"Uncle Zhanshui, it stands to reason that you are an elder, and if it is too heavy, I shouldn't say it. But since we are doing things, we must have a rule. There are no rules, right?"

Han Chunlei said: "If you find out that you don't follow the rules next time, then please leave directly." As for this ......"

Han Zhanshui hurriedly said: "What's going on this time, Chunlei, you say, uncle will admit punishment, absolutely nothing!"

As long as the job of carrying tea leaves is not lost, how Han Chunlei is punished, Han Zhanshui admits it.

Since doing this work of carrying tea leaves, Han Zhanshui is no longer willing to farm and build a house.

Han Chunlei asked, "Our village's primary school, do you know?"

"You know, it was originally the ancestral hall in our village. What's the matter?" Han Zhanshui didn't understand why Han Chunlei suddenly turned the topic here.

Han Chunlei said: "I listened to the spring breeze, our village primary school is now dilapidated, especially in winter, the four walls of the classroom are not leaky. He also had frostbite on his hands last winter. Since Uncle Zhanshui will build a house, why don't you help repair the school. ”

Han Zhanshui suddenly understood: "You...... Let me go and fix the house for the school?"

"Yes, even workers bring materials, you pay for this money, you can't ask the village for money. How about it, Uncle Zhanshui, are you going to be punished by this?"

"Hmm...... Punished! Punished! Chun Lei, unkind and righteous! Uncle has nothing to say!"

In such an instant, Han Zhanshui's eyes turned a little red again.

He was really touched.

He thought that Han Chunlei would fine him some money and put it in his pocket. And he was also mentally prepared for bleeding.

Unexpectedly, Chunlei actually thought that it was to repair the school in the village.

Han Zhanshui knew very well in his heart that although he had to spend his own money to repair the school and bring materials, this money was not spent in vain.

Building bridges, paving roads, and building schools are all good things that accumulate merit. Chunlei's hand not only allowed himself to be punished, but also allowed him to save face and lining, and earned a good reputation, he was really willing to accept this punishment.

This person's realm is just different.

deserves her Mao Yuzhen's family to get rich and lucky.

......

After coming out of the roast goose shop, Han Chuntao and the others set off for the train station.

Han Chunlei pulled his sister aside and repeatedly told her to calm down when she went back. also explained that after going back this time, when you collect tea again, don't add money to the purchase price, because the more difficult it is to collect tea, the more it will make the people behind the scenes show their feet.

Seeing the two of them leave, Han Chunlei's mind returned to the question of the suspect again.

Since there is nothing wrong with Han Zhanshui, the biggest suspicion naturally falls on the head of Uncle Wu, the old man at the entrance of the village.

More than a week has passed, and it is time to deliver tea again.

This time, it was Han Chuntaocai and Lao Wu. They brought 120 catties of tea to Shenzhen.

Dongmen Market, in the tea warehouse of the Huang family's compound.

One hundred and twenty catties of tea leaves were all poured out and covered with four straw mats.

"Chunlei, what are you doing here?" asked Lao Wu.

"Uncle Wu, all tea must be re-accepted before it is put into storage. Han Chunlei said lightly.

"Re-acceptance?" Lao Wu was not calm, "I haven't been like this on the previous two trips." ”

Han Chuntao said: "Old Uncle Wu, this is a new rule that has just been set, and the last time Uncle Zhanshui came to deliver tea, it was the same." ”

"This guy didn't hear him talk about this stubble. Old Wu muttered.

Han Chuntao was much calmer this time, and said without hurry: "The re-acceptance is very fast, so I will delay your efforts for a while, Uncle Zhanshui can wait, why can't you wait, Uncle Wu?"

"I can wait, I can wait. ”

After about a quarter of an hour, the acceptance immediately had results, and three of the six bags of tea with different weights were mixed with aged tea, and the position of the mixture was still the same, all in the middle of the sacks.

Han Chuntao asked, "Old Uncle Wu, what do you say about this?"

"This, what do you say?" Lao Wu's face turned pale, but his mouth was still willing to admit it, "I didn't collect these tea leaves alone, how do I know what's going on?"

"I knew you would say that!" Han Chun Taoshuo said, "This time, Uncle Zhanshui, Accountant Yu, and the third child of the Weng family handed over a total of sixty-five catties of tea, and I made a mark on the mouth of the bag before I came, so I can't mix it." These three bags of tea mixed with aged tea are the ones you handed over!"

"This ...... It's not like you've accepted it in Chaijiawu, no problem. Lao Wu quibbled.

Han Chuntao sneered: "My mother did inspect it when she was at home, but how did she inspect the goods, you don't know in your heart? She just believes in the big guy too much, so she let you take advantage of the loophole! Old Uncle Wu, what I'm saying is the truth, right?"

"This ...... I ......" Old Wu was choked.

"You don't want this, that. As far as you are concerned, we have already found out clearly, and what we are waiting for is the current person who has stolen goods. Han Chuntao said.

Han Chunlei didn't speak, because my sister had finished saying what she had to say.

At this moment, there was only deathly silence in the courtyard.

After a long time, Lao Wu spoke again, only this time, he was like a ball of deflated air, and he had long lost the confidence he had when he quibbled just now: "Chunlei, Chuntao, I can't stand you! Actually, I have long thought that sooner or later there will be such a day! But the family spends a lot, and this year's tea is not easy to harvest." I'm ...... Eh, the ghost is confused!"

Lao Wu finally admitted the facts!

Then, he took a few steps backwards, sat down on a bamboo chair, and pulled out a box of harvest from his jacket pocket.

Laugh at!

Strike a match and light the cigarette.