Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I'll ask you for some money, poor monk."
"You want money?" Ma Laizi was stunned, then suddenly realized, and said with a wry smile: "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm afraid it's hard to get this money. Unless you go to court, but if you go to court with relatives for 20,000 yuan, this... I'm afraid you will be beaten by eight villages from ten miles away. discussion."
Fang Zheng gave Ma Laizi a reassuring look and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll help you get it. I'll definitely get it back."
Ma Laizi was also a little curious. He made several calls in the past two days, but the other party always gave various excuses. Nowadays, even if he makes ten calls, he may not answer even one... By now, he basically understands that 80% of his money will not be returned. The reason why I came to Fang Zheng was because I wanted to express my annoyance. However, he never expected that Fang Zheng would go down the mountain in person and take him to ask for money.
Although he was grateful to Fang Zheng, Ma Laizi was not optimistic about Fang Zheng's request for money. After all, this is no better than carving and chanting sutras. Facing the old man, even the court has no good solution, let alone a monk
Even though he didn't believe it, Ma Laizi didn't dare to say it out loud and still followed Fang Zheng.
Ma Jiangping's house is quite far from Yizhi Temple. There are three villages separated by it, so you have to take a shuttle bus every time you go there. This bus is actually contracted by the village next door, and it runs around each village every day. It is considered a convenient bus. Since you don't go into the city, you can save a lot of money. Although the car is a bit old, everyone still likes this convenience very much.
Fang Zheng got in the car and soon arrived at Jianghai Village, the village where Ma Jiangping was located.
Compared with Yizhi Village, Jianghai Village is far away from the Tongtian Mountains. It is surrounded by vast plains in front and to the left and right. Corn is grown all over the village. It is known as the largest grain-producing village among the eight villages in ten miles! The price of corn has soared in the past two years, and every villager in the village has saved a little and is living a prosperous life. I really envy a lot of people...
As soon as Fang Zheng entered the village, he looked at the large tile-roofed houses. The large windows were extremely bright, and there was a glass corridor on the outside. The corridor could block the northeast wind while letting in sunlight, creating the effect of a greenhouse. In this way, the temperature in the room can be greatly improved. This is Jianghai Village. Other villages are not so heroic. They generally do not use glass, but use cloth from plastic greenhouses instead of glass. In this way, the light and appearance are slightly worse, but the thermal insulation effect is not bad.
Moreover, almost every household in Jianghai Village has tractors, motorcycles and other machinery, which shows the affluence of Jianghai Village.
Thinking again about Yizhi Village a year ago, Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said to himself: It's no wonder that Ma Jiangping and the others don't interact with Ma Laizi. The gap between the rich and the poor is so wide that they are afraid that Ma Lame will come and take advantage. It's a pity that they don't understand Ma Laizi after all. How could that stubborn old man take advantage of others? I would have taken it long ago, and I wouldn’t wait until now.
Although it is winter, as a Northeastern person, I still like to go out for a walk. When I see Fang Zheng, I all say hello to Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng returned the greetings one by one, and then under the guidance of everyone, he found Ma Jiangping's home.
Ma Jiangping's home consists of three large tile-roofed houses, and there is a minivan parked at home. Obviously, Ma Jiangping's family situation is not as miserable as she told Ma Laizi. Seeing this scene, Ma Laizi's face turned red. He didn't know whether he was ashamed and angry at his own stupidity, or angry at the other party for lying to him. When the lame horse gets angry, he will rush in...
Fang Zheng grabbed Ma Laizi and said with a smile: "You're already here, don't you want this expression? It hurts your feelings. Just smile..."
"Laughing?" Ma Laizi was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said: "Abbot Fangzheng, do you think I can still laugh now?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Then do you want your money back?"
"I think, as long as I can get them back, I will sever ties with them right away! Damn, I don't want this kind of relatives!" Ma Laizi's voice became louder and louder, and Fang Zheng quickly motioned for him to lower his voice.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I don't want to give it back, but I still need the money. You call Ma Jiangping first to see if they have changed their mind."
Ma Laizi glanced at Fang Zheng suspiciously, hummed twice, took out his mobile phone, walked to the corner, and made a call. After a while, Ma Laizi came back angrily, his eyes widened, and pointed at Ma Jiangping, who was sitting on the Kang in the room with her back to the window, secretly said angrily: "She actually told me she wasn't at home! Who is in that room? Damn, it's so annoying. I can't do it anymore. I have to go in and talk to her." They talked and talked!"
After saying that, Ma Laizi was about to rush in, but Fang Zheng quickly grabbed him.
"Abbot Fangzheng, what are you doing?" Ma Laizi was anxious.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Do you still want money?"
Ma Laizi nodded subconsciously and said, "I think so."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "If you want to come back, then give the poor monk a smile."
Ma Laizi really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Fang Zheng's gourd, so he had no choice but to force out a smile. But this smile is uglier than crying...
"Your smile is too ugly. Smile wider and look better..." As Fang Zheng spoke, he played with Ma Laizi's expression with his hands. After a while, Ma Laizi was manipulated into a miserable smile by Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng saw that he couldn't think of anything better, so he said helplessly: "Why do you want money like this?"
Ma Laizi said bitterly: "Abbot Fangzheng, they owe me money, and I'm here to collect the debt. Have you ever seen Huang Shiren give Yang Bailao a smile? Ah, bah, I'm not Huang Shiren..."
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "Times have changed. Now Yang Bailao is more powerful than Huang Shiren. Didn't you hear people say that I am the one who owes money?"
"This..." Ma Laizi stared at Fang Zheng and thought to himself: Is this monk just trying to amuse me? A stubborn energy came up in my heart again. I gritted my teeth and stamped my feet: "Forget it, no more!" After saying that, the guy turned around and left.
Fang Zheng hurriedly grabbed him and said, "You benefactor, the poor monk kindly brought you here to collect the debt, why did you just leave when you said you were leaving?"
"I can't stand being so aggrieved and asking for money." Ma Laizi said angrily.
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "Who asked you to beg for help? The poor monk wants you to smile and make the poor monk happy. When you get to the house, just shut up and leave the rest to the poor monk."
Ma Laizi was stunned for a moment. Are you making Fang Zheng happy? This... I subconsciously looked at my old face reflected in the window, and thought to myself: Fang Zheng should look down on me...
When Fang Zheng saw that the lame horse was thinking wrongly, he quickly said: "If a poor monk goes in, he will be blown away, stared at, and even scolded. Now you can smile and comfort yourself, can't you do it?"
Ma Laizi thought about it and felt that Fang Zheng was right. So he took a deep breath, grinned hard, showed his big yellow teeth, and asked, "Is this okay?"
(End of chapter)