"You want to buy my piece of land in Xiaobeiding?"

Wang Xiangma sat on a chaise longue in front of his small western-style building, hiding under the shade of the locust tree. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he held half a big watermelon in his hand, while scooping the pulp with a spoon to eat, while spitting melon seeds, the mustache kept shaking with the bite, but the person was half lying on the recliner motionless, and there was no idea of welcoming Yang watering the people into the door.

"I do." Yang watered and smiled, "Try your luck." ”

"Humph! Luck? ”

Wang Xiangma couldn't help but sneer, "If you had luck with this thing, you wouldn't be a poor ghost by now." It's not that I look down on you, in this world, the rich is the uncle, and the one who has no money has to be a grandson, listen to my advice, don't toss, you don't have that rich life, and then toss, the sky is just a poor middle peasant, and you still expect to dig coal to make a fortune? It's up to you? ”

Yang watered his smile and froze on his face, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

He has a good character, but he must also be strong, as the saying goes, he is a good face. The clay man also has three points of anger, no matter how good his temper is, how can he stand being so sarcastic when he is fed to the horse by the king in person?

Don't think that if you are small, you don't have power.

Do not think that the humble has no dignity.

Yang Shuishui was so angry that his hands trembled, and seeing that he couldn't hold it anymore, Yang Chong next to him hurriedly stood up and grabbed him, shaking his head again and again. The impulse of violence is never the best way to solve the problem, as long as you can have a little brain, you will not do such a thankless thing. In life, there are so many ups and downs, and so many humiliations, can you beat people when you see them, and kill them when you see evil? In fact, what we need is not to bring a man to his knees with his fists, but to slap him in the face with achievements.

There is a lot of help for the righteous, but there is little help for the unjust, and it is impossible to be stunned.

"You don't care about anything else, just say you don't sell it, right?" Yang Chong said coldly.

"Sell, of course sell!" Wang Xiangma laughed and said, "I have long wanted to sell that rotten piece of land!" It's just that I can't find a fool buyer, and I'm worried, who would have thought that the fool is not coming? Ha ha! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chong's fist had already reached Wang Xiangma's head.

Sandbag's big fist, from left to right, the fierce wind made Wang Feeding Ma a burst of tinnitus, only to feel that the black shadow flashed, the left half of his face surging with a hot feeling, a muffled sound, his whole person was lifted to the ground, and the half of the watermelon in his arms rolled two meters away, leaving a bright watermelon juice on the ground, attracting countless ants. Wang fed the horse and fell to the root of the locust tree, looking at Yang Chong in surprise, he couldn't imagine why this young man dared to beat him, and why did he have so much strength!

Yang Chong wiped his fist and shook his head slightly: "My face is full of fat, and my fists are dirty." ”

Yang Watering and Yang Eating Chicken looked at Yang Chong unexpectedly with flickering expressions, puzzled, just now he stopped Yang from watering the impulse, why did he become impulsive by himself?

"That piece of land, whether you like to sell it or not, it's not rare! Dad, uncle, let's go! ”

After speaking, he pulled Yang to water and Yang to eat chicken.

"Don't mind, I didn't say I wouldn't sell it!"

Wang Xiangma covered half of his face, looked at Yang Chong with a resentful expression, and when he looked over, his face quickly changed to an ugly smile that couldn't be more ugly, "Fifty thousand yuan, the cost price, you guys think about it yourself, I will lose money if I have one less child!" ”

Now it was Yang Watering's turn and Yang was dumbfounded.

Is this man a masochist? was beaten by Yang Chong and didn't lose his temper, but he still had to sell land?

"Are you serious?"

"Seriously!"

……

Walking on the path home, Yang Watering never understood why Yang Chong, who was still dissuading him just now, personally beat Wang Feed the horse.

In this regard, Yang Chong's explanation is like this.

First, it is wrong to hit someone. However, it is even more wrong to wronged yourself. So between beating people and wronging himself, he chose to beat people.

