Early on Sunday morning, the shrewd Ma Baoshan called. At first, he asked Lao Ma to support his candidacy and give him advice, but then he asked questions like a screw cap - nothing more than turning around to find out the news of several leaders in the town, Lao Ma angrily perfunctory a few words, hanging. The Xifeng wine and persimmon vinegar sent by Ma Hongchao came, and when Zhiyuan went to pick up the express, Lao Ma dialed Ma Chengen's phone. He tried his best to persuade him, and Cheng Eun reluctantly agreed to vote for a candidate's name.

After breakfast, Lao Ma dialed Xingcai's phone and asked him about the current situation in Majiatun. It turned out that Ma Ruifeng, Ma Hongchao, and Ma Baoshan had already begun to walk around the village wildly. Ma Ruifeng only talked to his neighbors and relatives, Hongchao sent rice, flour, oil and laundry detergent to people in the south and west of the village, and Baoshan chatted one by one, and by the way, each family sent a cigarette.

The old horse sighed when he heard this. He believed in his villagers all the time, and he questioned humanity all the time. In the turbulent Majiatun at this time, people's hearts are turbulent, and human nature is flickering like a candle in the wind. How can he help Ma? Or how can he help Ma Jiatun and himself? Why is he not in Majiatun at this time? It's really watching the cows eat the grain across a ditch - anxious, angry and frustrated.

Thinking back to more than 20 years ago, when I ran for the village head, when the peasants had just had land in their hands, there were only two people participating in the election that year - Ma Hesheng and him. He won, and he was the only candidate in the next few elections. When he was the village chief in the first two terms, that little salary was not enough to buy two bags of fertilizer, so it is no wonder that no one in Majiatun was willing to be the village head! Countless times in the wind and rain, all the chickens and dogs in the village pointed at him, his heart was not less, he was not less suffering, and people were not less offended!

Human nature pursues profits, of course he understands. In recent years, the state has provided a lot of support to rural areas – building roads, ponds, installing street lights, maintaining public health, and rebuilding ancestral halls and Guanyin temples...... The money allocated from above, the money from the village partnership - who doesn't care? Lao Ma has not had any family burdens over the years, and the income from the orchard and pig raising alone is enough for him to live a well-off life, and to be honest, he is not unclean votes. He did it with integrity, so he didn't leave anyone to poke him in the back. Now that the village has developed well, the family has money, and the village committee has power, everyone is vying to become the village head.

When there is no oil and water, he is happy to be the village head, he is happy that everyone is farming in harmony and precision, the villagers are rich because of his drive and organization, he is proud, and he has a sense of accomplishment when the weather in Majiatun has improved...... These are enough to make up for his efforts and grievances in the past 20 years. Now it has changed, and when it comes to the election, Majiatun is so swaying - like an ant's nest before a rainstorm, everyone is spinning. The turmoil in Majiatun also completely disturbed Lao Ma's heart. He couldn't give up the whole day, and the drama was loud, but he didn't listen to anything.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhiyuan took Yangyang to pick up Gui Ying. After receiving Guiying, she proposed to go to Hyosung's house and Xiaotang's dormitory first, and give their sister some Sichuan specialties and a little gadgets. When she was about to arrive, Gui Ying called Xiaotang, she was not at home and would not come back at night. Gui Ying was happy to hear it, and Xiaotang's tone of voice now was also laughter like a spring breeze, she was happy for her in her heart, and felt that Xiaotang's good things were coming. Xiaotang's gift was not given, so they went straight to Hyosung's house.

Lao Ma put Qin Yan from early in the morning, and he couldn't sleep before napping, and he woke up early after falling asleep, and he didn't sleep enough to affect the state of his homework, so he was not very angry. At three o'clock he copied the language was nothing, and at four o'clock he had to do math problems. Whenever he thought about the idea of solving the problem, his ears were filled with the Qin dialect of the old horse. Tsai Tsai's desk and Lao Ma's recliner are less than five meters away in a straight line, and it is useless for him to close the door or wear headphones.

"Grandpa, you listen to the play in a quieter voice, are you done?" Tsai said angrily.

The old horse raised his eyes and saw that the young man in front of him was like a toad on a steamer, puffing out of anger and having an ugly face, and he calmly asked, "How small do you want to be!" After Lao Ma finished speaking, he turned down the sound of his mobile phone to the lowest - there was no sound!

"That's it, I'll go do my homework!" Tsai Tsai turned around and walked away angrily. As soon as he returned to the house, the old horse turned up his voice to the highest level.

"Grandpa, did you mean it?" Tsai Tsai strode out, squeezing his face and pointing at the old horse's nose and questioning.

"It's not my fault, it's your own unquiet heart! What should you do if you take the exam? Don't take the test? "Lao Ma has no intention of compromising at all.

"We're going to have to mute around during exams!"

"What about the construction outside? You can't control anyone else's! What you have to do is calm your heart! Why does your dad never think I'm noisy? "The old horse is very calm.

