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"Zhang Dechun, you are coming again. I tell you, if you write a word on the elementary school building, I will go directly to your house to pour the feces!" Ma said that Zhang Dechun immediately ran over.
"This time, I can't write a word, it was written by the students in your school." Zhang Dechun looked at Zhang Hua, who was writing on his ass, with a smile on his face.
"Which ghost dare to slap on the wall of the teaching building!" When Ma’s principal saw Zhang Huahua’s back, it seemed as if he had been stunned by his neck. Looking at Zhang Dechun with resentment, "Zhang Dechun, really have you, even took the flowers as a gun. I dare not take the flowers, I can't tell you to spend it with him?"
Zhang Dechun said quickly, "Mr. Ma, you don't have to talk about it. I didn't take the gun to make it."
"You still haven't? You know that I don't allow you to write a slogan here. You know that I didn't mean to target you. You said how many slogans you wrote on the wall around this elementary school. How many times have you written correctly? This time, you encouraged the people to plant fruit trees. If the fruit trees are planted, not only will they not help the people out of poverty, but they will waste the strength of the people. By then, the people will become more and more unbelieving what you said. You have not only had no advantage at all. Instead, you have to swear by the people. You write the words on the wall, and you won’t fall for decades. When you want to live for a lifetime, your family is still a teacher at school.” After all, Ma’s principal is culture. People can always hold the door of Zhang Zhishu.
Zhang Dechun was somewhat regretted by the headmaster of the horse. "Ma, the principal, I told you that we can't do anything about this kind of thing. The task that we pressed down, we don't finish it, we can't get any benefits at that time. Take this village. This road. It is impossible to repair the villagers in our village without paying the money from above. If we are behind in work, why do we want to ask for money from above?"
President Ma naturally knows that Zhang Dechun said that it is not unreasonable. "I can't control the things in your village. You shouldn't write slogans here at school. This will affect the children. You also let the flowers go to do this. Kind of things!"
Zhang Dechun regretted some things. "I don't think about it. I don't want to investigate this matter. I have to write these words well. Your school is well educated."
"Don't think that you said a good word, this is the case. You dare to go to our school to write a slogan later, see if I can tear you up. I can't manage you, you can get it from your house. I though There is no right, but if you want to make your family unable to turn around, you can still get it." Ma’s principal threatened.
Zhang Dechun is in a hurry. "If you are surnamed Ma, if you dare to break my embarrassment, I will fight with you!"
"Oh, Zhang Zhishu, you are finally in a hurry. Some things do or not, mainly to see performance." Ma headmaster pulled back a game, smiled and turned away. Left a face of annoyed Zhang Dechun.
"Dechun grandfather, the words are written. Nothing. I am in the classroom." Zhang Huanhua did not pay much attention to the dialogue between Zhang Dechun and Ma Lisong, went to Zhang Dechun, put the lime slurry down, and handed the pen to Zhang Dechun. in."Hey." Zhang Dechun mechanically took over the items that Zhang Huahua handed him.
In the evening, Meizitang was called the old house of Huajia.
"What? You have to contract the horticultural field?" Zhang Manyin smoked a cigarette in the middle of the middle, was so shocked by Zhang Shuhua, immediately coughed and coughed several times.
"I have raised so many dogs. I will grow up in the future. I can't fit them at home. If I contract the horticultural field, the fruit trees in the mountains will be mine. The big horticultural field is a few hundred acres. If you plant some crops, you can earn a lot of money." Zhang Shuhua said excitedly.
"You are a fart boy, do you think so much? You can go to school well. I can't agree with you." Zhang Manyin shook his head.
"Call flowers, this time you have to listen to your grandfather. The horticultural field is a hot potato. It is said that the contracting of the horticultural field has long since expired, but those contractors still stand in the public land.
It is clear that it is not ready to return to the village. Why are you going to drown? "Ma Donghua also quickly understood the key.
"Grandpa, grandmother, I have already asked Grandpa Dechun in these cases. Others have to worry about this, I don't have to worry about it. If the land is contracted, do you still worry about others refused to withdraw?" Zhang called flowers and laughed.
"Oh. This is true. Nadechun said how much is the horticultural field rented to you for one year?" Zhang Manyin was somewhat tempted. Horticultural field, a hundred acres of land. The village used to contract some land. Every year, it is just a kind of bean, which is very eye-catching. If you plant a few hundred acres of beans, how many beans are you producing?
"He didn't say, he said that he could give me a very low price, and he also used the back mountain as a head." Zhang called flowers and shook his head.
"This thing has to be made clear. You go to call Dechun Grandpa to come home for dinner. Waiting for your grandmother to fry bacon, your house's rice wine gets a pot. I will talk to your Dechun grandfather about the gardening field. UU reading www.uukanshu.com If you want to contract in this gardening field, grandparents will support you. But the price, Grandpa will talk for you." Zhang Manyin is also very energetic.
If someone else is going to call Zhang Dechun to have dinner, Zhang Dechun may not go, Zhang Huanhua is out, Zhang Dechun immediately followed the Zhang Huanhua.
"Full silver brother, do you still ask this question? We are a brother of a family, and the flower also calls me a grandfather. Can I let the flower suffer from this?" Zhang Dechun does not let Zhang Shuhua suffer, but not because Zhang Zhanghua Call him a grandfather, but because he still wants to use the relationship of Zhang Huahua to find the way to help him turn positive.
"If you say so, you should also mean something, or you will be embarrassed at the village committee." Zhang Manyin said with a smile.
"It’s difficult for the embarrassment. Who dares to say no words? I am going to retire. Besides, it’s called the flower contracting horticultural field, who will say anything. Full of silver brother, you can rest assured. Symbolic to point contracting I have to write as long as possible. I can write for 30 or 50 years. This is a contract, otherwise I will wait for me to retreat. What other people have to do with moths." Zhang Dechun is completely standing this time. Zhang called the flower here, thinking about Zhang.According to Zhang Dechun, the horticultural field plus the original brigade pig farm, and the barren hills, a hundred dollars a year means it. Zhang Manyin took the initiative to add 150 yuan. It's almost a pig's money.
Zhang Dechun was very active. On the second day, he told the original contractors from house to house. From this year, they were not allowed to plant crops in the fields. The things that were originally stored in the pig farms should be removed immediately and the places should be freed. Although the original contractors had complaints, no one dared to look for Zhang Huahua to complain. (To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-09-2506::09
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