Under the pressure of Ma Zhan, the three teachers changed their place of residence.

Zhang Yijian's family vacated the best room, the house is good, but it is too different from the stylish bamboo house made by Ma Fen.

In one room, two teachers report the problems that arise stereologically, teaching and educating people is their job, but when they go out to sketch, the safety of these students is also their responsibility.

Zou Zihou, who has obtained a lot of benefits because of his authority, naturally became the main figure of the two of them shirking their responsibilities, and the two of them walked out of the room after reporting their work at a glance, and showed each other a smile at the moment they closed the door.

They are very satisfied with Ma Zhan, and even with the performance of Zhang Yijian's family. The contrasts they needed were obtained, and as long as they poked up, the control of the matter was transferred to their hands.

The 20% rebate is what they want, and it can even be slightly lowered. They are not like Zou Zihou, and the bottom line is much higher.

For them, sketching twice a year is like an extra tourist treatment, and now there is a chance to get more rebates, so why not.

Zou Zihou was smoking a stuffy cigarette in the room, and he also had some regrets at the moment, like a reflection after being carried away by interests.

There were more villagers in the village, and he knew that it was Ma Fen who stopped building the road. Originally, this kind of thing happened before the Zhang family could open their mouths for the task they had to shoulder in the past two days.

The student's stomach trouble, one is not a big deal, maybe the student's resistance is low. But there were four at once, and he also realized the seriousness of the matter, and more importantly, it was the first day.

After thinking for a while, he still cleaned himself up and knocked on the door of the couple's room who retreated to the utility room to rest.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the Zhang family and his wife were very surprised by Zou Zihou's arrival, but they still hurriedly put on their clothes and gave the warmest reception.

It was only when they heard the demand to open the road and improve the food for the students before the year, that the woman's face stiffened, and she could not speak for a long time.

At the signal of her husband, she hurriedly called her son who could only sleep in the kitchen.

Because of her obesity, her sharp-beaked monkey cheek face is not obvious. She knew what these two conditions meant, according to the current food progress, five thousand yuan a week is the dream of their family, but if they really want to do those two things, maybe they will be in vain, and even if they count the extra food, cigarettes, and subsidies for the three teachers, they will even lose money.

The utility room was noisy, and the couple teacher didn't sleep soundly, quietly leaning on each other, and then listening to sporadic words.

Under Zhang Yijian's mediation, the matter came to a conclusion, and the road was built waiting for the village chief to get the auction money, and the food should be the same as the one provided by Ma Zhan, and they came to the conclusion that the profit was roughly in the early thousands.

This news really stimulated the family of three, and the honest father was already a little guilty about stealing the horse and fighting, but now he felt exploited, and his anger towards the mother and daughter was even greater.

"I have long said that this is not good, you have to, isn't it good for my son to be outside for 2K yuan a month. ”

The woman was so angry that two pieces of flesh on her cheeks were sucked in, revealing the face of the sharp-beaked monkey's gills. She pointed her finger at her man's head and yelled, "You know what? Isn't there more than 4,000 yuan a month? Can you earn 2,000 yuan a month? I'm afraid it's the same as before, and there are no 200. ”

"Didn't there be more than four hundred last month?" the man asked unconvinced.

"Ma Struggle, that cub has bullied your son for more than ten years, you are like a stuffy fart, how did I marry a man like you. If I don't want to do things with him, I will make cattle and horses for twenty yuan?"

The woman's voice became louder and louder, as if she wanted to sprinkle all the grievances on this honest man.

"Stop arguing!" Zhang Yijian couldn't stand it and roared. He lit a cigarette, but he couldn't say any more words, and standing up in silence and throwing out the door may be the limit of what he dares to do.

……

Early in the morning, Ma Struggle, who checked the calendar, found his grandfather Ma Guicai.

When he saw the old man, he went straight to the point and said, "I'm going to borrow money from the people in the village, and I want you to be a witness." ”

The old man who had eaten two mouthfuls of porridge stopped the movements in his hand, and he did have a little regret in his heart at the moment, maybe he promised his grandson to give money in two years, or he was more ruthless and protective earlier, and there would be no such thing as the current miasma.

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to get back to your roots?"

"It's all like this, it's good for the village, but not for me. can only say that I reluctantly accept it, who made you my grandfather. ”

There is another reason why Ma Zhan didn't say it, that is, he really didn't want to leave this village, and it seemed that after getting the mobile phone, he was tied to this village.

The old man didn't speak, got up and walked into the house, took out the five thousand yuan that he had wrapped last time, and said, "You take this first, and I'll look for you later, since it's a loan, if it's someone else, I'll go it, but you're different." ”

Ma Zhan took the money stiffly, and after a long time, he clenched it tightly and said, "You have to resist, don't get sick, otherwise it will really drive me crazy." He looked at the old man's serious face, and then turned to leave.

Ma Zhan, who had been squatting at the entrance of the village for half an hour, finally waited for the group that had dinner yesterday, he greeted them, took out the King of Hibiscus from his pocket, and sent them out one by one.

Without waiting for him to speak, the bold and bold local tyrant said lightly: "I asked around, there were about fifteen people willing to come to eat at noon, and I ate four of them yesterday, so I didn't dare to eat those things anymore." ”

Ma Zhanfen took out a lighter and lit it for a few people and said, "Thank you, I will call you when there are goods coming down from the mountain, and I will definitely invite you to have a good meal before you leave." ”

"It's a little thing, it would be nice to have some fun with us when you have time. ”

Ma Zhan didn't answer, just patted his arm lightly.

Separated from a few people, Ma Zhan reported the amount to Aunt Li, and then told Li Chunsheng about the plan to borrow money, and by the way, he took this opportunity to tell them about the set date for drinking.

Li Chunsheng didn't say a word, and handed over the five yuan that had been prepared a long time ago to Ma Zhan.

He didn't hesitate anymore and put the money in his backpack. But instead of listening to him, he wrote an IOU and paid a cent of interest in return.

Pressing the handprint, Ma Zhan handed the IOU to Li Chunsheng.

Just as the two of them were doing all this, the old village chief walked in. He looked at Ma Zhan and his face was not good, and he took the IOU and read it several times before he eased it slightly.

"Let's go, after borrowing the money, you will go and demolish the two bamboo houses. ”

Ma Struggle was stunned for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and asked, "Why!"

"No one in the village complains, I can let you take it, and now someone has said that of course you need to do things according to the rules and regulations. ”

The old village chief said lightly, holding a bamboo stick and walking out, the cautiousness of the villagers was still beyond his expectations, and he didn't understand the specific reason, but he was sure of one thing, it was all the fault of money.