Chapter 847: Such a Person

Seeing the helplessness on the cripple's face, especially the gradually extinguished anger in the cripple's eyes, Fangzheng smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Now that the anger has subsided, you can go in."

"Uh..." Hearing this, the lame horse froze in place, angry?

Fangzheng said: "Zen Master Yizhi said, don't be impulsive when doing anything. When you find that you are eager to do something, you must calm down, think about it, think about it, and then do it. Most of what you do is likely to cause accidents. Just now you were full of anger, but the poor monk didn't pull you, what are you going to do when you go in?"

The cripple was dumb, thinking about the evil thoughts in his heart just now. If Fangzheng hadn't held him back, he would have rushed in, probably flipping the table, scolding his mother, or even having a fight. After doing this, I'm afraid the result will be New Year's Eve in the bureau...

Thinking of this, Lame Ma blushed, bowed and said, "Thank you, Abbot Fangzheng..."

Fangzheng shook his head, and led the crippled horse to the door. Neither of them went in. Fang Zheng asked the crippled horse to stand beside him, and then made a sign to listen.

At this very moment, Ma Jiangping was sitting at the mahjong table with a wad of red banknotes on the table, smoking a cigarette, rubbing mahjong, with a relaxed expression on her face, without the slightest apology for debt collection, instead she asked carelessly : "How much did you pay just now?"

"Eight hundred." Dui Jia said.

Without saying a word, Ma Jiangping counted eight hundred and threw them over.

The other party took the money and said with a smile: "Jiang Ping, it was Ma Lao Er who called just now, right? I heard that this guy has been doing well recently. When did you get in touch? I haven't contacted him for so many years. How is it?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Jiangping threw the cigarette into the ashtray, and said angrily, "It's okay to be a fool. I've been a craftsman in One Finger Village. It sounds like a carpenter, but it sounds like a carpenter."

"Isn't it? I heard that many young people in the village have gone to learn crafts from him. I'm still thinking about sending the children there to learn... In this world, it's not easy to take the exam, and you have to rely on your ability to pass the exam." Eat. After all the calculations, it is better to learn a craft." Another woman said.

Ma Jiangping curled her lips and said, "It's all Yizhi Village's bragging, fooling outsiders. What kind of craft, isn't it just the carpenter's craft of carving flowers, which village doesn't have a carpenter, who should we learn from? Let's learn from his family. He’s a relative, how many brushes does he have? How many brushes does he have? If he’s really that good, he won’t be a bachelor for the rest of his life.”

"Hey, do you think this person has a problem with his character?" At this time, Meng Changming pretended to be curious, and suddenly interjected.

Ma Jiangping immediately said: "Think about it for yourself. People in their 40s and 50s have no children under their knees and no one to sleep with. There must be a reason! Either there are people who don't say anything, or they are poor and have no one to marry, or ah--"

Ma Jiangping held a long tone with a strange smile on her face.

"What?" Several people were also curious and asked.

Ma Jiangping pretended to be mysterious and said, "I'm crazy!"

Hearing this, the crippled horse was about to rush inside in a fit of rage, but Fangzheng hurriedly stopped him. Lame Ma knew who Ma Jiangping was, but as Fang Zheng said, he knew nothing about Ma Jiangping. He couldn't believe everything just because the crippled horse said it. He stood outside the door and listened, first to help the crippled horse meet his relatives. The second is to help Fangzheng recognize the people inside.

As soon as the words came out, the man on the opposite side murmured, "Hey, the crippled horse has a craft, but he can't go anywhere. Is it really a problem with his character? But, I haven't heard anyone say that..."

Ma Jiangping snorted and said, "Oh, this man's heart is far away, and he has never been in touch with him. He just listens to people, so what can he know? I went to see him two days ago, and you said that he was referring to an old man in the village anyway. Sculpture school, he also has a part-time job, right? If someone came to learn, didn’t he learn from him? Such a good condition, but I asked him to arrange a job for our family’s Dezi to learn a craft, but he didn’t do it! You guys Tell me, is this still a relative? People say that blood is thicker than water, this guy simply turns his face and refuses to recognize his relatives, is he a cold-blooded animal!"

The cripple's face turned red, and Fangzheng hurriedly motioned him to calm down.

"It's difficult to give an official job, but I shouldn't refuse it when I went to school, right?" The others asked in surprise.

Ma Jiangping said: "Don't you believe it, it's the truth!"

At this moment, a person came in from the outbuilding, frowned and said: "Ma Jiangping, didn't you still say that he lent you 20,000 yuan yesterday? Why did you turn around and say that others can't do it?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ma Jiangping's face was a little uneasy, but she still had a slack in her neck, and shouted: "You know what's going on with him. Which one of the villagers in Yizhi Village is not very rich? Twenty thousand yuan is not enough for him. He said, can that be called money? It’s only 20,000 yuan, and it was lent to us. Why do you think he’s so embarrassed to take it? Besides, it’s only been a few days since he borrowed it, so he always calls to remind him, and he still reads With a little affection?"

The people who said this didn't know how to answer. Although they felt that what Ma Jiangping said was wrong, they couldn't understand it even if they talked to her. What's more, this is not their own business, and no one can say anything.

Ma Jiangping continued: "Oh, he is also a human being, but Dezi's second uncle is much more open-minded. The year before last when Dezi got married, he lent us 20,000 yuan. Look at this cripple... Can't compare."

"Hey, when you said this, I remembered. How is his second uncle's factory now? I heard that the price of cement has been rising recently. Is it going to be released again?" asked the man opposite.

Ma Jiangping nodded and said, "That's for sure, their assets are in the millions."

...

Ma Jiangping couldn't stop praising Meng Dezi's second uncle for how rich he was, how proud he was, and by the way, how unkind and unrighteous the crippled man was...

However, Ma Jiangping did not think that the 20,000 that Lame Ma put out was equivalent to most of his savings, while the 20,000 that the second uncle Meng Dezi put out was just a drop in the bucket...

Hearing this, the cripple was already gnashing his teeth. If Fangzheng hadn't pressed him, the cripple would have rushed in, overturned the table, and started cursing. Fangzheng listened for a while, and found that the topic inside had changed to other topics, and he knew that he would hear nothing more. Moreover, after hearing this, it is basically confirmed that the crippled horse is not lying. This Ma Jiangping is even worse than what the cripple said!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng felt relieved, patted the lame horse and said, "Let's go, go in."

After speaking, Fangzheng opened the door and walked in.

As soon as they entered the room, the people in the room looked over subconsciously. Ma Jiangping, who was chatting cheerfully, froze in place for a moment, staring straight at the crippled horse who was following Fangzheng with an angry expression on his face!