In Wangbei Village, it is impossible to catch the thief and hand it over to the police, the police of Mae Sile are basically Chinese, and the Thai people don't care about anything, and they can't take care of it.

Besides, everyone in the same village is not a person who is too peaceful, who doesn't have two or three enemies or something, just deal with it yourself.

The person Chen Siwei brought over was his apprentice, caught a few people, and took them back to the martial arts hall, and the people in the same village saw it, except for the village chief, everyone else was very conscious that they would not come over to disturb all day.

The village chief of Wangbei Village is the former head of the regiment, surrendered his weapons and retired, and he had no intention of being an official again, so he returned here to retire, and the most usually went to the group of cemeteries in the north of the village, drinking and chatting with the old comrades-in-arms who guarded the tomb, and when he heard that something was wrong, he immediately rushed over.

"Siwei, what's going on?" Seeing the few people in custody, the village chief, who was almost sixty years old, asked Chen Siwei, with no blame in his words, only doubts.

"Second uncle, this matter ......" Chen Siwei walked in, took out a cigarette and walked around the village chief and the people around him, and slowly made his words clear.

Listening to Chen Siwei's words, the village chief scolded fiercely: "This group of bastards, it's really easy for us to bully people in Jiusan, aren't they?" I'll tell the cubs in two days to give them some color. ”

The village chief is not an official, but his son is a petty officer, with his previous relationship, stationed on the northern border of Thailand, to say that the officers of this Golden Triangle, that's what it is, who didn't order gray things, who didn't pull the team out to "suppress bandits".

These Chinese soldiers are actually part of the forces in Mesle Town.

"Second uncle, if it's too troublesome, forget it, the hundreds of people in Esso are not soft persimmons, we have touched it a few times, and it's not just like that." Chen Siwei was embarrassed to let the village chief's son take the risk, and comforted him in turn.

"It's not about going to fight for life and death, find some discomfort for bullshit, what's the trouble, don't worry about it, if he dares to send someone to my territory to make trouble, I can't spare him." Lao Qiu Ba is all a fiery temper, usually not bullying people, that is, self-cultivation, being bullied to the head, and those who can bear it have become turtles early.

The thumb and index finger pinched the cigarette, took a big puff, threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped on it, the village chief looked at Zhang Qi curiously, and asked, "Siwei, this is the 'Master Zhang' you said?" Energetic enough, a good material to be a soldier. ”

Zhang Qi's identity, the village chief knows, for the people in the system of the motherland in the north, the village chief has no good impression at all, usually a Chinese civilian, the village chief will happily run to ask about the domestic situation, reminiscing about the old, but it is the official who is coming, then I'm sorry, I don't have this mood.

But Zhang Qi's purpose when he came over was very appreciated by the village chief, and this time he showed such a hand, the village chief couldn't help but itch to get to know him, the people who are soldiers are very important to people who are good and decent.

As a martial artist, Chen Siwei certainly knew the mood of the second uncle of the village chief, and arranged for the apprentices to lock up a few guys who were caught, and then beckoned Zhang Qi and the village chief to go to the living room to drink tea, as for the others.

After serving tea and setting snacks, Chen Siwei introduced each other straight to the point, "Village Chief, this is Master Zhang, the master of Tang Ying of the Hokkaido Chinese Martial Arts Hall, Master Zhang's martial arts, Siwei is willing to bow down." ”

"Master Zhang, this is our village chief'......"

"The old man's name is Chen Chuan, the second in line, the second uncle who gives face, and the old acquaintances and old bastards all call me stunned, haha." Chen Chuan, the village head, said very boldly, with a strong reckless taste between his words.

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, smiled again, and arched his hand at Chen Chuan, "The second uncle is full of energy, he is old and strong, and his kung fu is good." ”

"It's just a loud voice, it's old, and some rats and cockroaches dare to crawl here." Chen Chuanyu said with a pun, referring to the two guys Xin Maopeng and Esso.

"I know everything about Master Zhang, I Chen Er is stunned, but this kind of thing can't be stunned, those rats and cockroaches, don't even think about running one by one."

The more in the areas where the political axe control is weak, the more energy these people form groups in private, and Zhang Qi knows very well that getting the help of the village chief is much more practical than getting the approval of Ba Song.

Ba Song's side is to justify the name, and Chen Chuan's side is real.

Just as he was about to say thanks, there was a knock on the door, and it was not an underground party joint, Chen Siwei didn't even close the door, and when he turned his head to look, Ajima in a white national costume came into view.

"Second grandfather, uncle, Master Zhang, aunt asked me to ask, is the meal brought to the living room, or eaten in the dining room?" Ajima had a sweet mouth, and said hello according to her age, and told her the purpose of coming by the way.

Now the time is almost twelve o'clock, noon is the middle of the day, just the time to eat, Zhang Qi gnawed on the grilled fish and drank wine in the morning, this will still be drinking tea with snacks, eating all morning, but he didn't feel hungry at all.

But whether you are hungry or not is one thing, please eat or not is Chen Siwei's problem.

