Xue Jiaqiang naturally wants to stand on the side of the township chief, but the nouveau riche is not a fuel-efficient lamp, not only rich, but also powerful, not only rich and powerful, but also very good at scheming. It is said that Gu Changhong of the township police station was planted in the hands of this nouveau riche.

Such an activity, if the nouveau riche shows enthusiasm, will inevitably cause the displeasure of the head of the township, the performance of the raw part, and the fear of offending the nouveau riche, as the so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, the nouveau riche can block himself at any time, but he has no tricks.

How to grasp the middle degree?

Embarrassed, he exited the office of Township Chief Tian and met Chen Cangwei at the top, and at this moment, Xue Jiaqiang suddenly had a feeling of being opened.

Didn't Township Chief Tian ask this Village Chief Chen to put the overall situation first and go to that event with him? Then he put down his body and turned into participating in activities with Village Chief Chen, whether Village Chief Chen treats each other with a smile, or finds fault and gets angry, he just laughs with him, Zheng Banqiao said that people are rarely confused, and this time he will be confused.

Xue Jiaqiang didn't let Chen Cangwei disturb Tian Shaowu, took him to his office, and conveyed Tian Shaowu's instructions word for word. Chen Cangwei naturally didn't dare to disobey Tian Shaowu's intentions, let alone suspect that Xue Jiaqiang had faked the holy decree, but he just asked him to pinch his nose to attend tomorrow's martial arts school opening ceremony, which was really aggrieved and difficult to breathe.

Chen Cangwei came to find Township Chief Tian with the original intention of complaining, the land used by the bully to build a martial arts school has not been approved by the village, and he also heard that the license to open a martial arts school has not been approved at all.

Listening to Chen Cangwei's complaints, Xue Jiaqiang laughed. The martial arts school occupies the land in the village without approval, that is your responsibility as the village head, and it was opened without getting a business license, which is the jurisdiction of the industrial and commercial office, and there is a Mao relationship with the township?

"Lao Chen, don't forget the advice of Township Chief Tian, the overall situation is important, what is the overall situation? If I understand correctly, the general election in your Gangnan Village in three days is the overall situation, and when the overall situation is timed, it is not too late to start solving these things that you have reacted to! ”

Chen Cangwei was stunned for a long time, although Director Xue said it was very reasonable, but he just couldn't swallow this breath.

Zhao Gongbo also received an invitation, and the difference between them and Tian Shaowu and Chen Cangwei was that it was Yang Rui himself who sent the invitation to Zhao Gongbo, which made Zhao Gongbo inevitably feel a little flattered.

Going is definitely going to go, although there has never been such a movement in the two villages for three hundred years, but the ancestors did not say that it is not allowed to do this, and it is not a bad rule to be lively and lively in the past, but the problem is that you can't go empty-handed, what kind of gift can you get to meet the mind of the bully?

When the bully sent the invitation, although he repeatedly emphasized that only people were needed to be present and no courtesy was needed, Zhao Gongbo adopted a coping strategy of going in the left ear and going out in the right ear. The bullies of the people do things neatly, and the 500,000 loans promised were sent to the village the next day, and he Zhao Gongbo is not a stingy person, this gift not only has to be given, but also has to be the most eye-catching and face-saving among many gifts.

Speaking of gifts, he naturally thought of the dining table and chairs that the bully fancied, and Zhao Gongbo immediately deduced that the bully was young, but he was quite interested in old objects.

There are a lot of old objects handed down from the ancestors, but most of them are in the four old ones that will be bad, and now there are only a few vases that can be said to be in good condition, but people are martial arts schools opened, and they hold a vase and send it over, isn't it a mockery of people's kung fu that is useless.

Zhao Gongchen, the fourth elder of the Zhao family, reminded: "Big brother, I remember that when our family demolished the ancestral hall, we left a plaque, find a craftsman to renovate it, and replace it with a few words, isn't it a good gift?" ”

Zhao Gongbo slapped his thigh suddenly, the plaque is old, compared to this Zhao Jiazhai, the age is only a lot, and the materials are precious and the workmanship is exquisite, only need to re-inlay a few bronzing characters, take it as a gift, and it will definitely be able to earn enough face.

It's just that the four words of the Zhao ancestral hall on the plaque are the handwriting of the ancestors of the Zhao family, and they were destroyed like this, and Zhao Gongbo was really reluctant.

But seeing that the eldest brother hesitated slightly, Zhao Gongchen continued to persuade: "I know that the eldest brother is reluctant to give up the words of the ancestors, but don't forget, eldest brother, the words on the plaque can be extended, and after two days, I found a good wood, and then find a craftsman to make a new piece." ”

Saying this, Zhao Gongbo was relieved that the four words on the plaque were originally extended, and it didn't hurt to expand it again.

……

Busy until the sun was about to set, the preparations that should be done were completed, everyone picked up a piece of shade and sat in a circle, drinking tea and chatting and waiting for dinner in the martial arts school cafeteria.

The main project of the new house has already been completed, and the decoration is nearing completion, the second uncle handed over the construction site to one of his junior brothers, and now there is no need to make a table, Yang Rui simply hired him as the chef of the martial arts school canteen.

