Ma Laizi raised his eyebrows, put down his wine glass, and asked, "Do you want your son to become a teacher?"
"Ah, Brother Ma is now the leading sculptor in Yizhi Village. Isn't it just a matter of a word to arrange for my nephew to take a class?" Meng Changming said.
Ma Laizi narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the fire in his heart, and said, "It's okay to be a teacher."
"Really? Then thank you second brother! I just said, if you have anything to do, come to second brother, it's safe!" Meng Changming was overjoyed and was about to pour wine for Ma Laizi, but he was stopped by Ma Laizi.
Ma Laizi continued: "If you want to be a teacher, you can. However, it depends on your son's talent. Let's make a disciple from me first. If you can't even pass my test, then you can be an apprentice for the rest of your life. .”
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Meng Changming's smile suddenly solidified on his face. He knows best what his son's virtues are. He cannot bear hardships or offences. This time he said he came to learn sculpture, but he knew very well that 80% of the time he would learn nothing. He didn't really send Meng Dezi here to learn this craft. But from the beginning, I rushed to school! If he had followed Ma Laizi's requirements, his son would have to be an apprentice for the rest of his life.
When Ma Jiangping heard this, she quit and frowned: "Second brother, you... are you talking too much? Who is Dezi? He is your nephew, you can't ignore it, right?"
Ma Laizi glanced at Ma Jiangping and said, "It's precisely because he is my nephew that I control him more strictly. Otherwise, you won't even be able to get in!"
Ma Jiangping and Meng Changming suddenly froze on the spot. How could they continue to say this
Ma Jiangping took a deep breath, tried her best to squeeze out a smile and said: "Second brother, if you don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, we have been relatives for many years. The child is so old, he can't have nothing to do, right? Just help me. , if you arrange the child in, isn’t that the end?”
Ma Laizi made a sound and said angrily: "Do you know what this school teaches?"
"Teaching sculpture? Otherwise?" Ma Jiangping replied.
Bang!
Lame Ma slapped the table and stood up! At this fright, Meng Dezi's hand shook and his chopsticks fell on the table with a clatter.
Seeing this, Ma Laizi looked down upon Meng Dezi even more, and said angrily: "You also know that he teaches carving, but you don't know what your son's conduct is? He can't read a basket with big characters, can't even hold a chopstick, and why? Do you want to become a teacher directly? If you really want to send him to become a teacher, it is nothing to lose face to me, Ma Laizi. It is nothing to lose face to my village. What should I explain to my father and fellow villagers? Again, either stay. As an apprentice, you have to go up the mountain and chop a hundred cold bamboos every day. If you can’t complete the task, you won’t be allowed to eat! If you don’t work as much as you like, you will be kicked out!”
Listening to this, Meng Dezi subconsciously shouted: "How could a human do this?"
As soon as he said this, Ma Laizi almost slapped him in the face! But he finally endured it and sat there, silently, eating in silence.
This meal was extremely boring.
After dinner, Ma Jiangping went to wash the dishes, and the room became even more stuffy.
Until the afternoon, Ma Jiangping didn't know what she was talking about with Meng Changming and the others. Then she suddenly changed her face, came over with a smile, and started chatting with Ma Laizi again. Talk about your childhood and your parents. Meng Dezi was never mentioned as a teacher.
Ma Laizi thought Ma Jiangping realized the bottom line and breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, they are relatives and childhood playmates, so as we chatted, our mood improved a lot.
In the evening, Ma Jiangping also drank some wine, and she burst into tears on the wine table... While crying, she said: "Second brother, why do you think my life is so miserable?"
Ma Laizi was also a little overwhelmed and could only comfort him.
Ma Jiangping opened up a chatterbox and told all her misfortunes: her husband was incompetent, her son was stupid, the family was having a hard time, and it was almost impossible to survive, etc... She also said that she was sick and didn't know if she could survive. How many years. Now, I don’t have much money to go to the doctor. There is nothing you can do to send your children to study, etc...
Ma Laizi was knocked unconscious by Ma Jiangping. Thinking of his miserable days, he felt like he was connected to the same fate.
It wasn't until the next day that Ma Jiangping left Ma Laizi's house with 20,000 yuan. As he left, Meng Changming complained: "Jiang Ping, your second brother is not good at all. He has been praised by others and is in Yizhi Village." He is so awesome, what a master sculptor he is... I can't even ask him to arrange a job for our children, he's a bullshit master."
Daughter-in-law Peng Xueyu also said: "If you ask me, he doesn't help even if he has the ability. What kind of relative is he?"
Ma Jiangping said: "Hey, this guy forgets his roots when he gets a little capable. I have to talk to other people when I get back. This guy is really hard to get along with."
"Mom, when are you going to pay back the money?" Meng Dezi asked Ma Jiangping.
Ma Jiangping glared at him and said: "What else is there? Now that he has the ability and money, what's wrong with taking care of our relatives? The national leader also said that getting rich first leads to getting rich later, and he, Ma Laizi, can be an exception. ? What’s more, we are still relatives!”
Meng Changming nodded and said, "That's right, I'm pretty good now. Yizhi Village is a well-known rich village in eight villages in ten miles. And he has skills. Will he still be short of money in the future? He's not short of our money."
"That is, can feelings be measured by money?" Peng Xueyu also asked.
Several people chatted about this and left One Finger Village...
And Ma Laizi sat at home, thinking about it, thinking about it again, feeling uncomfortable, and always felt that this matter was not that simple. After thinking about it carefully, I realized that Ma Jiangping seemed drunk, but all her words revolved around one theme, that is, she was short of money and had no money, and she couldn't live her life anymore. It was bitter. It's up to you…
Ma Laizi thought of this and shouted, "Oh! I've been fooled!"
At this time, Ma Laizi understood clearly that Ma Jiangping's family was here to reap benefits! Why go to school to learn a craft, and why go to school to be a teacher? It's all done by the way. If you can get it, get it. If you can't get it, borrow money! Otherwise, how could these relatives who had not been in contact with each other for eight hundred years suddenly appear
Thinking of this, Ma Laizi felt a little cold, but he still looked in the mirror and comforted himself: "Forget it, we are all relatives. Maybe they are really suffering? Maybe they are not as bad as I thought?"
Thinking of this, Ma Laizi felt a lot more at ease.
But when Ma Laizi thought about his savings, his heart ached again. Although life in Yizhi Village is getting better and better, Ma Laizi also has many apprentices. But Yizhi Village has just emerged after all, and Ma Laizi's disciples are free to teach, and they can only drink with two bottles of good wine at most. So Ma Laizi doesn't have much savings. The 20,000 yuan is almost half of his belongings!
(End of chapter)