Lawyer's character

"Am I angry?... I said, the real estate project we acquired Qian Linlin's husband Cao Yueshan is almost done. Doesn't Cao Yueshan still need Fang Yi's legal fees of 200,000 yuan?" Yu Mantang said with a roll of his eyes.

"Ah, what's the matter? Do you want to help him?" Sister Lan glanced at him and said.

"No, I'm thinking that if this money goes into Cao Yueshan's pocket, he will definitely not be able to get it out. In all likelihood, he will not give the money to Lawyer Fang. Why don't we be good people, deduct the money, and transfer it directly to Fang Yi, just say that we asked for it for him, so Fang Yi will have to do us a favor." Yu Mantang said.

"Well, there is a way. Anyway, when Qian Linlin and Cao Yueshan came to me to make peace, they also said that they would pay the 200,000 legal fees when they got rich in the future. I was the one who came up with this idea. Who knew that they My pocket was cleaner than my face, and all my money was invested in the project, which made me feel awkward for a long time.”

After saying that, Sister Lan looked at Yu Mantang: "Lao Yu!"

"Ah! What's wrong?" Yu Mantang didn't know what weird idea his wife had thought of, and looked at her blankly.

"I found that you suddenly became enlightened!" Sister Lan pretended to be surprised.

"I just discovered it! I'm quite smart to begin with. It's just that I'm as smart as a fool!" Yu Mantang put on an air of superiority.

"Stop talking nonsense to me and go get some foot wash. I want to soak my feet while watching TV today!" Sister Lan's face darkened and she said sternly.

Yu Mantang was frightened and trembled. He was mostly awake from the wine and said hurriedly: "Okay! Go right away." After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around: "No, isn't there a nanny? Why let me let you go? I’m going to get foot-washing water!”

"The nanny asked for leave yesterday and went back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year." Sister Lan stared at Lao Yu.

"Okay, the nanny is gone, I'll take over!" Yu Mantang reluctantly walked to the bathroom.

Fang Yi called Cao Xiaoxue to discuss where Xiaozhi would go during the Spring Festival. Cao Xiaoxue coldly told Fang Yi that Xiaozhi’s final exam results were out and he did well. She wanted to take Xiaozhi to travel abroad and let her son see the world. , all the money was paid, and the travel agency informed me that we would depart the day before the Spring Festival for a ten-day tour of Europe.

Fang Yi was silent. His ex-wife wanted to take her son to see the world. She needed support. She couldn't just read thousands of books, but also had to travel thousands of miles to gain more knowledge. It seems that this Spring Festival can only be big-eyed and small-eyed.

Because there was nothing to do in the city, Wang Deyou found Fang Yi and bought some things together. They went to Xie Youhe's house to pay New Year greetings, and the three of them had a breakup meal.

After Wang Deyou knew that Fang Yi was driving back to his hometown, he encouraged Fang Yi to buy new year's goods and go back early. He wanted to take a ride back and buy some gifts for his wife and children.

My old friend Li Shuming took his parents abroad early to reunite with his wife and children and would not be celebrating the Spring Festival in China. Without Li Jiuyou, Fang Yi felt that staying in the city was meaningless. After wishing his old customers New Year greetings, Fang Yi bought some New Year goods in the supermarket, took his son to a meal and bought some gifts, and made an appointment with Wang Deyou. After a good time, we drove back to the village.

As the New Year approaches, white smoke rises from the chimneys of every household in the village. The fat pig that has been raised for a year has finally completed its mission, and the aroma of stew wafts throughout the village. Villagers who have gone out to work will soon come back to celebrate the New Year. By then, every household will be laughing, and more people will visit.

During the Spring Festival this year, Fang Yi returned to the village earlier than in previous years. He drove his father around the county and bought some winter clothes for his father Fang Youcai.

As the Toyota car drove into the village, the villagers sitting under the north wall of the village, wearing cotton-padded jackets with their hands folded, squatting or sitting in the sun, were like a team being inspected. Their eyes followed the movement of the car, and their heads moved with their eyes, until He looked away only when he couldn't see the car.

"Whose car is this?" someone asked.

"This car is not from our village." A middle-aged man sitting next to him said with a pout.

"How did you know?" the person who just spoke asked.

"When I raised my nose and asked about the smell of gasoline, I knew it wasn't the smell. The cars in our village don't smell like this." The middle-aged man said confidently.

Everyone around was heard laughing.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. There are only a few households in the village with cars. No one knows who goes in and out. I just saw Fang Youcai sitting on it. It should be his son Fang Yi who drove it back.

Fang Yi is really capable. He resigned from university and became a lawyer. From the county to the city, I heard that he helped fish out the crimes committed by Fang Mao's family. "Someone said next to me.

"Tch, so what. Being a lawyer is not as good as being a teacher. The harvest will be guaranteed despite droughts and floods.

Do not believe! Looking at his big head, he is also a lawyer. He is scolded all year round and runs from village to village licking his big face. On New Year's Day, Fang Mao was beaten with a big broom and almost ended up in the hospital. I haven’t seen him make a fortune either.

Fang Yi came back so early, probably because there was no money to be made in the city, so he came back early to celebrate the New Year. That car might have been borrowed. "The middle-aged man's words exuded a strong sense of contempt and a sour taste.

"How did you know it was a borrowed car?" A woman who looked to be in her fifties but was actually in her forties rubbed her nose with her sleeve and asked.

"I saw him driving a white car before. This car is black. He is not selling cars. Where did he get so many cars? He exchanged them. He must have borrowed them. The white car can't be borrowed. , I can only borrow a black car." The middle-aged man said dismissively.

"You bastard, you're living on subsistence allowance, why are you staring at people all day long? Why don't you go out and work to earn some money? You're so idle!" Fang Mao's scolding voice came from not far away.

When the middle-aged man saw Fang Mao, he immediately laughed: "It's almost the Chinese New Year..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Before the Chinese New Year, I didn't see you going out to work to make money. You are over 40 years old and you can't even get a wife. You still have your face leaning against the north wall, acting like a fool.

Originally, I was thinking about celebrating the Chinese New Year and seeing if there was anyone suitable in the surrounding areas so that I could make arrangements for you, but I just blamed you for being so lazy, huh! forget it. "After Fang Mao finished speaking, he walked towards the village committee with his hands behind his back.

"Village Chief Fang, stop! I can't change it yet. I will go out to work to make money after the Chinese New Year. First tell me which girl it is from, huh?..." The middle-aged man became anxious when he heard this and hurriedly got up to take a look. He started to chase Fang Mao.

Hearing that Fang Yi was back, after lunch, Fang strolled to Fang's house and insisted on inviting Fang Yi and Fang Youcai to dinner. The place to eat is set at my own restaurant in the village.

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and there are few people eating in restaurants in the countryside.

Fang Mao took the opportunity to entertain Fang Yi and invited several close friends over to join him at the table. As the dishes were served one by one, Fang Yi joked: "Sister-in-law, there are so many hard dishes, is there any game?"

"There must be game, but it's not protected, so feel free to eat it. It's all wild from our mountains and fields. It's purely wild." Fang Mao's wife, Zhao Cuixia, said with a smile.