When Fang Zheng heard this, he was not angry. Instead, he said calmly: "In fact, being a teacher is not as high as a chicken or a duck."
Hong Hai'er was stunned for a moment, then thought of what Fang Zheng said before, and said thoughtfully: "Master, what you said is not true, is it?"
Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk can only help him answer questions, but the chicken and duck can help him survive and even live a good year. If it were you, who do you think has a higher status?"
Red Boy said decisively: "Chicken and duck!"
Fangzheng spread his hands helplessly, and then said: "Yes, it's a poor monk instead. The poor monk also chooses chicken and duck. Let's go and sit in the small shop."
"Master, let's do business first at this time. Where can we sit in the small shop?" Hong Hai'er asked with some confusion.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The small shop is a good place. The small shop in each village has all the Kanye's in the village. This is the most well-informed place. It is similar to the tavern in the martial arts novel, except that No one drinks here, they are all smokers…”
Hong Hai'er smiled and said: "Then why not just change the name to the Smoke House."
Fang Zheng glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense. These three words are not good words in China's history."
Red Boy shrank his neck to show that he understood.
While they were talking, the two people had already walked into a small shop.
It is said to be a small shop, but in fact it is not small inside at all, with a full area of 40 to 50 square meters. There are not many shelves inside. After all, it is a small business in the village. It sells oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, instant noodles, dried noodles, tobacco, wine, and snacks. Just little things like that. There were more small tables with stools beside them, and a large group of men and women sat there smoking cigarettes, drinking water, and chatting.
There were also people playing mahjong and cards, and there were three or five people watching the excitement. Suddenly, the whole small shop felt full of people.
As soon as he opened the door, Fang Zheng felt a strong smell of tobacco coming towards him. Fang Zheng only took one breath and felt suffocated, and then he felt like coughing. Seeing this, Hong Haier quickly used his magic to keep the smoke out. Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with satisfaction, and gave Hong Boy a thumbs up.
When they heard the door open, everyone looked over subconsciously. When they saw Fang Zheng coming in, they all stopped playing cards or talking, and stood up to say hello.
"Hello, Abbot Fangzheng!"
"Hey, Abbot Fangzheng, what brought you here?"
"Abbot Fangzheng, sit here."
"Abbot Fangzheng, it's so cold today, why did you come down the mountain? Is there insufficient heating on the mountain? I have some coal at home, do you want to take it back?"
Listening to these simple voices, Fang Zheng clasped his hands together to thank everyone, and declined everyone's gifts. Even so, he was still forced to sit on a chair that had just been vacated, making Fangzheng extremely embarrassed. Although he thinks he has some merit, the number of people he helps is only a minority. Wudaohezi and Yizhi Mountain are quite far away, and the villagers here can no longer receive much benefit from Yizhi Temple. If there is, it is just a few children sent to Yizhi Village to learn carving...
After all this calculation, Fang Zheng really felt guilty. If someone treated him like this, he would always feel like he was missing something if he didn't give something in return. Once this thought arose, he couldn't suppress it anymore, but Fang Zheng didn't have any good way to help these enthusiastic villagers yet, so he could only remember it for now.
Everyone kept asking questions for a long time. During this period, Fang Zheng also drank two glasses of water. Seeing that everyone had talked about it, he changed the subject and said, "Dear donors, this poor monk did have something to do when he came down the mountain. Listen, poor monk. He said, just yesterday, a donor slept in a pile of straw and almost froze to death. Is this relevant?"
Everyone was obviously stunned when they heard Fang Zheng ask this.
Then everyone had angry looks on their faces.
One of the men, who looked a bit Mediterranean, said: "Is that Qiu Laoba you are talking about? Hey, that old guy really deserves it!"
As soon as these words came out, Fang Zheng was stunned. Qiu Laoba deserved this? When did people who were about to freeze to death deserve it? Could it be that what Liu was telling the truth was not the truth
"Lao Qiu really deserves it. You said that this old guy was kicked out by his daughter. Lao Jin kindly took him in and helped him call the police. He wanted to help him and teach his unfilial bastard daughter a lesson. As a result It was good for him. When the police came, he refused to admit that he was kicked out and just said that he ran away from home. The police even scolded Lao Jin, saying that he had made a false police report, and he was almost taken back for investigation. "Someone on the side responded.
Only then did Fang Zheng realize that what everyone said was different from what he thought. In general, it was no different from what Liu honestly said.
Fang Zheng asked with a bit of curiosity: "Oh? He was even kicked out to sleep on a haystack, and he still defends his daughter like this. This Qiu Laoba is not very kind to his daughter."
As soon as these words came out, a group of people who were originally filled with anger actually nodded along subconsciously.
Mediterranean also said: "Hey... Qiu Laoba is indeed a good person. It's a pity that his good intentions were fed to a snake and scorpion with a bad heart and a dog's lungs... "
"How do you say this?" Fang Zheng asked immediately.
Hearing Fang Zheng's question, everyone started talking one after another, talking in a whirlwind manner, talking here and there. Fortunately, Fang Zheng's brain is not running as fast as it was when he was in school. He can quickly remember what everyone said and then summarize it. Gradually, he began to have a general understanding of the Qiu family's situation. .
Qiu Laoba does not mean that he is the eighth eldest in the Qiu family, but in the entire Wudaohezi Village, there are a total of eight people with the surname Qiu. In terms of age, he happens to be the eighth. Qiu Laoba's wife has always been in poor health, weak and sickly. When she was young, she gave birth to her eldest daughter Qiu Baihong. However, at that time, boys were still favored over girls in the village, so Qiu Laoba always wanted to have a son.
Only then did they plan to have a second child, and two years later they finally gave birth to their second daughter, Qiu Jinyu. As a result, Qiu Laoba's wife, who was already frail and sickly, never woke up from that birth.
Qiu Laoba felt guilty at the time, feeling that his persistence had killed his wife. At the same time, he also felt some resentment towards his second daughter. In addition, life was really difficult at that time, so he adopted Qiu Jinyu to another family named Qiu in the village. That family had no children, so they were naturally very willing to take Qiu Jinyu in.
With no wife and only one daughter at home, Qiu Laoba was naturally very obedient to his eldest daughter Qiu Baihong and was favored in every possible way. He would bring back any delicious or fun things to Qiu Baihong. This was nothing at first, until Qiu Baihong got married, everyone suddenly discovered that the relationship between Qiu Baihong and Qiu Laoba was actually very subtle!
(End of chapter)