"Thank you boss for your kindness. Don't worry, I know it well." Zhong Jinwei comforted the tea shop owner, then turned to the couple and said, "What are your names? Why did they smash your things?"
The couple had already been taken care of by Wang Peng, and when they saw that the clan members who were smashing things were ordered to kneel down, the leader spoke to him kindly, and the man replied: "My name is Wu Moquan.
A native of Wujia Village. They were afraid that I could make a living by selling tea and could live independently of the clan, so they came over and smashed my tables and chairs to prevent me from setting up a stall."
"Fart, those tables and chairs are belongings to the clan, are those yours?" The young clan leader knelt there and turned to curse Wu Moquan.
Hearing this man's fierce interruption, Zhong Jinwei frowned. When Gu Baichuan saw it, he immediately pouted. A guard went up and kicked him on the back, in a doggy style.
"I didn't ask you anything, so just shut up!"
Under the force of these strangers, the young patriarch was immediately frightened after seeing such a scene, and did not dare to spit out the mud in his mouth.
When the tea shop owner saw this, he was even more worried for Zhong Jinwei and his party. This was because there was no room for change with the Wu family, and he was afraid that when the county captain came over, he would be arrested and thrown into the county jail.
Unless Zhong Jinwei's queen is more powerful than the county captain, but if that is the case, these people should be very powerful and would not come to their own tea shop to drink tea and be so polite.
Therefore, the tea shop owner can conclude from this that Zhong Jinwei and his party are just ordinary passers-by, or ordinary people with a few rich families.
Wu Moquan's son was very happy to see these bad guys being beaten. When he saw Zhong Jinwei looking at them, he rushed to explain without waiting for his father to speak: "Those tables and chairs were handed down from my grandfather.
Not from the clan."
Zhong Jinwei is not actually obsessed with this. Seeing these people smashing tables and chairs so arrogantly, he has already judged that in these people's hearts, these tables and chairs belong to Wu Moquan. Otherwise, if they are belongings of the clan, they would not be able to smash them directly.
Lose.
Now seeing that this kid had the courage to answer, I felt happy, so I nodded to him and said, "Kid, are you still in school now?"
"I'm in school, and I have to study hard. I want to get that scholarship to save money for my parents." The child said loudly when Zhong Jinwei asked him kindly.
When Wu Moquan saw that his son was so sensible, he immediately hugged him tightly. Then he grabbed his wife's hand with his other hand, and the family of three was closely united.
Everyone likes such a well-behaved child, and Zhong Jinwei is no exception. He smiled and said: "Okay, you are ambitious! Can you tell me about your schooling?"
The child looked up at his parents. Seeing that his parents had no objection, he looked back at Zhong Jinwei and said, "Okay."
After receiving the reply, Zhong Jinwei stretched out his hand and said, "Come and sit with your whole family. I'll treat you to some watermelon. It's cool and delicious, and it will relieve the heat."
Zheng Zhilong, who was sitting with Zhong Jinwei, saw the Duke turning to look at him, and immediately stood up and said to the boss: "Another watermelon."
Then he winked at the other two people sitting at the table, Gu Baichuan and Yu Changjian, and gave up their seats.
As soon as the child heard that there was watermelon to eat, his saliva flowed out. He took his parents' hands and started to come here.
Wu Moquan and his wife were still a little embarrassed, or perhaps a little scared, so they did not come over immediately.
Zhong Jinwei had no choice but to say again: "Don't worry, I have a lot of money, I can still afford this watermelon. Come over and eat together, just think of it as your son's reward for answering questions about kindergarten."
Wu Moquan instinctively looked at Wang Peng because he had received a hint from Wang Peng. When he saw Wang Peng smiling and nodding slightly, he felt relieved and walked over with his wife and children.
The child sat down first. Wu Moquan hesitated for a while before sitting down, while his wife stood behind him and did not dare to sit down.
"Sit down, men and women are equal here." Zhong Jinwei pointed to another empty seat and said.
At this time, the boss had already brought up the cut watermelon. The flesh was red and very attractive.
As soon as the child saw it, he said to his mother: "Mom, sit down. The child will tell this uncle more about studying later."
Seeing her son's serious look, the mother felt particularly satisfied. She knew that although her son wanted to eat watermelon very much, she still had to wait until she sat down before eating watermelon.
So he offered his blessings to Zhong Jin and sat down next to his son.
The tea shop owner smiled and said to Zhong Jinwei: "Sir, you have bought all the watermelons in the shop. This is the last one."
Zhong Jinwei nodded and said to the family: "You're welcome, eat them all. If you don't eat, they will be gone."
The child was the first to take a piece and ate it in big gulps. Wu Moquan glanced at his son, smiled gratefully at Zhong Jinwei, then looked at the tribesmen kneeling at the door of the tea shop, and finally grabbed a piece of watermelon pulp.
, and started eating loudly.
Zhong Jinwei couldn't help laughing silently when he saw that the child had almost chewed out a hole in the rind of the melon in his hand. He remembered that when he was a child, when he ate watermelon for the first time, he was like this child, chewing the watermelon into thin layers.
A layer of skin, and even food and clothing.
Wu Moquan and his wife stopped eating after eating a piece, but looked at his son with loving eyes, still eating wildly.
After a while, the child's stomach was full and he couldn't eat anymore, so he wiped his mouth and said to Zhong Jinwei: "Uncle, if you want to know something, just ask!"
Zhong Jinwei looked at the child with a smile and asked, "Who were your classmates in kindergarten?"
"Many, but then some of them stopped coming. They all went back to their clan to study."
Zhong Jinwei contacted what the tea shop owner said before and realized that those people must have been unable to withstand the pressure and eventually dropped out of kindergarten.
"Are all your classmates' families rich?" Zhong Jinwei asked the second question.
The child scratched his head and didn't know how to answer, so he had to ask: "Uncle, what does it mean to be rich?"
When Wu Moquan heard this, he replied on behalf of his son: "The people who go to kindergarten are usually ordinary people and poor families. Those rich people don't bother to go to school with children from our family background. Moreover, they think that there is no future in kindergarten and they have to go to kindergarten."
Reading should still be the same as before."
Zhong Jinwei smiled, disdainful, just waiting for these children who grew up in kindergarten to regret it when they return to their hometowns in glory!
He nodded to Wu Moquan and continued to ask his son: "What do you think of the kindergarten class? Do you like it? Is it easy?"
"I like it all, but it's too difficult. But don't worry, uncle, I will definitely study hard." The child said seriously.
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he remembered that when the kindergarten curriculum was released, it seemed that he had discussed it with Xu Guangqi and the others, but he had not really investigated the actual situation.
Now that he had such a good subject for investigation, Zhong Jinwei immediately asked: "What do you think is the difficulty?"