"I'm busy, let your aunt bring the food, remember to take the wine, the second uncle will be like this." Chen Siwei said without thinking about it, and smiled at Zhang Qi and Chen Chuan after speaking, these two guests are both fond of drinking, and it seems that their inventory will be a little less today.

Sure enough, when he heard that he was staying for dinner, Chen Chuan was not polite at all, and said to Zhang Qi happily: "Master Zhang, we are blessed, we have a good stomach today, and we have to get rid of a few jars of inventory in the Siwei family." ”

"I'm afraid he won't have enough wine to drink." Facing Chen Chuan, Zhang Qi also made a joke.

Chen Siwei heard that he was really going to break his muscles and bones as he expected, and a wry smile appeared on his lips, thinking that it was good that the owner of the hall went out, otherwise two wine barrels would be enough for himself, if it was three, then no one would live.

"Hey, this wine, Siwei, you kid is good, you hide it deep enough." Served the food, served the wine, Chen Chuan had an old wine barrel, opened the seal of the wine jar, and smelled the full aroma of wine as soon as he nosed, and thought it was Chen Siwei's trump card, so he couldn't help but ridicule.

Even Zhang Qi was attracted by the aroma of the wine, and what was a little more careful than Chen Chuan's view was that Zhang Qi clearly saw that the wine jar was wiped clean but there was also a little trace of dirt left behind.

It looks like it was just dug up.

"It's so fragrant, why don't I remember that I hid this goods, it's a big loss, this mother-in-law is not sensible." Chen Siwei was puzzled at first, then patted his thigh, and said with a painful face.

Looking more closely, Chen Siwei also found clues.

"Ajima, is this your birth wine?" Chen Siwei was very surprised and asked Ajima, who was helping the three of them with dishes and chopsticks.

There is a custom in many places, when the child speaks, bury some good wine, and the important one will dig an altar to drink.

When Ajima was born, her parents were not suitable for burying wine, so Chen Siwei's wife helped Zhang Luo go down, except for the five altars that could only be drunk until the wedding banquet, and the extra ones were three or four altars.

Chen Siwei is thinking about this wine, and it is not a year or two, it has been greedy since Ajima was a child.

I didn't expect to be embarrassed and didn't have a chance to taste it before, but today I can actually taste my long-cherished wish.

"Well, I'm happy today, and my aunt also agreed that I would raise a jar for Master Zhang to drink." Ajima's face was slightly red, and she opened her mouth and whispered, "Thank you Master Zhang for saving your life, and for helping me catch those guys." ”

"It doesn't have to be this way." Hearing the origin of this wine, Zhang Qi was a little embarrassed, although this can't be said to be a wine that is only drunk when he gets married, but most of it is, this can't stand the cranky thoughts of others.

"Haha, it's better to come early than to come by chance, it seems that I have a good day today, old man, Master Zhang, you shouldn't be separated from the two of us." When Chen Chuan saw the good wine, his mouth was full of saliva, and while talking happily, he immediately poured himself a glass, and then grunted, swallowed it all, and exhaled with satisfaction at the end.

"Second uncle, you are actually cheating." Chen Siwei couldn't be surprised, for fear of suffering, he also poured himself a cup, and the monkey swallowed it anxiously.

After the two of them finished drinking, they found that Zhang Qi, the main owner, hadn't drunk it yet, and couldn't help but feel a little unbearable on his old face, but fortunately, Ajima obediently poured a cup for Zhang Qi and motioned the latter to taste it.

Wine is good wine, you don't need to open your mouth to know it, but why is Chen Siwei's eyes so strange?

Glancing at Ajima, Chen Siwei looked at Zhang Qi and asked, "Master Zhang, this wine is good, right?" ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense? When I buried it, there were several autumn years, Ajima was twenty-one, decades of good wine, and the vintage was enough, you said ......" Zhang Qi didn't answer, Chen Chuanwei was old and disrespectful, so he opened his mouth and picked up Chen Siwei's words.

In the end, I found that this should not be answered like this, Chen Siwei is a strange kid.

"It's a pity that I only drink one jar today, if I want to drink again, I can only wait for Ajima to get married." Sure enough, Chen Siwei said it immediately.

Although this wine does not have to be drunk when you are married, how many important days does a woman's life have?

Since ancient times, as a woman, unless the family is very good and the children and grandchildren are filial, most of them will not live long, and the birth will be gone, Ajima will not take the imperial examination, and the opportunity to be named on the gold list is gone, so several big sons who belong to her, in addition to being born are related to marriage.

The grace of saving lives is very heavy, but this is not the only kind of good wine, plus Ajima's slightly revealing meaning, as well as his wife's consent to act, Chen Siwei is not a stupid person, and he knows very clearly that this is a gesture of goodwill.

The older generation's view of marriage is to start when you see it, and fast and accurate are the three most important factors.

Zhang Qi is a person, he has to have good looks, he has to be skilled, and after two days of contact, he can be regarded as having a very good appetite, I heard that he is still an official in China, and if this Ajima marries him, he will be an official wife.

Seeing Ajima pouring wine for Zhang Qi with a smile, Chen Siwei pondered it and said, "Master Zhang is expensive this year

(To be continued)