Huang Dalong couldn't wait for the meal, went to the back kitchen to get some leftovers at noon, and then started eating after heating it casually, Brother Ba gave him an important task, ride a motorcycle to the provincial capital tonight, and then change into Brother Ba's AE86, and go to Shencheng early tomorrow morning to pick up Director Liao to participate in the event.

As soon as he took two bites of the bowl, he saw an unfamiliar face coming in from the gate of the martial arts school.

The man was wearing a snow-white rayon practice uniform, the breeze was blowing, his clothes were fluttering, and he even had the demeanor of everyone.

Huang Dalong couldn't help but look at Yang Rui, and the meaning of his eyes was to ask if this person is your friend?

Yang Rui turned his head and glanced at the seventh uncle beside him, does this person have a relationship with you?

The eyes of the seventh uncle swept to Zhang Shaoben and Li Zhentang, and the two shook their heads blankly, not recognizing, and looked at each other for the first time.

Wei Tiezhu clenched his fists and stood up suddenly, either friend or foe, this person is here to smash the field nine times out of ten, there is nothing to say, just do a fight.

The Seventh Uncle smiled indifferently and patted Wei Tiezhu's back, signaling that he didn't have to be impulsive. Speaking of smashing the field, his old man can be regarded as the ancestor of the new society, and when he was young, he would travel all over the world, didn't he just rely on smashing the field again and again to get the entanglement.

The man's steps were light, and at first glance he was suspicious of being vain, but after looking at it twice, he couldn't help but have a little respect, and the pace was not slow, and the span of each step was as accurate as if it had been measured in advance.

Huang Dalong put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said disdainfully: "It's nothing remarkable, but anyone who has been a soldier can do it." ”

Yang Rui teased: "Then you will take the lead later?" ”

Huang Dalong snorted, but didn't answer. I know best how many catties and taels I have, and it's nothing to be beaten, but the reputation of the seventh uncle doesn't dare to be ruined in the hands of his Huang Dalong.

The man walked up to the group, clasped his hands into fists, and gave a salute first.

"Under the surname smoked, the name is a big pot ......"

Everyone was stunned.

Smoked jugs?

Such a resounding name, I will never forget it after hearing it once for decades.

The seventh uncle became stubborn and asked with a smile, "How to smoke?" What pot to smoke? ”

The man was not annoyed or angry, and patiently explained: "Don't tie the smoke, tie the smoke, smoke Wukong's smoke, don't tie the pot, tie the pot, the big pot is a big pot." ”

The seventh uncle blinked his eyelids and pretended to have a lot of trouble to understand: "Oh, it turned out to be called Sun Dafu......" Picking up the teacup, the seventh uncle took a sip of tea, and then asked: "May I ask what school and sect Sun Zhuang inherited?" ”

Sun Dafu raised his fists again, arched his hand towards the north, and replied, "I am a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple." ”

On the side, Yang Rui couldn't hold back, and a sip of tea almost sprayed on Li Zhentang's face.

It's all the fault of the movie.

Yang Rui clearly remembers that in the summer of four years ago, he went to the open-air cinema in the township with great difficulty, and finally watched this kung fu movie that was popular all over the country.

Uncle Seven just smiled and didn't speak at the time, and after a few months, taking the opportunity to drink and chat, Uncle Seven talked about his views on Shaolin Kung Fu.

The world's martial arts out of Shaolin, this sentence is either true, or legend, or the apocryphal of martial arts writers, but the reality is that the seventh uncle visited the Shaolin Temple twice in five or three years and six or six years respectively, and he has never seen any warrior monks with uneducated knowledge, and all he sees are monks with sick faces.

Also, the fields of the temple are all owned by the government, the monk eats the planned food like the people in the city, and the monk chanting the scriptures belongs to the light physical worker, the monthly ration is less than 30 catties, and the meat can only be seen once in half a month, where does the surplus physical energy be consumed on kicking and punching.

The inheritance of martial arts needs to be passed on orally between master and apprentice, and the kind of story that can be refined into a miracle can only come from literary works, and the Shaolin Temple has lost its inheritance since at least the fifties, until that movie became popular, and there were a few more warrior monks in the temple.

There is no real effort, just catering to the market.

Huang Dalong also saw the clues, the original humble heart instantly swelled, in the army did not practice less martial arts, after following Brother Ba, he could also learn some tricks every three or five times, came to Gangnan Village, met the seventh uncle, Huang Dalong even hurriedly grabbed the vacant land to buy three or two kinds of lo-mei, on the grounds of filial piety to the elderly, coaxed the seventh uncle to pass on several tricks to him.

It's itchy!

Wooden stakes and sandbags can't satisfy their hunger at all, and only by greeting the living can they get enough of the addiction of fighting.

The seventh uncle stopped the eager Huang Dalong with his eyes, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile: "Why did Sun Zhuang come to my martial arts school?" ”

Sun Dafu once again clenched his fists.

"Lou Lao Hero beat up his friends in the provincial capital a few times ago, but the puppet smoke pot is not tied to seek revenge for his friends, he just wants to meet friends with martial arts, and Lou Lao Hero has played a hand, learn together, and make progress together."

Yang Rui used his strength to hold back his laughter, leaned over, and whispered in the ear of the seventh uncle: "Old immortal, when you smashed other people's yards, were you so shameless?" ”

The seventh uncle said angrily: "What nonsense is the little rabbit cub talking about, I want to be an old man back then...... Hehe, it's much more shameless than him. ”