Ma Laizi raised his eyebrows, put down his wine glass, and asked, "Do you want your son to be a teacher?"
"Ah, Brother Ma is now the leading carver in Yizhi Village. Isn't it just a matter of words to arrange for my nephew to take a class?" Meng Changming said.
Ma Laizi narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the fire in his heart, and said, "It's okay to be a teacher."
"Really? Then I really thank you, second brother! I just said, if you have anything to do, come to second brother, it's safe!" Meng Changming was overjoyed and was about to pour wine for Ma Laizi, but he was stopped by Ma Laizi.
Ma Laizi continued: "If you want to be a teacher, you can. However, it depends on your son's talent. Let's make a disciple from me first. If you can't even pass my test, then you can be an apprentice for the rest of your life.
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"Ah?" After hearing this, Meng Changming's smile suddenly froze on his face. He knew best what his son's virtues were, and he couldn't bear hardships or offences. He said he came to learn sculpture this time, but he knew very well.
Most likely, he won't learn anything. He didn't really send Meng Dezi here to learn this craft. Instead, he rushed to school from the beginning! If Ma Laizi's requirements were followed, it is estimated that his son would really have to be an apprentice for the rest of his life.
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When Ma Jiangping heard this, she quit and frowned: "Second brother, you... are you talking too much? Who is Dezi? He is your nephew, you can't ignore it, right?"
Ma Laizi glanced at Ma Jiangping and said: "It is precisely because he is my nephew that I control him more strictly. Otherwise, you can't even get in!"
Ma Jiangping and Meng Changming suddenly froze on the spot, how could they continue to say this?
Ma Jiangping took a deep breath, tried her best to squeeze out a smile and said: "Second brother, if you don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, we have been relatives for many years. The child is so old, he can't have nothing to do, right? Just help me.
, just put the child in, isn’t that the end?”
Ma Laizi made a sound and said angrily: "Do you know what this school teaches?"
"Teaching sculpture? Otherwise?" Ma Jiangping replied.
Bang!
Ma Laizi slapped the table and stood up! At this surprise, Meng Dezi's hand shook and his chopsticks fell on the table with a clatter.
Seeing this, Ma Laizi looked down on Meng Dezi even more, and said angrily: "You also know that he teaches carving, but you don't know what your son's conduct is? He can't read a basket with big characters, can't even hold a chopstick, and why?
Want to become a teacher directly? I really want to send him to become a teacher
, I, Ma Laizi, have lost face. It’s nothing. I have lost face in the village. What should I explain to my father and fellow villagers? Again, I can either stay as an apprentice and go up the mountain to cut a hundred cold bamboos every day. I can’t finish it.
You are not allowed to eat during the mission! Do it as much as you like, or you will be kicked out if you don’t do it!”
Listening to this, Meng Dezi subconsciously shouted: "How could a human do this?"
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Ma Laizi almost slapped his face with the rice bowl! But he finally endured it, sat there, said nothing, and ate in silence.
This meal was extremely boring.
After dinner, Ma Jiangping went to wash the dishes, and the room became even more stuffy.
Until the afternoon, Ma Jiangping didn't know what she was talking about with Meng Changming and the others. Then she suddenly changed her face, came over with a smile, and started chatting with Ma Laizi about their daily life. They talked about their childhood and their parents. About Meng Dezi's life
He never mentioned anything about the teacher.
Ma Laizi thought Ma Jiangping realized the bottom line and breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, they are relatives and childhood playmates, so as we chatted, our mood improved a lot.
In the evening, Ma Jiangping also drank some wine, and she burst into tears on the wine table... While crying, she said: "Second brother, why do you think my life is so miserable?"
Ma Laizi was also a little overwhelmed and could only comfort him.
Ma Jiangping opened up a chatterbox and told all her misfortunes, such as her husband's incompetence, her son's stupidity, the family's life was difficult and they were about to die, etc... She also said that she was physically ill and didn't know what she could do.
How many years have I lived? Now, I don’t have enough money to see a doctor. I can’t even do anything to send my children to study, etc...
Ma Laizi fainted after being told by Ma Jiangping. Thinking of his miserable days, he felt like he was connected to the same fate.
It wasn't until the next day that Ma Jiangping left Ma Laizi's house with 20,000 yuan. As he walked, Meng Changming complained: "Jiang Ping, your second brother is not good at all. He has been praised by others and is in Yizhi Village."
He is so awesome, what a master sculptor he is... He can't even arrange a job for our children, he's a bullshit master."
Daughter-in-law Peng Xueyu also said: "If you ask me, he doesn't help even if he has the ability. What kind of relative is he?"
Ma Jiangping said: "Hey, this guy forgets his roots when he gets a little capable. I have to talk to other people when I get back. This guy is really hard to get along with."
"Mom, when are you going to pay back the money?" Meng Dezi asked Ma Jiangping.
Ma Jiangping glared at him and said: "What else is there? Now that he has the ability and money, what's wrong with taking care of our relatives? The national leader also said that getting rich first leads to getting rich later, and he, Ma Laizi, can be an exception.
?What’s more, we are still relatives!”
Meng Changming nodded and said, "That's right, I'm pretty good now. Yizhi Village is a well-known rich village in eight villages in ten miles. He also has skills. Will he still be short of money in the future? He's not short of our little money."
"That is, can feelings be measured by money?" Peng Xueyu also asked.
Several people chatted about this and left Yizhi Village...
And Ma Laizi was sitting at home, thinking about it again and again, feeling uncomfortable. She always felt that this matter was not that simple. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that Ma Jiangping seemed drunk, but all her words
They all revolve around one theme, that is, she is short of money now, and has no money, and her life cannot go on anymore. It is miserable, you can figure it out...
Ma Laizi thought of this and shouted: "Oh! I've been fooled!"
At this time, Ma Laizi understood clearly that Ma Jiangping's family was here to reap benefits! What about going to school to learn a craft or going to school to be a teacher? They are all earned by the way. If you can get it, you can get it. If you can't get it, you can borrow it.
Money! Otherwise, how could these relatives who have not been in contact with each other for eight hundred years suddenly appear?
Thinking of this, Ma Laizi felt a little cold, but he still looked in the mirror and comforted himself: "Forget it, we are all relatives. Maybe they are really suffering? Maybe they are not as bad as I thought?"
Thinking of this, Ma Laizi felt a lot more at ease.
But when Ma Laizi thought about his savings, his heart ached again. Although life in Yizhi Village was getting better and better, Ma Laizi also accepted many disciples. But after all, Yizhi Village had just risen, and so had Ma Laizi's disciples.
It's free, just mix it with two bottles of good wine at most. So Ma Laizi doesn't have much savings. The 20,000 yuan is almost half of his wealth!