Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The canteen was brightly lit at this time, and it seemed that all the men in the village were there. The anxious old man went straight to the stretcher.

Then he walked straight over the stretcher and looked Zhang Xingwang up and down carefully. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was safe and sound. Then he no longer paid attention to Uncle Yougen on the stretcher and started to walk around the food...

A large group of people looked at the grain, the light in their eyes seemed brighter than a flashlight, and they all had smiles on their faces. Only the old man turned around twice, sighed and talked about the misfortune of his family, and said angrily that the Zhang family had misjudged people this time.

How could so many people let this disgraceful guy become the village chief? Such a foolproof plan turned out like this, while the people who were worried about are fine, while the people who should have been worried are lying down with peace of mind. It's totally outrageous.

The few old men who were with him were so angry that they scolded Uncle Yougen for about ten minutes and described this generation of young people as nothing.

The point is that the village chief and the accountant do not do their work all day long. They are only thinking about matters related to their young wife and chicken butts. When it comes to doing serious work, they are less reliable than the kid's father.

When the old man started to curse, he took off his shoes and jumped over, almost spraining his waist. Several old men were taking over, but when they saw the kid run a few steps in panic and fall down because of his weak legs, they all went black, and the old man almost fainted...

Uncle Yougen looked like a man who had experienced a lot of storms. After he stood up and brushed the dirt off his face, he did not forget to defend himself, saying that he was just careless for a moment and that the injuries were all variables within the plan. Anyway, as long as the plan was successful, he would improve the details later.

After hearing this, the old man threw the sole of his shoe at him, asking him why his face was so big, whether it was made from his buttocks, and even said with a licking face that if Xingwang got into trouble, the other party would not survive tonight? Are you planning to fall to your death and then seek revenge on the other party...

Uncle Yougen was stunned for a long time, and then seriously began to tell the story of an old horse stumbling. The old man frowned, and estimated that it would take more than an hour and a half to knock down Uncle Yougen with his mouth. He yawned unconsciously, and helplessly called out to brothers Erniu and Erbao, asking them to carry him back quickly to rest and recuperate so that they could fight again tomorrow.

Zhang Xingwang watched Brother Erniu pick up the shoes and carry the old man away with ease. The corner of Zhang Xingwang's eye twitched, and he sighed that the old man was such a casual and passionate person.

The two brothers were still grumbling that they had to carry more people tonight than in the past three months. The angry old man was immediately unhappy and said that he was testing the brothers' skills and that it would be a matter of time for him, so it was for their own good to familiarize themselves with it in advance...

As the farmers reluctantly bid farewell to the food and returned home one after another, the canteen gradually became quiet. Before leaving, they came over one by one and nodded slightly to Zhang Xingwang, with an expression that said everything, and the sense of ritual was so authentic.

Looking at the villagers' eyes filled with gratitude and hope, Zhang Xingwang realized that from now on he could walk around the village with his hands in his pockets and never let go of anyone.

Big Head and Uncle Baozhu finally finished counting the things, a total of 3,500 kilograms of coarse grains, more than 1,000 kilograms of potatoes, and 260 kilograms of grapes.

Uncle Yougen had just regained some of his former demeanor. He wiped the blood off his face with an overjoyed expression. He drove away the mosquitoes that swarmed around him, leaned over and asked with a grin:

"Xingwang, why are there more grapes?"

Zhang Xingwang was not impressed by Uncle Yougen's new look. He took a step back and quickly replied:

"I bought the grapes, and I picked out 500 kilograms of corn. I'll ask Brother Erniu to deliver it to my house later. I have to prepare some as well."

After hearing this, Uncle Yougen didn't waste any time and started to calculate the bill. The total amount was 1200 yuan, minus the 735 yuan given before going up the mountain, the remaining yuan was waiting to be paid with chickens and ducks.

Uncle Big Head has to stay and reconcile accounts with Uncle Yougen. Judging from the way the two of them are counting their fingers, it will probably take a long time. Uncle Baozhu, who is crossing his arms, should be the referee. Judging from the way the two of them are shouting and getting red-faced, he will probably have to work as a mediator part-time.

Zhang Xingwang also received the egg purchase certificate issued by the village. He thought that he would go to the street office less frequently in the future. He could talk to Director Wang about the receipts and just consider the eggs he ate as losses.

After thinking it over, he called on Erniu, who had just returned, for help. Erbao next to him was said to be Erniu's cousin.

The two brothers unconsciously looked at the grapes on the ground a few more times. Rich man Zhang was not a man who would do a errand. He promised to give them a few bunches later, and he couldn't ask others to help him for free.

Moreover, it was obvious that these two brothers were people with stories. They dared to go up the mountain to carry Uncle Yougen, risking the danger he had imagined. Although his skills were a bit unskilled, Zhang Xingwang accepted the friendship.

After hearing this, Brother Erniu waved his hands repeatedly, saying that he never asked for tips from the host when he carried things. When he carried things for the first time, Uncle Daniu repeatedly told him that all the things he carried must be unloaded, no matter what they were, he must not think about them, and he swallowed his saliva while saying this...

Except for the little girl, no one in the house slept. The old couple and the old mother paced back and forth in the yard, obviously feeling uneasy. Only the carefree short-legged daughter-in-law was looking forward to it. When she saw Zhang Xingwang coming back, she rushed towards the grapes in one step, and only after getting the grapes did she promise to return them with a grin.

The old couple breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the bunch of grapes being carried back. The old lady even smiled and said that she would leave some for her grandson's wife, and she would teach her daughter-in-law to dry the rest tomorrow.

The family members, like the old grandfather, tacitly did not ask about the source of the items or the details of the transaction. The old grandmother just smiled kindly and told her grandson and granddaughter-in-law to go to bed early.

Looking at the old man who was rubbing his hands in preparation, he said that he would pack up his things before going to bed. After all, he was old and had plenty of time to sleep. He also said with a relaxed look that there was not much work to do and it wouldn't take long.

"Grandma, I'd better stay and help. It's 500 kilograms of food, and it will take some time to move it to the cellar."

The old lady who was about to take the grapes shuddered, then resisted the urge to turn around and asked with a relaxed look:

"There are still 500 kilograms? All food?"

After getting her grandson's affirmative answer, the old grandmother showed a teachable expression on her face. She said with satisfaction that the food was good and it would be a good idea to store more, but she was determined not to take any meat or fine grains, and asked him to take them all with him when he left.

"Grandma, I'll take the meat, but I won't let you work in vain. I'm not that kind of person. You can keep the fine grains. You'll know the rest in a few days."

Hearing the old grandmother breathing heavily, she subconsciously went into the kitchen. When she came out, she saw Bai Xiaoya happily eating grapes. She heard her granddaughter-in-law's surprised words about whether there was any midnight snack. She showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and silently went back to the kitchen with the spatula.