At this time, no one cared whether he sang or not, and after his grandfather glanced at Director Tian who was in a daze on the side, he whispered a few words to the village chief. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The village chief nodded, walked to Director Tian's side, and pulled him into the woods by the river, the two didn't know what to say, and when they came back, the village chief was alone, if he hadn't seen the figure of Director Tian walking back from a distance, he really thought that he was killed by the village chief.

The people of the troupe did not dare to go back to the village, so they called their own people to the river. In front of my grandfather, the ingots were divided, and they didn't dare to stay for a long time. I took my share with me, got in the car and left our village.

"The troupe is gone, and there's another one."

Mu Yang squinted his eyes and looked at Tie Lao Dao: "Railway Chief, they are all gone, what about you?" Don't pretend to be confused, you can't get past it, hurry up and divide it! ”

The railway chief glared at him: "I told you, in the eyes of the monks, there is no distinction between the director and the director, and your trick is useless to me." Besides, you are a foreigner, this is our housework in Linjiang Village, what do you have to do? ”

"Don't say that, he's a foreigner, and Tie Lao Dao doesn't seem to be a local either, right?"

It was my father who spoke, and he and Tie Lao Dao have always been at odds.

Since I was a child, Tie Lao Dao wanted to accept me as an apprentice, and my father decided that he was a human trafficker, hindering my grandfather's face, so he didn't dare to sing against him all these years.

Now saying this, half of it is to give Muyang a head, and half is to vent his anger.

After a while, my father fired at Tie Lao Dao again: "I remember that you are not a local either, smash ****** the broken Daoist Temple that you only entered that year, right?" At that time, the master of the Taoist temple was Lao Liu, and after he died, you took the Taoist temple! ”

After hearing this, Tie Laodao's face was half blue and half white with anger, and he wanted to refute my father's words, but he couldn't find a reason.

In the end, it was my grandfather who stood up and said: "Lao Tie, don't ink either, the people of the troupe have divided the ingots, and if you don't divide them, you really can't say it, so it's not easy for you to look at it, just take out the silver, and you keep a little more gold!" ”

Grandpa had good intentions, but Tie Laodao almost didn't cry when he heard it, his baggage was full of gold ingots, and he almost didn't fight with the troupe boss in order to grab this little thing.....

On the way to the village committee, grandpa didn't know what to say, and the village chief actually agreed to give another 30% of the ingots to the Zhang family as public expenses. And he gave it very boldly: "Uncle Zhang, you are seeing the outside world when you say this, you are not moving to your own house, anyway, you are not in the account now, so I will give you three percent of the old Zhang family, if it is not enough, you will talk again!" ”

In my memory, I have never seen the village chief so generous! This village chief used to be the accountant of the brigade, the famous iron abacus, and his specialty is to take care of trivial things, but now he can be so generous, is it possible to look at the face of the director next to me?

I was thinking about it, but the village chief over there gave the answer himself: "Uncle Zhang, there is something to sum up with you." Where do you say so many ingots come from? Director Zhang, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. On the contrary, I believe 100% what you just said! ”

"What the hell do you mean? Say, stop going around in circles and get yourself in again! ”

Before I could speak, my grandfather had already picked up his words.

Muyang also walked to my side and muttered in a low voice: "Be careful, you village chief has a straight eye when he speaks, and he doesn't have a good heart, and now he is in the next place." ”

I snorted, to be honest, whether I was the chief or not, this village chief didn't dare to set us up.

In Linjiang Village, there is only one acre of land, and that is my grandfather.

Almost all of the village chiefs in our Linjiang Village have been decorations, and the one who can really call the shots is the patriarch of our Zhang family.

If it weren't for the rules handed down by the elders: all the clansmen of the Zhang family were not allowed to be officials in the village, and the position of village chief would not be his turn to do anything.

That's it, every time there is a general election in the village, several candidates for village mayor have to carry chickens, ducks and fish to my grandfather's house repeatedly, in order to hear a sentence: "Do a good job, I will vote for you during the election!" ”

Grandpa's words mean that more than eighty percent of the people surnamed Zhang in the village will vote for him.

The village chief glanced at Muyang, hesitated for a moment and said, "Or.... I'll come to your house in a moment? ”

"Don't whet me! Let's talk about it here, Director Xiao Mu is my grandson's good brother, not an outsider! ”

Grandpa looked at the village chief a little impatient, and he was also anxious to count how many ingots our Zhang family could share.

Afterwards, my grandfather told me, "I knew that he was so abrasive, and I shouldn't have chosen him to be the village chief in the first place." ”

The village chief accompanied a smiling face: "Uncle Zhang, I have seen the historical materials of our village before, since the Taoist temple, there are historical records in the village, not counting tonight, a total of more than 60 gold and silver ingots have been fished out in this river."

I've seen pictures of a few of them, and they are exactly the same as the ingots that were thrown on the boat by the 'people' tonight."

Grandpa had heard of this before, and the last time was the most.

It was more than ten years ago, there was a fisherman who had been fishing in the river all his life, but one day, this fisherman suddenly widened.

He picked up the house and built a small building, every day big fish and big meat are not counted, but also put a battery on his hand-cranked oar, every day in the river to cast a net, the strange thing is that he does not look at the fish he catches, most of them are thrown back into the river directly, and the larger ones are brought home to drink.

The neighbors on the left and right looked at it strangely, this fisherman is so generous?

Some people in the village were red-eyed and wrote an anonymous letter to the police station, saying that he had smuggled and sold drugs, sold arms, and killed people and set fires.

Although the anonymous letter is extremely nonsense, there is a huge amount of property whose origin is unknown and slightly reliable.

The police station called the fisherman for questioning, but he didn't think that the fisherman was cowardly, so he asked a hundred questions, and he was recruited in a few words.

Once, when he was fishing in the river, he went down with a net, and when he collected it, he found that the net was not fish, but sixteen gold ingots......

A gold ingot weighs more than a catty, and the price of gold at that time, the fisherman sold it cheaply and sold it for a whole million.

When the news came out, it caused a small sensation at the time, as long as there was a boat at home, they all came to this river, even if there was no boat, as long as they could dig twice, they dared to plunge to the bottom of the river to touch the gold.

It's a pity that there is nothing else in this river except fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs.

Later, the gold ingots were not fished out, and a human life was taken, that person was my distant cousin, he plunged down, and never came up, when he found him, it was already the next day, his feet were entangled in aquatic plants, the whole person soaked in the river, and when he died, his hands were raised, as if he was in a posture for help.