Grandmaster Gao Wu

However, Qin Peng said a few words to those villagers and was disgusted. When he left on his motorcycle and headed home, Li Mengqi smiled and said, "Qin Peng, do you regret it?"

"What do I regret?" Qin Peng said.

"Hee hee! If you don't show off, people will think that you are not doing well outside. Look at the faces of those people just now, I don't believe you have not been hurt." Li Mengqi said.

Qin Peng smiled and said: "Many villagers are like this. They hate others and laugh at others. It doesn't matter."

Li Mengqi said: "I really can't figure it out."

Qin Peng asked: "What can't you figure out?"

Li Mengqi said: "Don't they go online? Don't they watch TV news? You are so famous now that people in your own village think you are nothing special. It's really funny."

Qin Peng said: "People in the village are busy with making a living all day long. Even if they are free, they like to play mahjong. Basically, they don't care much about the outside world. I think this is normal."

Li Mengqi said: "People say that those who return home in fine clothes, even Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, put on extravagant scenes when he returned home. How can you recognize the contempt of your own villagers? Hee hee!"

Qin Peng said: "Haha! That's because I think as long as I think highly of myself, it doesn't matter if others think highly of me or not."

Li Mengqi said: "You are so rich, don't you want to do some good things for the village? For example, donate some money to build roads or something."

Qin Peng said: "I have this plan. In our village, most of the roads are now dirt roads. When it rains, the streets are full of mud puddles. It is really not very good."

Li Mengqi said: "Rebuild the elementary school in the village and so on, so that people in my hometown will miss you."

Qin Peng said: "There are only grades one, two, and three left in the primary school in our village. The senior grades have to go to the central primary school in the village. It is a bit extravagant to build a building. However, I have an idea. , I will build the most beautiful primary school in our village, and let all the central schools in the village move to our village primary school, so won’t the children in our village be able to study at home?”

Li Mengqi smiled and said, "It makes sense."

Qin Peng said: "Let's plan slowly, and strive to make our village look different in the next few years."

After talking, they arrived at the door of Qin Peng's house.

At this moment, it is more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

The door of Qin Peng's house is closed.

Qin Peng stopped the car, Li Mengqi got off the motorcycle, frowned and said, "My feet are a little numb."

Qin Peng said: "Move around a bit, and you'll be here soon."

Qin Peng took out his mobile phone and called his mother.

Qin Peng's mother, Chen Mei'e, is busy in the yard right now.

Chen Mei'e is not in a good mood recently.

Because, my husband was locked up.

Moreover, those neighbors told her about it intentionally or unintentionally.

She sensed that her neighbors were just trying to gloat.

Therefore, she hasn't gone out to gossip with other neighbors very much recently.

When the phone rang, Chen Mei'e took out the phone and looked at it, and found that it was her son calling, so she quickly answered it.

"Mom, I'm back. I'm outside the courtyard gate. Why is the gate locked in broad daylight?" Qin Peng said with a smile.

Chen Mei'e was very pleasantly surprised: "Xiaopeng, why did you come back suddenly? You didn't even say hello to me. I'll open the door for you right away."

She walked quickly to the gate.

"I have something to discuss with you." Qin Peng said.

The door opened.

When Chen Mei'e saw Qin Peng and Li Mengqi standing outside the door, she laughed from ear to ear.

"Meng Qi, you're here too. Okay, okay! Come in!" Chen Mei'e greeted.

Qin Peng gently twisted the accelerator of the motorcycle and entered the yard.

Li Mengqi walked into the yard holding hands with Chen Mei'e.

And the neighbors around also know the news of Qin Peng's return at this moment.

Some people gathered at the courtyard gate of Qin Peng's house.

Among them was Qin Peng's uncle, Qin Mingxue.

"Mingxue, Qin Peng brought a girl back, but she came back on a motorcycle, isn't that too shabby?" said a thin man, smoking a cigarette.

This skinny man is called Qin Minghai, and he is also a distant relative of Qin Peng's family.

In fact, most of Qin Peng's family in this village are surnamed Qin.

Qin Mingxue also had a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Maybe I feel a little ashamed, after all, I'm still in prison."

"Every time he comes back, he's so shabby, and he doesn't drive a good car. It's hard to tell that he looks rich." Qin Minghai said.

"No matter how poor he is, he is much better than us. He is very famous now." Qin Mingxue said.

"So famous, and the news said that he is so rich, but I haven't seen him do any good things for the village! I think he still has no money." A woman with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said.

This woman is Qin Minghai's wife, whose nickname is Taohua.

Qin Mingxue said: "Don't talk about doing good things for the village, I haven't seen him do anything for his clan."

"This kid, he's still a bit rude, how often does he come home, and he doesn't even invite us elders to dinner and drinks." Qin Minghai said very dissatisfied.

"It can only be said that there is no discrimination in teaching! His father is so virtuous, how do you think he can be better?" Taohua said with a curled lip.

