Fu Bao leaned on Huang Wulang's back and said, "Uncle Wu, we can prepare for action. The car will drive over soon."
Sure enough, as soon as they were ready, the car drove over slowly. When they got here, all the drivers got out of the car and went back.
Huang Wulang couldn't speak when he saw this strange scene. After a while, he said: "These people just abandoned the car and went back?"
Fu Bao nodded and said: "Uh... By the way, the top of the car is piled with oilcloth. Let's remove the oilcloth first."
Dozens of people quickly unloaded two trucks of tarpaulin. Who would have thought that the task would be so easy?
Huang Wulang looked at Fu Bao and said, "Good boy! Do you have a group of people behind your back? Why are those people so powerful?"
Fu Bao looked at him and said calmly: "I raise ghosts, Uncle Wu, let's go!"
"Ghost???" Huang Wulang felt that his whole scalp was numb, and then he thought for a while and said: "You guy, you don't say a word of truth in your mouth, hey! Where did the ghost come from in this world? Really."
Fu Bao was speechless. She told the truth. He couldn't blame her if he didn't believe it.
Qian Baobao said: "I asked them to add more than 100 bags of grain to each truck, so we have more than 800 bags of grain. I think Geng Renbin will go crazy when he wakes up tomorrow morning."
Aren't you going crazy? Thousands of bags of food?
Fu Bao laughed and said: "Humph! Let's see how he explains it?"
Qian Baobao said with a smile: "I also used his body to write a letter of confession, and then wrote down all his crimes and handed them in."
He directly handed it over to his senior leader, including the evidence he wanted to frame Geng Renhe.
Several big leaders received Geng Renbin's confession, and they were all dumbfounded: "This...how is this possible? In just one year, so much food was missing, and no one noticed?"
"No way? Where is he? Call him over quickly."
"Forget it, let's go take a look! Call the accountant..." A group of people rushed to Geng Renbin's Grain Bureau.
At this time, Geng Renbin was sitting in the office, frowning. He had no memory of what happened last night. What happened yesterday?
He saw several big leaders walking in. One big leader looked at him and said, "Geng Renbin, is the confession you wrote true?"
"A confession? I didn't write a confession!"
"You still pretend that this is what you wrote? Geng Renbin, I really didn't expect that you actually embezzled so much of the country's food."
Geng Renbin looked at the confession, and his whole body shook like a sieve: "No, I didn't write this, really not! I didn't do the things above."
"You didn't do it, did you? The accountant has already started taking stock of the food. We'll find out when it's finished." Several big leaders sat down.
Geng Renbin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. How could this food stand up to the plate? Sure enough, 2853 bags of food were empty in one plate. Not only these, but twelve cars were missing...
Several big leaders were dumbfounded. Not one car was missing, but twelve cars were missing at once! What is this concept?
"Geng Renbin, what do you want to do? Drag us into the water together?" The big leader's face was livid, and he was all very angry.
Geng Renbin was sitting in the office, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: "Impossible, how could there be so many fewer cars? How could there be so much less food!"
Fubao and the others had already arrived home. The food was quickly moved into the village, and then the cars were driven over to Uncle Zhang.
But Fu Bao looked at these new trucks and was a little reluctant to sell them: "Uncle Zhang, these trucks are quite useful. Can you modify them and return them to me?"
Uncle Zhang smiled and said: "You don't have any place to put it! Let's talk about it after I finish all these cars!"
Fu Bao nodded and said, "Then let's go back first."
Uncle Zhang looked at the vast number of ten cars and twitched his mouth. At first he thought there were only one or two cars, but he didn't know there would be ten cars! What a headache!
After Fu Bao got home, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. Although he also fell asleep in the car, he couldn't wake up.
When he woke up, it was already the next morning. Huang Wulang looked at her and said, "I finally woke up. If you don't wake up, you will kill me."
When Fu Bao got up, he saw Old Mrs. Huang looking at Huang Dalang with murderous intent. When Fu Bao got up, he immediately changed his face and said, "Good boy, are you awake? Come on, let's go eat. The wontons we made tonight, There's chicken soup in it, so it tastes really fresh."
Fu Bao nodded quickly. Small wontons were her favorite, and with the cooked mushroom sauce, they tasted amazing.
Not only are there small wontons, but there is also a plate of large intestines. Huang Erlang said: "Fubao, eat it and see if it tastes good? I made it very clean."
Fu Bao smelled it and found that it was indeed very fragrant. After taking a sip, she raised her thumb and said, "Second uncle, this is amazing. This tastes great."
It tastes much better than Geng Renhe's. Huang Erlang's whole body is a bit fluttery. Fu Bao's mouth is notoriously difficult to take care of. If she says it's delicious, it's really delicious.
Huang Erlang wore an apron and said: "Our family has a girl who wants to learn cooking from me, and I'm teaching her now!"
Fu Bao looked at Huang Zhaomei who was eating sullenly and said, "Brother, do you really like cooking?"
Huang Zhaomei nodded and said, "Yes, I like it very much. When I grow up, I want to be a chef and cook for you."
Fu Bao almost choked: "Brother Zhaomei, don't go out of your way to learn cooking just for me. You have to find something you like."
Huang Zhaomei said quickly: "I really like cooking, and it just so happens that my dad can teach me. Fubao, when I learn well, I will cook for you every day."
Fu Bao thought for a while and nodded. There are people who really like to be chefs, just like Huang Erlang.
Fu Bao said: "I still have many secret recipes, which I will tell you when the time comes."
Mrs. Huang said with a "hmm", "What are you telling them to do? Fubao, you can't tell them the secret recipe casually, do you understand?"
Huang Erlang quickly said: "It's okay, I can figure it out myself."
Fu Bao smiled. She had too many secret recipes. They were all part of the same family. Besides, Huang Erlang and Huang Zhaomei loved her so much, so it wasn't a big problem.
After eating, Mrs. Huang bathed and changed Fu Bao's clothes and said:
"It's cold today, and it will get even colder when you enter the mountains. You should wear an extra shirt tomorrow. Also, if you have a prescription in your hand, hold it tightly and don't let anyone know about it.
Even if we are a family, we have to be on guard. Look, my brother, in the end, isn’t he here to trick me?
You'll know when you grow up that people's hearts can change easily. Now it's because your brothers don't have their own families. It'll be hard to tell when they get married in the future! "
Fu Bao looked at Old Mrs. Huang and said, "Why do brothers and sisters have to come to this point?"
