The village lord listened to the middle-aged man turn to the left, say half a steamed bun and two pickles, and asked, "You can eat these at one meal?" ”

looked at the village lord to the left, and replied with a bitter face: "That's all, there is no money to eat." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoVillage Lord, you're really looking at the wrong person. What am I doing, I don't have anything left to eat. In the whole village, it's hard to find people like me. ”

The village lord said: "It's okay, it's just that the time has not yet come for you to succeed, and when the time comes, he will suddenly become a thing." Surprise you. Don't be in a hurry, wait slowly, you can move forward bravely, that's all, ordinary people, he can't do it. ”

The village master's words moved Xiang Zuo, and he wanted to kneel down for the village master, and said, "Village master, you are really a good person, village master, don't say anything." Village master, let's pee and worship, right? ”

The village owner didn't expect that he would be moved by this person, and he didn't expect that this person would worship him. Hearing this man worship himself, the village owner hesitated. said: "You pee and worship, it's a child doing the groundwork." Adults, they all grab themselves with a knife, and the heavier the ground, the heavier the affection. If you die, you are a true friend. If you can't die, you can't hide your heart. ”

Then the village lord said: "How far can you hold yourself up if you worship me?" ”

When I heard this, I trembled in my heart, worship the handle, how can you worship the ground like this? Doesn't this kill? After thinking about it, he said to the left: "Village master, you worship the boss, it's too bloody, do you have any Sven land?" ”

The village lord sighed and said, "Sven, in addition to peeing, that's." ”

Xiang Zuo said: "Village master, do you want to dislike me Xiang Zuo, let's go to the thatched house, how about?" ”

The village lord took a light breath and said, "I still have something to do, why don't I go to the thatched house with you to?" ”

"Something?" Xiang Zuo listened and said, "What's the matter with the village master?" As long as I can help to the left, I will not be ambiguous to the left, even if you command. As he spoke, he looked at the village master solemnly, and said, "Village master, you say." ”

The village lord looked at this person and said, "I'm going to Lao De's private school to go to Lao De's private school." How can you help? ”

This left has also heard of Lao De, and also knows Lao De, and also knows Lao De's private school, which is at the northwest corner of the village cross street. He said: "Village master, what are you looking for Lao De, just say it." ”

The village lord looked at this to the left and said, "You're okay, just go." ”

Xiang Zuo Wenyan looked at the village master and said, "Village master, what are you talking about, I still want to go to the thatched house with you to worship the master?" ”

The village lord said: "Oh, forget it, I met you for the first time and said a few words." I'm the village owner, you're a grass people, it's not appropriate for us to worship the handle. Are you a **? ”

Xiang Zuo Wenyan looked at the village owner, stunned there, and understood for a moment, he was a person who was nothing, the village owner was the head of a village, a person who was nothing, how could the village owner worship you?

After thinking about it, he said: "Village master, I understand, I'm nothing!" How can you worship me, village master? Thanks to the village owner for speaking out. I'm going to go ahead and do one thing. After saying that, he left wildly.

The village owner saw the middle-aged gentlemen leaving with wild words to the left, and said in his heart, maybe mine provoked him. Then I thought, I blame him for this, what is it okay to say goodbye? I met with the housekeeper day and night, I don't know how much I said, we often ate and drank together, and I didn't get to the sake of worshipping the handle. I also thought, this person may have listened to my high words, and was angry for a while, so he insisted on worshipping me.

The village owner sighed and said to himself: "It's all my fault for speaking up, so people listen, and they have to worship me." I couldn't help but shake my head after saying this. The village owner shook his head and wondered, blaming me for being high-minded, why is this?

The village owner doesn't know why? Shaking his head in thought. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, but he could say such good things. Why can't you figure it out when you say such good things?

The village lord stood there shaking his head and thinking, thinking and thinking, but he didn't understand.

The village owner shook his head and thought about it, and when others saw it, they thought that the village owner's neck hurt. The people who passed by all the way: "Village master, what's wrong with your neck?" ”

Hearing this, the village lord looked at this person, saw that this person was a head shorter than himself, his face was dark, and said, "You know what, do you know what I think?" I'm thinking of something of a high realm. ”

This black face is a head shorter and looks confused, what does this shaking head have to do with thinking about things? said: "Village master, I see you shaking your head, isn't it your neck?" How can you tell me, what do you want? ”

The village lord said: "This is a high-level thing, which makes you shake your head when you think about it." I'm not thinking about my neck, I'm thinking. ”

"Thinking?" This black face is a head shorter in thought, how can there be a shake of head to think? Said: "The village owner thinks about things, is different, and will see you in the next year." ”

The village owner said: "You are a grass man, what do you know." Can you make poetry, can you say something that is exciting, and I want to befriend you right away? ”

The black-faced man was a head shorter, shook his head when he heard this, and replied, "No." ”

The village lord said: "I can do this, this is the gap between you and me, I want to shake my head, and I think about things like that, I don't have any action." ”

The black face was short and smiling: "I feel that the village master is unfathomable, like muddy water, and I can't see what is underneath." ”

When the village owner heard this, he looked at the man with a black face who was short of him, and said, "What do you know, this is called talent, how can a talented person be able to see through it." ”

The black face was a head shorter and said: "What the village master said is that talented people, how can you and I be able to see through, the village master and I want to compare with talented people, like mouse feces are better than pearls, and bricks are better than gold and jade." Can't compare. ”

When the village lord heard this, he said, "You are wrong in what you said, how can you be with me?" I'm not a rat poop, I'm not a brick. I'm not a pearl, but I'm a soybean; Although I am not gold and jade, I am also a piece of copper and iron. You are a **, how can you compare with me? ”

The black-faced man looked at the village lord when he heard the words, and said, "Village master, why are you talking like a ruthenium?" ”

The village lord looked at the man with a black face who was a head shorter: "What's the matter, don't you accept it?" ”

The man with a black face who was a head shorter said with a smile: "It's not the village master, I've thought about you better." ”

The village lord said, "No, it's fine, but you can think about me better, because I can make poems." This poem is not something that ordinary people can make, and if I can make a poem, it proves that I am not an ordinary person. ”

The man with a black face who was a head shorter sighed and said, "The village master, talented." I don't know, the village master, what kind of poem is done, can you read it. Let everyone hear about it? As he spoke, he waved his hand at the people around him.

The people around basically pay attention to the village owner, and those who pass by will slow down and look back. The people who paid attention to the village owner listened to what this black-faced man who was short on the head of the village owner said, and they all looked at the village owner with some expectation, I don't know what kind of poem the village master is doing?

When the village lord heard that the man with a black face was shorter than himself, he wanted to let himself read the poem he had made, and he looked at everyone and said, "Do you understand?" ”