Second, Yang Chong can beat people, but Yang can't water. As we all know, Wang Feeding Horse is Yang Mingchan's person, and the most important reason why Yang Chong beat Wang Feeding Horse is to test Yang Mingchan's reaction. From beginning to end, Yang Mingchan hid behind his back, supporting his horse boy to charge, but he didn't get a leaf on his body, which was a headache for Yang Chong, who was eager to seize Yang Mingchan's weakness. After all, Wang Xiangma is a person with a foreign surname, he can be so arrogant, money is a reason, and the most important thing is Yang Mingchan's support. It can be said that without Yang Mingchan, he would not even be a shit in Dayangzhuang, and he would have to be beaten to death sooner or later.

After being beaten, Wang Feeding Ma was bound to complain to Yang Mingchan, which would be easier to do. Yang Mingchan must be entangled in whether to make a move, and how to make a move. If he makes a move, then naturally there will be a lot of handles for Yang Chong to catch, if he doesn't make a move, it will inevitably chill the heart of the dog leg of the king feeding the horse, although the two will not have contradictions, it is certain that they will set up each other's hearts.

This has the effect of covert differentiation.

Moreover, Yang Chong's beating of the king to feed the horses can also give a clear message to other villagers who are also dissatisfied with Yang Mingchan, as well as those centrists who ride on the wall to watch the excitement - in Dayangzhuang, those who dare to openly work against Yang Mingchan are the first of the Yang watering family.

This is called gathering the people's popularity.

Of course, the direct fuse was indeed that Yang Chong was angered by Wang Feeding the Horse.

Because he was provoked, he broke out and beat people, which is also the proper meaning of the question, everything goes naturally, and no one can see the problem.

Why not ask Yang to water and shoot, this is better understood. In Dayangzhuang, everyone knows that Yang Shui is a good man, and his prestige is also high, Yang Chong doesn't want the slightest stain on him, if there is a stain, then just stick it on himself, all the dirty things, he can do all the dirty things for his father.

This is because Yang Chong retains the perfect image of Yang watering, and there is a greater use.

"What's the use?" Yang asked strangely.

Yang Chong just smiled and didn't speak, the mountain people had their own clever plans.

Yang Watering and Yang Eating Chicken looked at Yang Chong like monsters, it was unbelievable that in just a few seconds, he had analyzed such a complex matter so concisely, and what was even more commendable was that this eighteen-year-old boy was so thoughtful that the two of them were beyond the reach of these two big men. So he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed, he was still playing with soil and playing Boer when he was young like him, and he had already begun to arrange and plan, one day and one place, it was simply Zhang Zifang and Liu Bowen alive.

"When a master plays chess, he has always taken one step and looked at ten moves, but I am just getting started."

The more modest Yang Chong is, the more Yang watering and Yang eating chicken feel that he is terrible, and now he is so perverted, if he waits until the day when his mind grows up, won't he want to soar into the sky?

For the admiration of his father and uncle, Yang Chong just shook his head, thinking to himself what is this?

Thinking back to the time of Taizu, "Zizhi Tongjian" was flipped 17 times in a row, and all kinds of plans were exhausted, starting from a corner of northern Shaanxi, and pushing the world to be invincible, that is called a real strategy.

As the saying goes, the small becomes a strategist, the big one makes a plan, and the old one plans the country.

Yang Chong felt that he was still far from becoming old!

"But have you ever thought about what if the king feeds the horses and gets angry and doesn't sell that piece of land?" Yang asked. Although he admired Yang Chong, he inevitably made the same mistake that all fathers would make, and he always felt that young people had no hair on their lips and were not firm in their work, and they were impulsive and reckless: "Then should we change careers to other businesses?" ”

"No, he'll sell, I'm sure."

Yang Chong pushed open the green iron door of his house, leaving a meaningful smile for Yang to water.