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Stubborn Li Zheng is famously stubborn in our county. When it comes to his name, different people have different opinions. Profiteers are afraid of him because he is not only stubborn, but also very serious and competitive. He is simply more difficult to deal with than the Consumer Association. Some leaders are afraid of him because he closes his eyes. No matter you are a relative of the royal family with a profound background, or a second uncle or third aunt who he can't control, you will always ignore the truth and ignore people. It is simply less open-minded than the Discipline Inspection Commission. But the common people like him very much, saying that his stubbornness is the courage to defend the truth, that he is defending the rights and venting anger for the common people, and that he is a contemporary chivalrous man. I can't tell what kind of person he is, so I will write down three things he did recently that have been widely circulated among us. Whether it is good or bad, readers can judge for themselves.

Li Chenggong hadn't heard a woman talk about being a housewife for many years. He trembled in his heart, and something warm came up. But he never expected that as soon as he opened a spring of warmth in his heart, someone would push a piece of ice into it. The person who stuffed ice into Li Chenggong's fountain of happiness was an old man named Captain Zhang. He was sallow, thin, and haggard. He was brought in by his son. Li Chenggong had known him for decades. Captain Zhang and his son came to settle accounts with Li Chenggong. That morning, Li Chenggong, who was not yet proficient in driving skills, spent a lot of effort to reverse the new car that had been driven for a week. Opening the car door and stepping out, his eyes burst into tears from the strong sunlight. "Dad is here." My daughter Xiaoyu smiled brightly and continued to work on her medical records.

Hei Qunzi really received his retribution. He tripped over the tree stubble that he had cut down with his own hands, and was stabbed into his right eye by the tree stubble that he had cut down with his own hands. That was miserable - the whole right eye was bloody and bloody, and blood foam gurgled out like a spring. The pain made the black group howl like killing pigs and roll all over the ground. The surrounding armed militiamen quickly gathered around him, and health workers from the Sixth Border Defense Company bandaged him on the spot.