"Forget it, forget it... I'm alone. There are several members of her family, and life is hard, so let's help her. Besides, it's not like I won't pay it back... Well, she said, she will pay it back next month." The cripple muttered.
However, a month passed quickly, and Ma Laizi waited for several days, but did not receive anyone from Ma Jiangping, not even a phone call.
Although Ma Laizi doesn't rely on the 20,000 yuan to survive, it is his hard-earned money after all. If what is given is okay, then stop thinking about it. But it was loaned out, how could he treat it as if it didn't exist
After waiting for another two days, Ma Laizi finally called the other party's phone number, but before he could speak, Ma Jiangping started talking nonsense with him, chatting about the weather and family for a long time, but never mentioned the matter of repaying the money!
Ma Laizi hinted a few words, but the other party didn't seem to understand.
After hanging up the phone, Ma Laizi sat on the kang, looking at the deserted room, feeling that the world was getting colder...
Another day passed, and Ma Laizi decided to have a showdown with the opponent.
When he called this time, Ma Laizi heard the clatter of mahjong in Ma Jiangping's house. The house was full of people and seemed to be very lively.
Ma Jiangping also said that several brothers and sisters were here and were playing mahjong and chatting. Then, Ma Jiangping turned on the power amplifier function!
When Ma Laizi heard that, there were so many people, and everyone seemed to be talking hello to him. With so many people present, Ma Laizi was too embarrassed to ask for money, so he could only continue to say a few words of haha before hanging up.
Ma Laizi waited for several days, but still had no letter. He called several times, but the other party hung up before he could speak.
Ma Laizi finally found an opportunity and asked directly about the money. As a result, there was a burst of crying for father and mother on the other side, as if someone would die if he paid back the money.
In desperation, Ma Laizi could only continue to wait. Two months have passed since then. During these two months, he just felt that his heart was so blocked that he couldn't eat or drink well, and his carving skills had obviously declined. It’s not because of the money, but because of this person!
The more I thought about it, the colder my heart became. With my heart depressed, I thought about it and finally came to Mount Zhizhi to find Fang Zheng to seek answers to my questions, hoping to gain spiritual relief.
After listening to Ma Laizi's words, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh. Fang Zheng had never encountered this kind of situation like Ma Laizi, and just by listening to what Ma Laizi's family said, it was difficult for Fang Zheng to judge who was right and who was wrong. He had to go and see for himself to find out the cause and effect.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng stood up and said: "Amitabha, donor, this poor monk knows about your matter. Do you know where your relative is?"
Ma Laizi didn't understand why Fang Zheng asked this, but he told Fang Zheng anyway.
Fang Zheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, and then said: "Donor, please go back first. The poor monk will come back to you in two days and tell you the answer."
Ma Laizi opened his mouth as if to say: I want to know the answer now.
But after seeing Fang Zheng's calm eyes, Ma Laizi was stunned and couldn't say anything. He has studied carving with Fang Zheng for so long, even though he is Fang Zheng's elder, even though he has watched Fang Zheng grow up, and even though he has spanked Fang Zheng. But there is no order of learning, the master is the teacher. After studying with Fang Zheng for a long time, Ma Laizi was impressed by Fang Zheng's unique insights into carving and his extremely superb skills. I already respected Fang Zheng as a teacher in my heart, so I naturally didn't dare to go against Fang Zheng's wishes. So, he returned the gift to show that he understood, and then went down the mountain.
As soon as the lame horse left, before Fang Zheng could say anything, Xianyu jumped up with a bang and shouted: "Oh! This man is finally gone! Sure enough, as you get older, you talk more. Things that can be explained clearly in a few words are very important. It’s going to be a long story. Do you really think it’s so easy to pretend to be a dead fish? My ancestors froze to death!”
While Xianyu was talking, he looked at the dishes on the plate, and it turned out that the top was as smooth as a mirror! Looking at the rice in the rice bowl, I am completely destitute!
Xianyu's eyes widened and he wailed, "That's too much! Master, do you care about this matter? I'm pretending to be a dead fish for the sake of the temple. You can't let me go hungry, right?"
Fang Zheng looked at Xianyu, shook his head slightly, was too lazy to pay attention to him, and went into the kitchen.
Seeing Fang Zheng leaving, Xianyu became even more upset and shouted: "You guys are bullying Yu too much. Can't you survive this day? Stop right there! Grandpa, I tell you, you will regret it! Don't bully me." The young man is poor!”
Squirrel raised his head honestly and said quietly: "You are ninety thousand years old... you are not young anymore."
Xianyu was choked immediately, glared at the squirrel, and quickly changed his sentence: "You guys are so indifferent to me today..."
When Xianyu said this, Fang Zheng suddenly poked his head out from the door, looked at him curiously, and thought to himself: Has this Xianyu been modified? Is it bloody? So he asked: "How?"
Xianyu stared at Fang Zheng with wide eyes, then looked at Hong Boy who was gearing up, and finally looked at Fang Zheng's shoes and shouted: "It will be cloudy and sunny tomorrow!"
Fang Zheng almost choked up his blood when he heard this. The dead fish was still as timid as ever... Shaking his head, Fang Zheng turned and left.
Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief, then sat pitifully on the chair, looking up at the sky. At this moment, he seemed to have lost all his dreams, and there was only one thought in his mind-hungry!
Just when Xianyu was full of resentment, a big bowl was placed in front of him with a bang, and then a smell hit his nostrils, and at the same time a faint voice sounded: "Eat, you must be on time for your meals in the future."
Xianyu was stunned, looking at the large bowl of rice and vegetables in front of him. The whole fish looked a little stupid. He scratched the fish's head and felt that his brain was a little unable to keep up. When did this monk become so kind? Turning around to look at Fang Zheng who had left the temple, he clucked his lips and didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Hong Boy jumped up on the table and said: "The bowl is not enough. Master asked me to leave a portion when I serve the rice. Whoever comes last will eat from the pot last. But Master said, you must be at the bottom with your personality." ... Do you think Master will not let you eat? Hey, you have survived for so long..."
After saying that, Red Boy left.
At this moment, the squirrel came over, scratched his head and said, "Wow, I have so much left for you. Fortunately, I even helped you hide a rice ball..."
After saying that, the squirrel took out a rice ball from his small pocket and put it in the big bowl. This rice ball is not big, after all, a squirrel is only that big, but looking at the salted fish makes my eyes sore for no reason.
Xianyu opened his mouth to say thank you, but when he reached his mouth, he abruptly changed it to: "Such a small amount of rice is not enough for my ancestors. You are such an edible little thing, so keep it for yourself." "
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xianyu felt a little regretful. His original intention was to thank Squirrel and let him eat more. But when it came to his foul mouth, it became an offending word.
For the first time, Xianyu felt a little disgusted with his bad mouth.
Sure enough, Squirrel was stunned for a moment and said a little sadly: "You dislike it..."
(End of chapter)