"He's him, I'm me! If there is construction outside, I will immediately call 110 to call the police - the noise disturbs the people! Tsai pointed out the window, menacing.

"And the plane is passing by!" The old horse asked, pointing to the ceiling.

"My mom is right, you're an old barrass!" Tsai Tsai pointed at the old horse and said fiercely.

The young man was so angry that he couldn't do anything about the stubborn old man, so he just turned around and left, slammed the door shut, and reluctantly put on the soundproof earplugs and then the headphones! But after the sound insulation, he was in no mood to do the question. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was reciting words in his mouth, as long as he wanted to hear the wailing and mourning sound of Qin Yanxi, his whole person was like an electric shock - unbearable! He pushed open the door, snatched Lao Ma's mobile phone, and deleted the software for listening to the play.

What's the difference between an old horse without a joke and a prison sentence? The old horse pointed to the back of the boy and said, "Why do I have to look at your face when I listen to a play!" "It's really Lin Chong guarding the forage field - the hero is down! That's it, such a field is still bullied by villains! The old horse was so angry that he tugged at his nose. Tsai Tsai was refreshed, and his heart blossomed, and he reopened the math test questions and began to do the most difficult problem in it.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the old horse came in, he opened his suitcase with a gloomy face, took out an erhu from it, pulled the box, snorted lightly at the boy, and then went to the balcony triumphantly. Tsai had a hunch that was wrong, so he only took a long breath, didn't write his homework, and listened to what the old horse did next.

The old horse sat on the recliner, set up the erhu, and began to tune - ga...... Mutter...... Gurg...... Ga......

A piercing sound wave pierced Tsai Tsai's brain - He Yiming exploded! He pulled out a box from under the bed, pulled out his violin, and began to tune it too...... Instigate...... Cat’s meow...... Pull......

The enemy's voice stimulated the fighting spirit of the old horse, and he started first, playing the most familiar song "Three Niang's Godson". The tune of the Qin dialect of the East Road was stiff and mournful, and the old horse had not pulled for a long time, and it creaked like a wooden door with rusty bearings. It was smooth and smooth like a state funeral scene, and it was stuck like a wild duck screaming - sad and piercing.

Tsai couldn't stand such a distorted garbage sound in his ears, he put on earplugs, and pulled up the "Gardenia Blossom" he had learned before, the voice was young and cheerful, but unfortunately there was no accompaniment singing only playing, and the old horse listened to it with little water - uncomfortable.

Tsai deliberately pulled it quickly, the old man pulled it, and Tsai pulled it three times, and all he heard in the interval between the erhu was the sound of the violin chirping. The old horse couldn't take it anymore and rushed into the house.

Seeing that the door suddenly opened, Tsai stopped playing and sat up straight, and saw that the old horse's face was wrong, and asked timidly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"What for?" The old horse grabbed the piano with one hand and pulled out the piano, but the boy was not guarded, and the violin was taken away by the old horse from his arms. The old horse lifted the lyre above his head, and with a clatter—the piano was smashed to the edge of the table, and the four strings were broken! Tsai covered his ears and was terrified.

Lao Ma threw the piano, pointed at the boy and said, "When I was a child, your mother and their three brothers and sisters did their homework, when do I have to follow them!" Why can't I listen to a play at your house! After speaking, the old horse turned around and left.

Tsai Tsai still covered his ears with his hands and didn't dare to squeak, and when he saw the old horse gone, he slowly lowered his hands, and his heart was beating in a panic.

A minute later, out of breath, he walked to the door of the room and shouted at the old horse: "You will always let others obey you and accommodate you, and you will never care about others and respect others!" My mom was right, you're a selfish and narcissistic person! You're not a good father, and you're not a good grandfather! After saying that, he quickly slammed the door slammed the door, he really couldn't fight the tiger, but was injured by the tiger.

When the old horse heard this, he was a little surprised, and he lay on the chair and pondered it carefully. Tsai Tsai looked at his broken piano in the house, his heart ached, he stomped his feet and beat the wall and shed a few tears, his anger was still incomprehensible, so he dialed Gui Ying's phone. Gui Ying, who was sitting in the car, listened to the whole process of the whole thing, comforted her son a few words, and then took a breath and leaned against the window to be silent.

When they arrived at the farmer's market, Gui Ying led Yangyang to walk in front, and Zhiyuan walked behind with things. When I found the stall of Hyosung's house, I saw that the whole grain was full, and the dried vegetables and seasonings were piled up into a small mountain, but unfortunately there was no business, and there were almost no people in the small alleys of the entire wholesale market.

"Why is there no one?" Gui Ying asked Hyosung a few meters away.

"Hey, the rent has risen collectively after the year, I told you!" Hyosung came out to greet him.

"It wouldn't be so desolate!" Gui Ying looked around at the other shops.

"Humph! Now the general price here is not bad with the supermarket, and the people who buy it are not stupid! Hyosung touched Yangyang's head.

"How can so many shops live without business?"

"Didn't you see how many of us had already withdrawn?" Hyosung said, pointing to the east.

"I didn't pay attention!"

