Little fairy doctor with holy hands

Zhang Yuan still had a smile on his face.

But there was no trace of smile in his eyes.

Zhang Weimin doesn’t have to pay for the consultation fee!

He was clearly asking Zhang Yuan for the box of tea worth three thousand yuan!

In fact, Zhang Yuan didn't want to kill Zhang Jing at first, but what Zhang Jing said was so irritating!

In order to punish him a little, Zhang Yuan made a bet with him and won his precious box of tea.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Jing actually wanted to play tricks and move his eldest brother Zhang Weimin out.

This is his plan to use his status as village chief to pressure himself into handing over the tea leaves!

Disgusting, this kind of behavior is really disgusting!

Rolling his eyes, Zhang Yuan suddenly smiled bitterly, "Village Chief, let's forget the medical expenses this time! I have used up all the things Uncle Zhang Jing gave me!"

"Everything is gone, how can I have the nerve to charge for medical treatment again? Next time, next time he comes to me for treatment, I will definitely ask you, the village chief, for medical treatment!"

"Who in the village would dare to say that Uncle Zhang Jing took advantage of your status and refused to pay for the consultation, so you asked him to come to my house to find me! I must teach the person who dared to arrange it behind your back!"

After listening to Zhang Yuan's words, Zhang Weimin's face froze instantly.

What Zhang Jing gave to Zhang Yuan was a box of tea!

In just a few days, Zhang Yuan finished a box of tea?

Did he eat tea directly?

Or is this guy using such expensive tea leaves to make tea eggs?

But soon, Zhang Weimin's eyes turned cold.

He discovered that the young man in front of him was pretending to be confused!

Seeing Zhang Weimin's expression change, Zhang Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and said with a simple and honest expression.

"Village Chief, is there anything else? If nothing happens, I will continue walking!"

There was no trace of any other emotion on his face.

Zhang Weimin nodded coldly, his face no longer showing kindness and kindness, and left Zhang Yuan with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were also cold.

It wasn't until Zhang Weimin left that he sneered.

"My younger brother lost a bet on tea, and my eldest brother came forward to get it back! Interesting! It's really interesting!"

If it had been anyone else, he would have succumbed to the power of the village chief Zhang Weimin and handed over the bag of tea.

But Zhang Yuan is different!

Now that he carries the legacy of the little fairy, he has a promising future.

It would be too embarrassing for the little fairy to give in in front of a mere village chief!

In addition, another very important reason is that

Zhang Weimin, the village chief, did not convince Zhang Yuan very much!

Don't talk about anything else, just talk about the annual quota of poor households in the village.

When Zhang Yuan became a fool, his father Zhang Dashan was paralyzed in bed.

Not only did the family have no income, all their savings were used for medical treatment, and they even owed a lot of foreign debt.

Their family is so poor, but they can't even get a quota for poor households!

On the contrary, several families in the village who were rated as poor households all renovated their houses, and some even bought cars!

Zhang Weimin is the village chief, how can Zhang Yuan obey him?

After a while, Zhang Weimin came to the office of Zhang Jing Breeding Farm.

Seeing him coming, Zhang Jing's eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Brother, how's it going? Did that boy Zhang Yuan return the tea to you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Weimin snorted coldly, "No! That boy doesn't take me as the village chief seriously at all! Follow me and pretend to be confused!"

"What?" Zhang Jing looked surprised and angry, "This kid! He doesn't even give you the respect of your elder brother! Deal with him! You must deal with him!"

After losing to Zhang Yuan’s box of tea, Zhang Jing has been

If you can't eat well, you can't sleep well.

It wasn't until yesterday that he thought of a good way.

That is to ask his eldest brother Zhang Weimin, who is the village chief, to come forward and get the tea back.

When Zhang Yuan returns the tea and gives him another 100 yuan for the consultation fee, the matter will be over. .??.

But Zhang Jing didn't expect that Zhang Yuan wouldn't even give face to his eldest brother Zhang Weimin!

At this time, Zhang Weimin sneered and said

"Hmph! Don't worry! This kid dares to be disrespectful to me, the village chief, and I will take care of him!"

He glanced at Zhang Jing, "If I remember correctly, the ancestral grave of Zhang Yuan's family is in the field beside the highway, right?"

"Yes! Right there!" Zhang Dingding nodded.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed: "Brother, what do you mean..."

"The town plans to build a road through that farmland! The subsidy this time is very low. I originally planned to expropriate the land of Lao Zhengtou and his family! Hum, since Zhang Yuan is so ignorant of praise, let's replace it with Zhang Yuan's family's land !" Zhang Weimin sneered.

Lao Zhengtou was Zhang Weimin's biggest competitor when he ran for village chief, and he was also the person Zhang Weimin hated the most.

So whenever he had the chance, he would make things difficult for Lao Zheng.

But obviously, the person Zhang Weimin hates the most now is Zhang Yuan!

After hearing Zhang Weimin's words, Zhang Jing looked confused.

"Brother, do you want to make things so perfect? ​​That is their family's ancestral grave! Just for a box of tea... you can't do it, right?"

"Humph, what do you know?" Zhang Weimin glanced at Zhang Jing, "Second brother, I will teach you another lesson today!"

"There are only two options to deal with these rough guys in the village. Either, accept them as dogs! Or, just break their dog legs! Do you understand?"

Zhang Jing was sweating profusely.

Every time Zhang Weimin said this to him, he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Weimin has clearly regarded Xiawan Village as his personal

Property, the villagers of Xiawan Village have also become what he calls rough people.

When hanging out in Xiawan Village, one has to kneel down and be Zhang Weimin's dog, or one's legs will be broken by Zhang Weimin.

This is the management method of the village chief Zhang Weimin!

However, Zhang Yuan didn't know about the two brothers' conspiracy.

Zhang Yuan was disgusted by Zhang Weimin, an old man, and had no intention of wandering around. He wandered for a while and then walked back.

When passing by Li Qiuju's house, Li Qiuju was cleaning the door.

It's just that she seemed a little absent-minded, scanning one place repeatedly and scraping several layers of soil off the ground!

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law Qiu Ju, are you sweeping the floor or scraping the floor?"

Li Qiuju finally came back to her senses, and when she saw Zhang Yuan, her eyes were a little more panicked.

"No...it's okay!"

After saying that, she hurried back home, not caring about the door outside and only cleaning half of it.

Zhang Yuan was suddenly speechless.

I wonder what's going on with each of these?

Mother Wang Hui was not in good spirits in the morning, and now Li Qiuju was restless again.

He shook his head, thinking that it was too hot today and everyone was in a bad mood.

When feeding the chickens at noon, Zhang Yuan found that there was not much feed.

I don’t know if it’s because of taking Chinese medicine powder.

The appetite of these chicks increased greatly, and the feed in the bags dropped from the sky.

However, Zhang Yuan is not worried about the chickens eating too much.

On the contrary, he felt happy.

The more the chicks eat, the faster they grow!

While eating, Zhang Yuan told Wang Hui about this.

"Mom, I'm going to town to buy chicken feed in the afternoon. Do you have anything to buy? I'll bring it back for you!" Zhang Yuan said.

Wang Hui thought for a while and said, "We are almost out of oil. Come back with a bucket of salad oil! And bring toilet paper with you!"