit something.

The person who was arguing with Cousin Turdy said in a panic, "Don't mess around, I can call the police, and then it won't be as simple as breaking the contract."

Cousin Turdi: "Get out of my yard, and don't let me see you in Yuelun Village again."

"Go, let's go, you wait, we will definitely go to the town to sue you."

After a flurry of chickens flying and dogs jumping, Abdul Aini, who was standing in front of the courtyard, saw two people running out from inside in a panic. When they saw Abdul Aini head-on, the two stared fiercely. Abdul Aini glanced at him, and one of them snorted coldly, and then ran away in a hurry.

Immediately afterwards, Cousin Turdi chased out from behind with a wooden stick, and when he saw Abduani, he stopped, pointed at the two fleeing earlier, and cursed, "Don't let me see you again! ", and then nodded depressedly to his cousin: "Why are you here?"

Abdul Aini led the old donkey into the yard: "I heard that my aunt was ill, and Atta asked me to come and see her."

Glancing outside the courtyard gate, Abdul Aini asked, "Who were those two just now? What happened?"

"Pooh!"

Hearing this, Turdi spat bitterly, closed the courtyard door, and said, "Those two guys are from Guolu, they are very bad."

"Fruit trip?"

Abdul Aini couldn't help asking, "What's going on here?"

Turdi patted his cousin on the shoulder: "Don't talk about this, go and see Apa first, and I will tell you slowly after reading it, um, Apa got mad because of this."

Abdul Aini was even more curious, but the main purpose of coming to Yuelun Village today was to visit his aunt's condition, so he didn't continue to ask, but pulled the donkey into the yard and tied it up, and took the donkey he brought from home. After unloading all the presents, such as dried fruit, I went into the house to see my aunt.

I talked with my aunt for a while, and informed each other about the physical condition of the old man and the living conditions of the two families. It was not until my aunt looked a little tired that Abdul Aini came out of the house to let my aunt have a good rest.

In the process of doing homework with my aunt, my aunt said several times, "If it weren't for the farmhouse, I wouldn't be so angry." After coming out of the house, he and his cousin sat under the grape arbor in the yard, and couldn't help asking: "Cousin, what's the matter with the farmhouse music that Auntie just mentioned? What happened to make Auntie so angry?" What does it look like?"

"Ah~~~~~~"

Turdi sighed softly, shook his head and said, "It's all my fault. I heard that farmhouse music can make money, so when I heard that the Guolv group wanted to do this, I rushed to sign up... Alas, I just found out now that farmhouse music This thing is a lie."

Abdul Aini asked: "What's the matter, cousin, tell me about it."

Turdi took out his pipe, lit it, and showed some distressed expression on his face: "Okay, let me tell you, let you know, and be careful if you encounter it in the future."

"careful?"

Abdul Aini didn't know why, so he just stared at his cousin, waiting for him to speak.

"It's like this, people from Guolu came to our village that day..."

Turdi sorted out his thoughts a bit, and while smoking his pipe, he slowly told his cousin the whole story.