"Now...... I can hold on! I can't hold on to the door! Hyosung said helplessly.

"Well, this mask is for you, and this box of snacks is for Uncle Zhong and the child!" Gui Young took the gift from Zhiyuan and gave it to Hyosung.

"Thank you!" Hyosung took it and smiled slightly.

"What's wrong with Xuecheng, crying like that!" As soon as Gui Ying entered the door, she saw Hyosung's son, and the eight or nine-year-old Chung Hak-sung sat on a chair in a daze, his eyes seemed to be empty and melancholy, and it was a little complicated to describe.

"His dad hit it!" Hyosung complained in his words.

"Why! I don't think it's a light fight! Gui Ying whispered, and then looked at the child distressedly, her thin body curled up on the chair, her hands and knees, and she didn't squeak when she saw someone, and she didn't even look at it.

"One got drunk, the other stumbled in a rage, and that's it! Don't talk about that! Hyosung turned his face away with red eyes and picked through the grains in front of him with both hands.

"What's wrong with you? Your eye bubbles are so swollen too! Gui Ying asked solemnly.

"It's okay, I feel sorry for the child! How are you hanging out? Hyosung digressed.

"Hey!" Gui Ying let out a long sigh, knowing in her heart, and then she said: "A large group of people playing, it's not good, but it's tired enough!" After speaking, she lowered her head and said to Yangyang: "Go talk to your brother!" ”

Yangyang let go of Gui Ying's hand and walked in front of Xuecheng, seeing that her brother was sad, she only leaned on him and bowed her head and was silent. Xuecheng finally moved, he lowered his head and looked at Yangyang.

"This one for you!" Yang Yang held up the toy in his hand - it was a walnut-sized plastic excavator, and the shovel of the excavator could be rocked up and down. Yang Yang showed Xuecheng how to play the excavator.

Xuecheng spread out his palms and put the excavator on his palm. Xuecheng took the excavator and mobilized the shovel of the excavator according to Yangyang's demonstration.

"Little sister, shall I put your things here or shall I give them to her myself?" Gui Ying saw that Xuecheng was playing, and her heart was relieved, and then she turned her head and asked Hyosung.

"Give it yourself, she's been away lately, and she hasn't been here since the last time she ate!" Hyosung was a little disappointed.

"Tsai called me just now, guess what? The old man smashed his violin! Hey, I really can't do anything about him right now—he's so grumpy! I finally went out to play, but I came before I got home! Gui Ying clasped her hands to her chest.

"Then go back quickly, the child is waiting for you!"

"Are you really okay?" Gye-young touched Hyosung's shoulder.

"It's okay, you can go quickly!" Hyosung lowered his head.

Gui Young saw that Xuecheng played with toys a few times, and there was a look on his face, so he said to Hyosung, "That's okay, I'm tired from taking the high-speed train!" Yangyang, say goodbye to your aunt! ”

"Goodbye, Auntie!" Yangyang returned to Zhiyuan's side, Xuecheng saw this, and suddenly looked sad - no toy can save a child's deep pain.

"Hey Yingying, wait a minute!" The three of them were about to leave, but Hyosung stopped her, and she filled Gui Ying with two large handfuls of sweet potato vermicelli in a plastic bag. In the end, Zhiyuan carried the noodles, and the three of them went back.

"This Zhongli is really ...... right now Huh! Gui Ying shook her head in the passenger seat with a look of disdain.

"People who don't have a trough? He has been ...... for several years Maybe I didn't turn around! ”

"Oh, because you're at a low point, can you hit the kids? It's not a one-time or two-time thing! Gui Ying spread her hands with an angry expression.

"It's really wrong to hit someone, and it's not right to drink!"

"Let me tell you, my personality in the past two years of study is obviously not so cheerful, not when I was two or three years old, four or five years old!" Gui Ying still has a picture of Xuecheng in a daze in her mind.

"A few years ago, I could talk to him, but now Zhong Li doesn't talk to me at all!"

"It's not that I don't talk to you, I don't talk to everyone! He is arrogant and self-contained, and his temper is directly angry at Uncle Zhong and Hyosung! What if I ...... Tut! Gui Ying shook her head.

"What if you do?" Zhiyuan wanted to know the answer, but he was disdainful.

"Divorced early! What do you want you to do? If you can't make money, you have to look at your face as a family, and you can beat people even if you look at your face! "The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

"He's been like this for the past few years, he wasn't good before! It's not like you haven't seen that leader before! Gui Ying was talking about Zhong Neng, but Zhiyuan was talking about himself.

"In the early years, it was a leader! This life has experienced setbacks to see the essence of a person! Didn't I have a job and raise children in the past few years to be anxious and depressed? Why don't I want to lose my temper and hit someone! At this time, how could Gui Ying, who was in the scenery, feel her husband's sensitive thoughts.

Often, those who speak in the upper position are chic, and the words in the lower position are careful, and they obviously have nothing to do with themselves, but they are red-faced when they hear it. How many contradictions start from unintentionality but end with many hearts.