Qin Mingxue threw the cigarette butt on the ground, wiped his mouth and said, "I'll go to his house to have a look. If he doesn't take the initiative to look at me, then I'll try to curry favor with him, okay?"

Just as he was talking, a BMW drove over and stopped near Qin Peng's house with a creak.

Qin Mingxue turned his face and saw Han Baoquan, a powerful man of his village who works in the capital, got out of the car.

"Uncle Mingxue, hello! Smoke a cigarette!" Han Baoquan said with a smile, then took out a box of Soft China from his pocket and began to smoke.

Qin Mingxue took the cigarette and said with a smile: "Baoquan, you are getting bigger and bigger. You changed the car again? You can smoke cigarettes so well. The cigarettes cost several yuan, right?"

Han Baoquan said with a smile: "So-so, it depends on who you compare with. If I compare with you, I may be better than you. If I compare with Qin Peng, then I am far behind."

Qin Mingxue said: "I see, you are better than Qin Peng! You are more polite than him, better at dealing with affairs than him, and richer than him! He went back to the village secretly, as if he was afraid that others would find out, and he didn't drive a good car. From what I can see, he probably doesn't do well outside."

Han Baoquan said with a smile: "Uncle Mingxue, are you laughing at me? Can I compare with Qin Peng? He is better than me if he just pulls out a hair!"

Qin Peng put the car away in the yard of his home.

He had a conversation with his mother and grandfather.

Grandpa was very happy to see him, and asked him some questions.

At this time, the mother said from the side: "Qin Peng, there are many people talking outside our house. I think you should go outside to socialize. Don't let people say that you are rude."

Qin Peng thought so, and he walked out of the yard with a box of He Tianxia.

Li Mengqi did not follow.

Because she felt that she didn't know what to say to those villagers, which was quite embarrassing.

Qin Peng himself does not smoke, and sometimes buys cigarettes purely for entertainment purposes.

Just like this and the world he took, they were bought for reception.

Qin Peng came out of the yard, he looked, well, there are already dozens of people surrounded outside.

He nodded with a smile and said, "Everyone is here, let's have a cigarette."

Qin Peng began to give up the smoke.

He first handed one to Qin Mingxue.

"Uncle, let's get another one." Qin Peng said to Qin Mingxue.

Qin Mingxue was smoking Han Baoquan's soft Zhonghua at this moment.

A few yuan a cigarette, he smoked very carefully, and felt that there should be no waste.

Qin Mingxue also felt a little resentful towards Qin Peng in his heart, he waved his hand and said, "No need, I can't afford to smoke your cigarettes."

Qin Peng was startled, he thought to himself, what is this for?What kind of temper do you have with me?

Next to him, Han Baoquan hurriedly said: "Uncle Mingxue, Qin Peng's cigarettes are much more expensive than mine, so hurry up and pick one up."

Qin Mingxue looked at the cigarette case in Qin Peng's hand and said, "What's with the world? I've never heard of it. Baoquan, don't be joking."

Han Baoquan smiled bitterly: "Uncle Mingxue, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, I've heard of it, this one is the same as the world, but it costs nearly 2 yuan a pack! A box costs 100 yuan! A cigarette costs [-] yuan!"

Qin Mingxue was taken aback.

"No way? Are there such expensive cigarettes?" Qin Mingxue was shocked.

The surrounding villagers were also in an uproar.

Han Baoquan said: "There are cigarettes that are more expensive than this. So, hurry up and get one!"

Qin Mingxue quickly wiped his hands on his pants, and took a cigarette from Qin Peng's hand.

The other men didn't need Qin Peng to let them go, they all rushed over and said, "I'll also try the taste of these 100 yuan cigarettes."

Even women held out their hands.

The pack of cigarettes in Qin Peng's hand was soon gone.

Surrounded by a cloud of people.

Qin Peng smiled and said, "Everyone, come and sit in the yard at home, let's talk."

Qin Minghai's woman, Taohua, said first: "I just had a few words with your mother, Qin Peng, your mother doesn't go out very much recently, you live so well in the Central Plains, why don't you take your mother over to enjoy the blessings? "

A group of people followed Qin Peng into the yard.

Qin Peng said with a smile: "I have told my mother and grandfather many times that my grandfather doesn't want to leave home, and I can't help it."

Han Baoquan entered the yard of relatives and friends, and saw the Augusta F4RC parked in the yard at a glance, and he exclaimed: "Qin Peng, I didn't expect that you also like to play motorcycles."

While smoking a cigarette cautiously, Qin Minghai said, "No one in our village likes to ride motorcycles anymore. Also, hasn't Zhongyuan City banned motorcycles long ago? Why does Qin Peng still ride motorcycles back and forth?"

Han Baoquan said: "My Uncle Ming Hai, I'm afraid you don't know that motorcycles are popular among rich people nowadays!"

"What? Rich people play motorcycles? Baoquan, are you talking nonsense?" Qin Mingxue blinked.