The village supervisor walked all the way back to the village office. The village owner is in the front, and the housekeeper is in the back.

The two walked quickly to the crossroads, only to see Lao De sitting on the side of the road in front of his private school with his injured legs and injured head. When the village supervisor saw that Lao De didn't speak, Lao De saw the village owner and the housekeeper and shouted, "The village supervisor, what are you busy doing so quickly?" ”

The two stopped to look at Lao De and ignored him. It was a little rude to take two steps and look at him again, ignoring him.

Lao De said: "Kong Dena, don't want to ignore me? ”

The village owner said, "Why didn't you teach the students? ”

"Ah, the students are out of school. The sun shines on the side of this western road, and I shine on the sun and look at the streets. "Old De Hui. Lao De asked again: "What about Conde?" ”

The village lord replied: "Go back to the inn." He added, "I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you." After speaking, the village lord left. The housekeeper looked at Lao De and followed behind the village lord.

Lao De patted his uninjured knee and looked at the village master and the housekeeper until the two of them walked into the village yadao.

"Oops!" Lao De sighed and said: "This official is busy, and he has all kinds of opportunities." After Lao De finished speaking, he always felt that he had gone too far. The village owner and housekeeper are not such busy people. He usually sees the village supervisor's house, and the two of them rarely go so fast, they all go slowly. People walk fast, anxious about things, the village supervisor's family walks slowly, look at this and that, there is nothing to do.

Lao De patted the uninjured thigh, the village owner and the housekeeper could walk so fast, they must have encountered something in a hurry. It is estimated that it is related to the adults from the Red City. It is estimated that the adults from Hongcheng have given some orders.

Lao De looked at the street, the cross-shaped street. When the village owner and the housekeeper came to the village office, the village owner said to the housekeeper: "You go to the stable to lead two horses, and I will go and get pen, ink, paper and inkstone." ”

"Okay village master." The butler replied, and led the horse to the stable.

The seal of the village lord is on his body, and he has not put it in the house. He went to the yatang, and when the soldiers saw him, they shouted: "Village master! When he entered the yatang, the officials shouted when they saw him: "Village master! ”

When he came to the yatang, the village owner took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and put it in his arms. He returned to the front of the ya, and said to the soldiers in front of the ya: "Someone looked for me, and said that I was not in the village office, and asked me where I went, and said that I went to the brick kiln in the north of the village and pulled bricks and tiles." ”

"Got it, the village master." The soldiers in front of the yamen stood upright and raised their heads.

The village lord replied and looked at the housekeeper. The steward took two horses and came out of the stable. When the horse looked at it, he closed the door of the stable, and went to sit down under a tree opposite the stable. It was the one who watched the stables, sometimes in the stables, sometimes under the trees.

The steward brought the horse in, and the village lord dragged one, got on it, and rode it on. The whip was inserted in the saddle, and the village lord drew the whip to look at the housekeeper. The steward also mounted his horse and drew his whip from the saddle.

The village lord shook the reins of his horse and said, "Go." As he spoke, he whipped down his horse: "Ride!" ”

"Drive!" The steward whipped down his horse and followed behind the village lord.

The two rode to the brick kiln, Lao De sat in front of the house, sunbathing his brain and legs, and when he saw the official riding a horse, his eyes followed and shouted, what is the housekeeper village master doing? The two of them looked back and rode straight to the north gate.

"Hey, this guy?" Lao De looked at the backs of the housekeeper and the village lord.

"Oops!" Lao De retracted his head and sighed, patting his uninjured thigh. said: "We are grass people, and we are officials and don't want to take care of us." ”

"Grass people." Lao De looked north and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Lao De, where did Lao De go?" The old German daughter-in-law shouted in the courtyard of the private school. "Old German?"

"He's sitting in the courtyard, where has he gone?" Lao De's daughter-in-law is looking for Lao De in the courtyard.

Lao De heard his daughter-in-law shouting, raised his head and shouted, "I'm at the door." ”

When the old daughter-in-law heard this, the voice was at the door of the private school, and he walked over and said, "Why did you run to the door?" ”

Lao Dezheng sighed, sighed that the housekeeper and the village owner ignored him, the grass people.

Lao De's daughter-in-law came out, saw Lao De sitting on the side of the road, and asked, "Why are you sitting there, there is ash on that road." ”

Lao De replied: "I want to see the streets, the streets are full of people, shops, and stalls." I'm looking for poetry, and I'm also basking about my injuries. ”

The old daughter-in-law asked, "Looking for poetry?" Looking for poetry? "Lao De's daughter-in-law looked everywhere, thinking that Lao De was looking for some poetry book?

Lao De looked at his daughter-in-law and said, "What are you shaking?" ”

The old daughter-in-law asked, "Aren't you looking for poetry?" ”

"Looking for poetry?" Lao De replied: "Yes, I'm looking for poetry?" ”

The old daughter-in-law asked, "When did you buy books on poetry?" ”

"Buying books?" Lao De looked at his daughter-in-law, turned around and said, "I'm looking for poetry, not books." ”

"Not a book?" The old daughter-in-law looks at the old man.

Lao De said: "The poem I am looking for is the poem I will compose myself, not the poem that someone else's poem has printed on the book." ”

Lao De's daughter-in-law looked at Lao De and said, "If you compose a poem, you will make a poem, why did you find it?" ”

Lao De replied: "You don't understand, you haven't done poetry." ”

The old daughter-in-law said: "Look at you like that, you write that is also called poetry, what you write poetry slowly, he writes poetry fast, you look at the three hundred Tang poems, you are far from others." ”

Lao De was a little angry when he heard this, and he said: "You know what, that's called a poem made by borrowing scenery to make love." When I saw the scene, I made a poem. Look at who is that, that Li Bai, the monkeys on both sides of the strait can't stop roaring, and the light boat has arrived at the door. He is the poem that he makes when he sees the scene, the love he gives birth to. ”

Lao De's daughter-in-law pushed down Lao De in the past and said, "I remember that other people's poems are not this." ”

Lao De couldn't remember the poem clearly, he said: "I'm not talking about his poem, I'm talking about the way he composes the poem, the way, borrowing the scenery to make love." Lao De said: "You don't know how not to push people, I have to find poems, and find more poems with two hands." In the future, I will deal with the village master. If the lord of the village composes another poem and comes to me, and I don't have it, won't I be defeated by him? ”

The old daughter-in-law said: "If you want to compose a poem, you can compose it well, what is it called?" It's better to slip away. ”

Lao De got angry when he heard this, he patted his thigh and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, what is it to slip away, can you compare it with my poem?" If you don't understand, go into the house, and don't bother me here to find poetry. ”

Lao De turned around and muttered, "What does a woman know? Poetry might as well be smooth? ”

The old daughter-in-law said: "Look at you like that, you can't teach children the Analects of Mencius well, and you will make a bunch of messy truths in one sentence." ”

Lao De's face turned red with anger when he heard this, and he half-got up in his chair and said: "What nonsense are you talking about, the Analects of Mencius are broad and profound, and there can be several truths in one sentence, how can the two words of truth be described in four words?" After the old man finished speaking, he took off a shoe and threw it at his daughter-in-law.

Lao De's daughter-in-law saw Lao De take off her shoes, stepped back, and lowered herself to dodge.

The old daughter-in-law dodged her shoes, her eyes were red, and she ran into the private school crying. I went up to the second floor and closed the door tightly. He leaned out of the window and said, "Old De, let's get a divorce." ”