Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

If other people heard this, they would be alarmed, or fainted. After all, it was so embarrassing to stand on the stage with the "door open" in front of the whole production team for so long just now.

After hearing this, Secretary Mo smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, but my door was not opened."

His voice was full of smiles, and in the end he followed Xiao Le's example, bent slightly to Xiao Le's ear, and gently parted his thin lips: "This is the style of these pants."

Xiao Le's ears turned red bit by bit, "But I was the only one who misunderstood, so many people will misunderstand, Secretary Mo, you'd better go back and change your pants, don't wear this style in the future."

Secretary Mo straightened up, looked at the little comrade with red ears and raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

In fact, no one thought that Secretary Mo's "door" was open, and Xiao Le was the only one who "meddled his own business."

But Secretary Mo really changed into a pair of pants, at least when he went to work in the afternoon, Xiao Le saw that he didn't wear the pair he wore in the morning.

"Hey, have you heard? Uncle Wu is sick, and it's a little serious."

"I heard my mother say a few words, why did you get sick? I saw him talking with Xiao Le yesterday."

"I don't know, but it may be because of his son. I heard that Uncle Wu went to the captain to complain, saying that Wu Weiguo abused him and didn't give him food..."

After Xiao Le listened to it for a while, he didn't want to participate, but was tricked by someone.

"Xiao Le, didn't you go to the captain behind Uncle Wu's back? What did they say?"

Xiao Le looked over, and a young man with a pockmarked face asked.

"I also heard from Uncle Wu that he eats one meal a day, and you all know that I'm soft-hearted," Xiao Le clicked his tongue, and soon joined the "battle" with a sad expression on his face.

"I also helped Uncle Wu's family a lot. I haven't returned any of the things his family borrowed over the years. I didn't ask them to return them because it was difficult for Uncle Wu to take care of his son alone. It makes me angry to think that his son is such an ungrateful thing."

Xiao Le babbled, criticized Wu Weiguo, and praised his noble sentiments, then stopped and took a sip of water from the bamboo tube.

The whole group was dumbfounded when they heard that.

I didn't want that pockmark to continue to ask, "You caught so many fish yesterday, why didn't you give some to Uncle Wu? Your family can't eat it either."

"Brother," Xiao Le rolled his eyes, "I touched it for nothing? My feet are swollen! And I'm shivering from the cold. That's it. I'm thinking of complaining to Uncle Wu! What about you? Just talk but don’t do it, you were also fishing yesterday, right? You also caught two, why don’t you send one to Uncle Wu?”

Before the pockmarked face could speak, Xiao Le said again, "My dad and I helped Uncle Wu's family a lot, right? Everyone knows about this, how about you? Your family never gave Uncle Wu a piece of grass. Right? What qualifications do you have to ask me not to send some fish over there?"

That pockmarked face was flushed red.

"Besides," Xiao Le turned around, "I also want to understand that giving things is a temporary solution, not the root cause. When you help people in the future, you can't always think about giving him food and drink. You have to think about what to do. Help the other party solve the problem from the root cause, so that he can keep up with our large army."

"well said."

Xiao Le was startled, and when he turned around, he saw the captain and Secretary Mo standing behind him for an unknown how long.

The person who spoke was Secretary Mo.

"Young comrades are very enlightened," Secretary Mo praised, "Not bad."

Xiao Le grinned and stood up, "Thank you, Secretary Mo, for the compliment. I just said it casually. I have suffered a lot over the years, but I didn't get it right. Others think I didn't do a good job."

Pockmarked face had buried his head and picked up the hoe to work on the other side, which showed that he was very afraid to face Xiao Le.

"It's a great blessing to understand so many truths when you know how to turn around." Secretary Mo looked at him with a smile, "I also understand a little bit about the Wu family. Shall I go to see Wu's house?"

"Good."

Xiao Le gave the hoe to someone he knew and asked them to look at it for him, and then took Secretary Mo to Uncle Wu's house.

"I heard that the captain said a lot about you." On the way, Secretary Mo also found a topic to chat with Xiao Le. "You are a very kind and good comrade."

"The kindness of the heart is the kindness of the heart," Xiao Le sighed, "Secretary Mo, I have heard people say the word foolishness and filial piety, and I know what it means. words to describe it.”

"Being kind is a good thing, but you can also help those in need as much as you can, instead of being soft-hearted. When you hear others begging yourself, saying that your life is hard, you will try to get things from home and send them out."

"To tell the truth from Secretary Mo, I have really hurt my family. I have only woken up a little now, and I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Secretary Mo didn't expect this little comrade to see his situation so thoroughly. After thinking about it carefully, he said to Xiao Le, "It's not too late, how old are you? You will have a lot of time to make up for your family in the future."

"Secretary Mo, you shouldn't comfort people often."

Xiao Le chuckled.

"I don't think people need comfort." Secretary Mo also raised the corners of his lips, "I hope people can see their situation clearly and make choices that suit them. No amount of comfort can compare to being rational when awake. "

"Then you just comforted me?"

Xiao Le looked at him sideways.

Secretary Mo was taken aback, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be a comforting word, "It seems that I broke the precept with you."

Xiao Le blushed, and his voice was like a mosquito's voice: "Really?"

"what?"

"I said it's coming."

Uncle Wu's house is better than that of Xiao Le's family. This is all the contribution of Xiao's father.

Looking at the house in front of him, Xiao Le told Secretary Mo about his father's weirdness, "I was deeply influenced by him. According to my mother's words, I don't learn the good ones, but learn the bad ones thoroughly."

Secretary Mo frowned as he looked at the house in front of him, and nodded when he heard the words, "Auntie is right."

Xiao Le wasn't angry either. He was telling the truth, and he wished he could dig the original owner and his old father out of the ground and beat them up.

Uncle Wu is really sick.

The courtyard door was half-closed. When I opened the door, I saw that the entire courtyard was in a mess. There were a lot of weeds growing in the corners of the courtyard. It could be seen that both father and son were lazy.

"I know where his room is."

Xiao Le led Secretary Mo inside, and said loudly as he walked, "Uncle Wu! Secretary Mo and I are here to see you!"

Hearing Xiao Le's voice, Uncle Wu, who was already uncomfortable, felt even more uncomfortable now. He coughed violently, and didn't even listen to what Xiao Le said. He just wanted to make people go away quickly. I don't want to see Xiao Le!

"Go! Go!"

There was the sound of rushing people accompanied by coughing in the room.

Xiao Le showed a small smile, and said to Secretary Mo, "It must be because he is afraid that he will infect me with his illness. Uncle Wu is really a man. He is too sick to get out of bed, so he still cares about this."

After finishing speaking, he said loudly to Uncle Wu, "I'm coming in!"

Uncle Wu was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

Xiao Le groaned, walked over and pushed him twice, but nothing happened.

"It's over, shouldn't it be a dead ball?"

The corner of Secretary Mo's mouth twitched. Looking at the other's heaving chest, he raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "It's not dead... the ball."