Boss Tang had long been frightened by Wang Ping'an, but for some reason, he had to contract land here, and he was afraid of being beaten at this time, so he shouted loudly, hoping to attract the attention of others.

"What are you calling? I don't want to do anything, you don't have anything I want to do here. Wang Ping'an glanced at Boss Tang like a neuropath, and walked past them with a big yellow dog.

"Ah, really didn't do anything?" Boss Tang let out a long breath, and there was a sense of emptiness after being nervous and exciting.

Looking at Wang Ping'an's distant back, he seemed to feel that everything was boring.

"Alas, isn't it just a contract for dozens of acres of orchards? Why am I nervous? The land is not Wang Ping'an's family, and the price is high enough, and the owner of the land agrees. ”

Boss Tang didn't understand why he was nervous and afraid, and looked at the people around him, and the people around him also looked confused.

"You may not believe it, but this man is a psychopath, a violent maniac, and I have seen with my own eyes that he threw several adults into a pond for swimming. ”

"And then?"

And then ...... And then...... Let them come up again. Boss Tang hesitated, telling the truth, there didn't seem to be anything scary.

"......" Everyone thinks that Boss Tang's head is the problem, where is Wang Ping'an violent?

Such a handsome and handsome young man with an honest face, throwing people into the pond, and not beating people, must have a good temper and cultivation.

Although we are employees hired by you, you can't lie to everyone like that, right?

Our employees also have brains, they can think, and they will wake up, even if they want to brainwash us, they must use snacks, right?

If we work here in the future and occasionally see Wang Ping'an, will we also be like you, shouting "ahhhhhhhhhhh

No, we don't!

Boss Tang felt everyone's distrust, but he didn't know how to explain it, and hoped that these stupid employees would see Wang Ping'an's true face in the future.

That's a ruthless man who has even suffered under his hands, you don't believe what I said today, you will regret it later.

Wang Ping'an, as a peaceful and friendly young man, didn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts, and he couldn't imagine that Boss Tang would slander himself so maliciously in his heart.

He is in a good mood now, and when he meets a familiar villager, he will stop and say a few words.

At this time, the villagers did not dare to call him "Erbao" to his face, and they all called him Erbao, and they were as affectionate as a family.

This is the dignity and reputation that Wang Ping'an fought with his fists.

People like Wang Jingshi, Huzi, and Leopard have not dared to trouble him or take revenge on him, and the people in the village understand how high Wang Ping'an's status is now.

As long as his brain is not broken, he will not take the initiative to provoke him.

In the open space of the village, everyone built a spiritual shed for the bald man, no one cried and mourned, and no one kept a vigil for him, and on the small tree next to him, a dozen sheep were tethered.

The old headmaster, Wang Banli, sat on a chair next to him and chatted with several villagers sitting on the ground.

Wang Banli is in his sixties, with gray hair, the temperament of a cultured person, and a dark blue tunic, it seems that he has been wearing this way for so many years, and has never changed.

When Wang Ping'an walked over, a big fat man was bragging to Wang Banli, foaming at the stars, and he was on the rise.

“...... Don't look at my young age, but my brewing skills are not weaker than anyone else in the city, and at the last year's brewing enthusiast exchange conference, the liquor I brewed was highly praised by several experts. ”

Someone next to him couldn't help but interrupt the fat man's boasting, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqiang, it doesn't matter if you say this in front of us, if the ninth master hears it, he will definitely whip you with a cane." ”

The fat man was not convinced, and said angrily: "Why did the Ninth Master smoke me? When it comes to wine-making skills, I am not weaker than him? I don't believe that you let him come over, and we will compare wine-making skills face to face?"

Wang Banli waved his hand, and said with a graceful smile: "Okay, okay, don't brag about it here, the funeral of the leper bald man will not be set up, and the burial will have been completed a long time ago, and everyone is so quiet." Xiaoqiang, you are still young, young people should be humble, your wine-making skills are far worse than your ninth master. ”

"I'm not convinced! You are old eyes, thinking that the wine made by the old people is better than the wine made by us young people. You wait, I'll go get a pot of good wine made by myself, and let you taste it and open your eyes. ”

Xiaoqiang said, turned his head and ran, a fat body trembling violently in the run.

"Is the old principal back?XiaoqiangWhat's the matter, since I was a child, I haven't seen him run so fast?" Wang Ping'an leaned over and took the initiative to greet Wang Banli.

The old principal is the honorific title of Wang Banli in the village, and adults and children call it that, just like most people call Su Wenting Teacher Su.

Wang Banli said in surprise: "Yo, is this Erbao? When did you speak so neatly and so clearly? Are you cured?"

In order to be able to see clearly, he also took out reading glasses from his jacket pocket, and after putting them on, he looked at Wang Ping'an carefully.

"My illness...... It's not good, and when you encounter stimulation, you get sick, but I've been in a good mood lately, and my brain feels much clearer, and under normal circumstances, I won't mess around. ”

"Hehe, you kid, you can make your mother fuck heartbroken, it's good to be sober, if you can stay awake, the illness will be cured. ”

The villagers next to him heard Wang Ping'an's words, and their feelings were a little complicated.

In the past few days, you have beaten several waves of people in a row, and this is the reason why you are in a good mood?

If you mess around, what will happen? Will it kill people?

As soon as Wang Ping'an chatted with the old principal, he saw the big fat man Xiaoqiang holding a pot of clay wine and a stack of transparent plastic cups, panting, like a black bear, running and jumping, and running back in a strange posture.

"You ...... Whew...... Taste my ...... Whew...... Brewed ...... Sorghum wine ......"

After Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he almost fainted from exhaustion, so he simply stopped talking, gasping for breath and recovering his strength.

Wang Ping'an took the wine jug and disposable cup in his hand, first poured a third of the glass for the old principal, then poured a third of the glass for himself, and let the others pour the rest of the wine themselves.

This wine is poured into the glass, there is a hint of yellowishness, the nose is close to the mouth of the cup and sniffed, it is a pure aged wine aroma, but the fragrance is single.

I took a sip gently, and at first there was a bit of a chilling feeling, like a small fire, spreading in the mouth, and a unique fragrance of sorghum wine spread out, and when I drank it into my stomach, my internal organs were all comfortable.

"This wine...... It is really good, the degree is sufficient, the taste is positive, and it is a real sorghum wine. Compared with Jiuye's Wuliang Daqu, it has a different flavor. Wang Ping'an smacked his lips and nodded in appreciation.

"Huh, Erbao, you actually know how to taste wine?" Xiao Qiang couldn't take any breath as if he knew Wang Ping'an for the first time, his eyes widened, staring at him.