The training plan formulated by Ding Fan lasted for nearly half a month, and Zheng Sanpao came to the police station once in the middle, and even had to play with his son, wanting to see if his son had really learned anything here.

As a result, Zheng Sanpao can only barely keep not losing in front of his son, after all, the age is on this road, Zheng Yi is in the prime of life, and he is not Zheng Sanpao's opponent in a short time, but after a long time, Zheng Sanpao will become more and more difficult, and in the end, Ding Fan stopped the two, after all, if Zheng Sanpao loses, his face will not look good in the end.

In this way, Zheng Sanpao can be regarded as having seen the means of Ding Fan's disciples.

Originally, Zheng Sanpao was surprised enough, because the people in the tunzi always said that Ding Fan was arresting Zheng Yi to work with him, and after listening to it too much, Zheng Sanpao also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he took advantage of the fact that he was okay today and came here to see his son.

As a result, he almost fell into his son's hand, Zheng Yi's set of punches came down, and he danced like a tiger, and after two moves with himself, there was no sweat on his head at all, but he was a little out of breath.

And this is not the most surprising thing for Zheng Sanpao, the most surprising thing is that in the end, Zheng Yi held a piece of paper in his hand, and in front of him, he wrote a few words neatly, saying that Ding Fan taught him when he was fine these days.

His own son, Zheng Sanpao himself knows very well, he has never been to school since he was a child, and he doesn't know words at all, and he only knows a few words at home, but the piece of paper in Zheng Yi's hand is almost full, it is said that he learns every day, and even learned ancient poems, and he recited a poem in front of Zheng Sanpao very ostentatiously.

Zheng Sanpao, who listened to it, was warm, squinting his eyes, smoking a dry tobacco pouch in his hand, not to mention how beautiful it was.

The second fat who was not far away looked at Zheng Yi's appearance, and felt very uncomfortable, because he also learned a lot of things, Ding Fan gave the two of them a talk about the world outside the mountains as long as he had time, and also asked the two of them to recognize words and memorize Tang poems, these things are faster than Zheng Yi, but Zheng Yi has someone to show off, and his own?

As soon as he thought of this, Er Fat sighed secretly in his heart, and finally reluctantly poured all the mountain goods he recovered today on the ground, dried them and then put them back in the basket.

Ding Fan looked at Er Fat on the side, and knew in his heart what Er Fat was thinking, so he reached out and patted Er Fat's head gently, and then called Er Fat to come with him.

Then he took the second fat and sat next to Zheng Sanpao, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zheng Sanpao and said, "Third uncle, are you worried about your son coming to see that?"

Zheng Sanpao stretched out his hand to take the cigarette from Ding Fan's hand and said: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that the old ladies in the tunzi recently said that you went up the mountain to hunt wild boars, so I came to take a look, after all, that thing is not easy to deal with, so I am a little worried and want to persuade you." ”

Ding Fan knew Zheng Sanpao's intentions today, but he didn't expose his words, nodded casually and said: " The central government has a document down, and the county governments and public security systems below have policies, as long as they can drive the surrounding industries, the government leaders above will give support, I thought, our police station can be self-sufficient as much as possible, and try to reduce a little expenditure for the country, but I don't have much money left, Zheng Yi follows me here, I can't ask him to bring food every day, so I plan to do some small business, first, the police station has some income, and second, Zheng Yi doesn't have to carry food at home, maybe he can still have some income in his hands。 ”

The policy is not nothing, and it can even be said that it has been down for a while, but the villagers in the northeast have long been deeply rooted in their thinking, and it is really difficult to ask them to go out to do some business, so Ding Fan thought of this method and took the lead himself, as long as there are results on his side, he is not afraid that no one will come.

Zheng Sanpao smoked in silence, thought about it for a long time, and seemed to be a little puzzled by what Ding Fan just said.

Anyway, there is one thing he understands, his son is not losing here, and that is enough.

As for what Ding Fan said about doing some small business or something, it doesn't get in anyone's way anyway, just go back and ask these broken-mouthed mothers-in-law to take care of their mouths.

It's just that Zheng Sanpao just thinks that doing business is not as good as farming at home after all, Ding Fan, a doll in the city, must not understand these things, this time he planted his heels, and it would be good to have a long memory.

Therefore, he didn't say anything, as for what Ding Fan said, Zheng Yi would not need to bring food at home in the future, and even give Zheng Yi a little salary or something like that, Zheng Sanpao didn't care at all.

As long as Ding Fan didn't really think that he had the ability to kill a wild boar because he happened to kill a wild boar last time, he often went up the mountain to find a wild boar.

The thing I was most worried about in my heart was finally asked clearly, Zheng Sanpao's heart was also steady, when he came, he brought a little rice at home by the way, although it was all last year's rice, but it was preserved relatively well, and it was not broken at all, this time it was brought to Ding Fan.

The new grain came down immediately, and the excess old grain in previous years was generally made into wine, and this year it was sent to Ding Fan by Zheng Sanpao.

