Chapter 142: Position
Tang Qi smiled and didn't talk nonsense.
"Go to bed early, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's hunt, I hope he can surprise me." The long-haired man, who had not spoken, gave a rare smile and interrupted the discussion of several people.
Tang Qi looked at the sturdy Biaozi, and finally couldn't help but remind a few people. He threw out a couple of cheap keys and turned and went into a room.
His family is not considered to be at the top of this circle, and it can only be said to be at the bottom. It is precisely because of this that many times he has to spend more time observing the eyes of all kinds of people and the other meanings in their words.
"Don't push Zhang Shiyu on him. It was he who held back the words that he didn't say, and in his opinion, Kong Chong, who had forcibly put himself on the opposite side, had already made a decision.
Xu was because he had chased Zhang Shiyu, and he was unwilling to cause this trouble, he still decided to keep silent, at least he would not be able to fight with Ma during this time here.
Pressing the light, he scanned the crowded room, where there was nothing left but a bed that took up almost half of the space. Looking at the various items that were full of cheapness, he stretched, took off his coat, and turned around and walked towards the depressing bathroom.
Tang Qi didn't have a big reaction, and the other three complained to varying degrees, the only thing that made them satisfied was that there was an air conditioner and the room didn't smell.
Kong Chong pouted, playing with the business card held in both hands, and after scanning around, he found the trash can on his cheek, flicked his fingers, and the business card of five cents was thrown out like this.
His hand lightly hammered on the white wall, pressing on Simmons, who was only a few hundred yuan, and his eyes were full of disgust.
In the hall on the first floor, Ma Zhan turned off the lights, leaving only the outermost circle of lights and returned to his house.
They didn't close the door, and they didn't want to stay, compared to their place, it was still very safe, and no one would think of stealing the things in the hall and moving them to their own home.
Zhao Yichuan brought him a source of customers he is still quite satisfied, although this group of old ladies have a bit of tricky tastes, but their living habits are still good, at least they will not turn on the air conditioner day and night, at least they will not throw things around, and they will not leave an exaggerated footprint on the quilt.
According to Zhao Yichuan, Honghai Village already has a good reputation in the elderly circle of Datang City, in addition to the facilities that cannot keep up, the scenery and climate are still very popular.
This news made him a little happy, at least Honghai Village was not a place that Weng Mingcheng's mouth hated by dogs. As long as it can slowly get better, he is confident that he will transform Honghai Village for the better. Just like Honghai Village, which has invested hundreds of thousands of dollars now, at least the surrounding area of the village has become decent, and even a child of a few years old knows what to worry about when he picks up candy shells and puts them in the trash.
The next morning, Ma Zhan got up early and put on the clothes he usually wore when he went up the mountain.
Preparing things, he still went out and borrowed two hunting crossbows for this group of sons to feel, but the result was not good, and it was almost nine o'clock before he saw Zhang Shiyu with a few women walking like zombies.
"Yesterday we talked late, and then they got used to getting up at noon. Zhang Shiyu explained softly.
"Forget it, anyway, I'm just showing them to feel it, and I don't expect them to do anything...... I asked my godmother to prepare some breakfast for them, so let's make do with it. ”
Ma Zhan put his hands on his waist and stood in the sun and said casually.
"Nice to meet you. Zhang Shiyu, who felt too much help, said with a chuckle.
"metoo!" said Ma Fenfen, who had learned a foreign sentence, laughed.
Zhang Shiyu was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened, and she watched the horse struggle like a nerve. Just thinking about it and relieved, this place can still be exposed to some simple English after junior high school, at least there is a multi-functional teacher in the school not far away who has three courses, if I remember correctly, he is still a part-time accountant in this village, helping to do some notarization and registration of accounts.
Giving up the idea of making a long list of mockery in English, she carried a few girls into the house.
Last night, she was forced to get in touch with a lot of things about Kong Chong, and of course, the changes in their circle in the past few years. I have to admit that they and she have matured a lot, at least there will be no more predicament like three years ago.
She gave a more subtle push, partly because her plan was still several years away, and partly because she had to take care of her parents' friends and elders.
"Uncle Li, Aunt Li......" she shouted softly, giving them an introduction.
Li Chunsheng, who had only been staying for a few minutes, walked out and found Ma Zhan who was squatting at the door and smoking. He didn't say much, just reminded him to be careful when going up the mountain, and the crossbow hunting was not a joke.
Ma Zhan, who guessed a little meaning, smiled: "Godfather, you are busy with you, don't worry." It's a little late at this time, and I don't think I can come back at noon. ”
"Well, your godmother made some things, and I'll bring them later. ”
Li Chunsheng took the cigarette of Ma Struggle, left a sentence and left. He has also been very busy in the past half month, and some of the things that Ma Struggle gave him are actually quite simple, but there are too many of them, and it will be more troublesome for a few of them to finish it. If it weren't for the slightly larger machines, they would have had to move a lot slower.
He is very happy with his current life and with the village. Every few days, you can see some new changes in the village, like the road paved with small cobblestones, which is said to be walked barefoot on it, which can play the role of massaging the soles of the feet, which is said by an old man who is about a round older than him and has come here to travel.
He tried twice, but he felt that there was still a big difference between people and people. They used to be so poor that they had no shoes to wear, and they had no choice but to go barefoot, but these city people were used to looking for abuse barefoot.
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At half past nine, Ma Zhan led the group up the mountain.
Passing through some places, you can see obvious traces of groundbreaking, which are arranged by the horse's struggle, a big road uphill, and then subdivided along the way. When you have enough money in the future, you will lay the cut slate. Now, he's already satisfied with digging up the ascending steps.
At the very least, it's much easier to walk than it was half a year ago.
The group walked and stopped, several girls were busy posing for pictures, and several people looked at the horse with a hunting bow and three hunting crossbows on their bodies from time to time. They hadn't seen a compound bow before, but they hadn't seen a traditional bow or hunting crossbow in front of them.
The man who is called Biaozi pays special attention to the horse struggle at the moment, and these things are much more attractive to him than women.
"Don't you know it's illegal to hide these hunting crossbows in your village?" he asked, taking two steps forward and throwing a cigarette at Ma Zhan.
"Breaking the law?" Ma Zhan asked suspiciously.
After seeing the man nodding, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "I really don't know, people in our village can shoot rabbits seven or eight meters away with this guy." ”
The man shrugged, forgetting the stubble. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Can you give me that horn bow?"
"You know this thing?"
"I've seen it in an old man's house, but your bow is almost forty centimeters shorter. ”
"There used to be a horn bow in our village that was half as long as this, but it broke off, and the hunting crossbow was better used, so no one did it anymore. ”
Ma Zhan took off the horn bow and gently handed it to the sturdy man.