Wang Xiang was also going to see the excitement, but the bicycle was snatched away by Liu Zhigao, and he jumped in front of the door in a hurry.

Zhenhua rode forward and asked, "Qi Lei, why are you back?"

Qi Lei said: "I came back to see my family, walked to Da Yaozhuang, saw that it was lively, and came to call you before I went home, is it interesting?"

"Interesting, interesting!"

While speaking, Zhenhua had already ridden to Da Yaozhuang.

Sure enough, on the site of the village office, the old master was holding a cane and was furious.

Dozens of bricklayers, carpenters, and small workers all stopped what they were doing and looked at the old master with a smile.

Zhang Xin, Ge Shoudao and several other village cadres stood aside with their frowns, not daring to face the old master's crutch.

Zheng Huailiang, the village party secretary, was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't know where he went.

The old master has been with his eldest son in the provincial capital for the past few days, and he only returned home this afternoon. When he saw the rebuilding office in the village, he couldn't help but get angry, chasing the craftsmen with a crutch and not allowing the construction.

The construction has just begun, and the original site has just been cleaned up, and the wall is built on the original foundation, which is less than a foot high.

Zhenhua leaned over and secretly asked his father, "What's the matter?"

Lao Dao said with a smile: "The old master is not allowed to build the village office, let the craftsmen transport the materials here to the school, and build the school first." ”

Zhen Huáwén was overjoyed, nodded and said: "The old master has done a good job, the school's dilapidated building is about to collapse, and it must be flipped!"

The old master saw Zhenhua and Qi Lei at a glance, and shouted: "Zhenhua, Qi Lei, come here!"

Qi Lei walked over with a smile and asked, "Old master, you don't want to beat us, do you?"

"What am I beating you for? tear down this wall for me, and then find a cart and pull all the materials to the school, and I'll see who dares to stop me!" said the old master angrily.

"Old master, is it really demolished?" Zhenhua also walked over and asked.

"Demolish!" the old master roared.

Qi Lei smiled, raised his foot and kicked the brick wall: "Demolished ——!"

The brick wall had just been built, and the cement mortar had not yet gained strength, and it was defeated at the feet of Qi Lei.

"Demolish it, build the school first!" Zhenhua gritted his teeth, and also followed Qi Lei's example, tearing down the wall with his feet.

Zhang Xin, the village cashier, glared, pointed at Zhenhua and Qi Lei and shouted, "What are you two doing? Don't make a mess, okay?"

"The old master asked us to demolish it, and you ask the old master to settle accounts. Qi Lei didn't like him either, and continued to tear down the wall.

Zhang Xin hadn't looked for the old master yet, but the old master had already come to him with a crutch and scolded: "It's what I called for demolition, if you dare to say it again, I'll smash your dog's head! A bunch of wolf-hearted things, the school house is going to collapse, kill those dolls, you are happy, right?"

Zhang Xin was so frightened that he hugged his head and fled.

Zheng Huailiang was collecting the retention money in Xiaogezhuang, when he came in a hurry and shouted: "What are you doing, what are you doing? Old master, don't do it, if you have something to say!"

The old master leaned on crutches and nodded, "You come, I'll tell you!"

Zheng Huailiang didn't know what to do, walked up to the old master, and took out a cigarette.

Who knew that the old master raised his crutch and hit his head: "I'll tell you with a crutch!"

There was a bang, and the jujube stick hit Zheng Huailiang's head.

"Oops......" Zheng Huailiang screamed, holding his head and squatting down, blood flowing from his fingers.

The old master didn't use much strength, but the jujube stick was too strong, like steel.

There is a saying in the countryside that "the tailor is afraid of the mink jacket, and the carpenter is afraid of the elm and the jujube". The mink jacket is too precious for the tailor to pay for it, and the elm and locust trees and date trees are too hard, and the carpenter's axe, saw, and chisel sigh.

Poor Zheng Huailiang has never practiced the iron head gong golden bell jar, where can he stop this steel-like jujube stick?

The villagers saw that Zheng Huailiang's head was broken, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the old master away.

Someone even hugged Zheng Huailiang and persuaded him: "Secretary Zheng, you rest for a while, hurry up and wrap up the wound!"

Zheng Huailiang didn't leave, shook off everyone's arms, pointed at the old master and shouted: "Old master, you have the ability to kill me! I respect you, don't rely on the old and sell the old, I, Zheng Huailiang, am also in my forties, not a little doll, not your filial son and grandson, why do you beat me!?"

Blood flowed down Zheng Huailiang's head, and earthworms crawled on his face, which was quite scary.

The old master also had red eyes and roared: "Why should I beat you? You are the secretary of the brigade, you don't care whether the school children live or die, you should be beaten! Wolf heart and dog lungs, corpse vegetarian meal, think about what you have done for Dongwan Village in the past few years in office!

The villagers were silent.

Zhenhua and Qi Lei glanced at each other, and they were speechless.

Everyone knows the dilapidated buildings of the school.

Many families have children studying in East Bay Primary School, and the villagers are also worried.

The old master and son have two sons, and their grandchildren have grown up, and there are no grandchildren in the family who are studying in Dongwan Primary School. It stands to reason that the old master can stand by and watch and ignore it. However, he is the one who cares most about the children.

Only the old master dared to rush to the front desperately and speak for the children at school.

This affection is known and respected by the villagers in Dongwan Village.

The old master was still roaring: "Zheng Huailiang, the dilapidated house of the school, I have been telling you for a few years, and you are talking to me every day, saying that there is no money in the village." If you start a group to drink, you will have money? If you build an office now, you will have money! As long as I, old man Yao, don't die and don't build up the school, you won't want to build an office!"

Qi Lei coaxed on the side and shouted: "The old master said it well!"

Zheng Huailiang sat on the ground with his head covered, panting heavily, but couldn't say a word.

Liu Zhigao and Zhao Chenghai both stepped forward to persuade: "Old master, you are old, don't be angry, take your time." ”

At the west end of Da Yao Village, Sister Tang came over scolding, pointing at her husband Zheng Huailiang: "Zheng Huailiang, you are a thing in the world, I told you not to be this secretary, but you just didn't listen! What is the benefit of being a secretary for three or four years? How much money has you embezzled? Who plucked a bird feather and pulled out your teeth? Who treats you as a character? People make you a door mortar nest, and you don't have a second-way house at home!"

Zheng Huailiang was already aggrieved and depressed, and was scolded by his wife so vulgarly, he was even more angry, stood up and gave Sister Tang a slap: "You get out of the way!"

With a snap, Sister Tang had five more fingerprints on her face.

"Zheng Huailiang, you coward, you were beaten by others, so you came to beat your wife?!" Sister Tang cried and pounced on Zheng Huailiang to tear Zheng Huailiang.

The villagers hurriedly stopped Sister Tang and persuaded her with nonsense.

{November 9, 1st Update.} }

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