After Ding Fan saw the grain, he didn't want it, but after thinking about it for a while, he still put the grain down, just took out a notebook, recorded it on it, and then took out the money from the public funds of the police station and handed it to Zheng Sanpao.

And Zheng Sanpao saw that Ding Fan was holding the money in his hand, and his eyes immediately widened, as if he wanted to eat people: "What are you doing here? I just came to see my son today, and by the way, I will send him some food, and you give me the money, isn't this a slap in the face?"

Ding Fan shook his head and said: "Third uncle, you have also been a soldier, and you also know our discipline, we can't take a grain from the people for nothing, besides, we also ate the food you gave to Zheng Yi, and this should be shared with the money, I said it, Zheng Yi came here, you don't need to bring food, you have already told Zheng Yi." ”

Zheng Sanpao is also a veteran who has retired, and he knows the discipline of the army very well, and Ding Fan has already said everything, Zheng Sanpao has nothing to say, so he can only accept all the money, but he didn't collect it all, just took a few yuan, and returned the rest to Ding Fan: "The food produced by myself is not so expensive, these are enough." ”

Ding Fan didn't force it, he nodded and took back the money, the days to come will be long and that, and Zheng Sanpao will never be lost.

After saying this, Ding Fanyou patted the second fat body and said: "Third uncle, there is one more thing I ask you, you see this child, he is also from our tun, and now he doesn't even have a hukou and a house, can you help me think of a way?"

Zheng Sanpao glanced at Erfat, nodded and said, "You are Yu Wufu's son, right?"

Er Fat nodded and didn't speak, but as soon as Zheng Sanpao mentioned Yu Wufu's name, Er Fat's face was a little unsightly, and he didn't even dare to look at Zheng Sanpao, and kept his head down.

Seeing that Er Fat nodded, Zheng Sanpao sighed and said, "Alas...... You are still a child, and your father's affairs have nothing to do with you, but at that time...... Don't say it, the five guarantee households in the east of Tunzi, the old Qi Tou died the year before last, and the house is not inhabited now, so I'll give it to you, but boy, you have to remember it for me, and you have to be a down-to-earth person in the future, follow Xiao Dingzi, and learn something good!"

Er Fat looked at Zheng Sanpao in surprise, he never thought that one day he would have a house, because of his father's affairs, Er Fat has always been the most despised person in the tunzi, and he is often bullied, and in the end he can only barely survive on the mountain.

Unexpectedly, one day Er Fat could have a home in Tunzi, which Er Fat never expected.

The excited second fat almost knelt down and kowtowed to Zheng Sanpao, but Zheng Yi, who was still on the side, reached out and grabbed the second fat.

The second fat turned around and hugged Zheng Yi and cried, seemingly very sad, but it gave people a hard-won joy mixed in it.

Zheng Sanpao seemed to think of something, and said: "Child, you will live here for a while this year, and when the farming time is over next year, I will ask the people in Tunzi to help and repair the house, after all, it has been a bit long, and I am afraid that it will be a little leaky." ”

Erpang nodded excitedly, and finally followed Ding Fan's example and saluted Zheng Sanpao, which made Zheng Sanpao laugh.

Originally, the matter had been discussed, and Ding Fan felt that another stone had fallen to the ground, who knew that Zheng Sanpao suddenly grabbed Ding Fan and said, "What are you going to do with a dozen or so wild boars?"

Wild boar?

Ding Fan was stunned for a moment, and didn't think about it for a while, didn't he have eaten all the wild boars?

But when I came back to my senses and thought about it, it seemed that I had brought back twenty little piglets, which were just casually thrown in the pigsty of Zheng Sanpao's house at that time, and then I forgot about it, if Zheng Sanpao hadn't suddenly talked about it, Ding Fan would have been unable to remember.

"That's what I think about the little boar. ”

Ding Fan stretched out his hand and touched his chin, and said to Zheng Sanpao in detail: "Who in our Tunzi has the ability to raise pigs, mainly whose pigs are the fattest?"

Zheng Sanpao didn't know why Ding Fan asked like this, but if he wanted to say who fed the pigs the best, it had to be Wang Laoshi.

This Wang Laoshi is the most honest person in the tunzi, but there is really nothing to say about serving the livestock, the family was poor before, when the family was divided, there was only one pig, and the field was not distributed at all, but two years later, Wang Laoshi himself relied on raising pigs, bought a cow outside, and the field was planted by himself in the past two years, and the daughter-in-law was also found, or a famous skillful hand in the tunzi, which is a more enviable family in the tunzi.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Sanpao directly said Wang Laoshi's name.

Ding Fan said with a smile: "Then these twenty little piglets will be handed over to him to raise, I will pay him monthly, and if he gives birth to piglets in the next year, he will share half of them." ”

When Zheng Sanpao heard this, the cigarette in his mouth almost came out, choking him and coughing vigorously.

Pigs who have been serving for a year, not only do they give money, but they also share half of the piglets in the end?

I have never heard of such a good thing before, I really don't know, what is Ding Fan crazy about?