Chapter 165: The common people

When she returned to Kaosan Tun again, Sakurada Masashi was a little helpless and a little annoyed. She finally understood why the fat man looked confident. Maybe he had expected this result long ago.

County Magistrate Zhao, who was in charge of accompanying him, felt even more angry. He went around and returned to the starting point. Moreover, his identity completely became a supporting role. How could he not be angry?

According to his supervisor in the city, when he went to the military region to solve the problem, Commander Wu of the military region threw his pistol on the table and cursed: "Damn it, I see who dares to touch my troops!"

As a result, the people who went there came back in shame and didn't even get a meal. It was so depressing.

The car came to Kaoshantun, which was very different from the past. Every child gathered around to watch the fun, and no one came up to say hello, and it was deserted. Kazuo Tanaka suddenly felt a hint of helplessness: Even if he was rushing up with a guillotine, there would be one.

County Magistrate Zhao was a little embarrassed and caught a cowherd: "Where is your village chief?"

"The village chief and the fat uncle went to the provincial capital." The kid swung the whip and drove the old cow away slowly.

The owner of the car exposed his head from the gate and was about to go to the yard to harvest the wheat fish roe. When he saw something happening here, he crawled home and cat.

All of this was just because the fat man explained before leaving: "If County Magistrate Zhao leads Japanese guests again, no one will pay attention to it. They will stink for a while before talking about it.

County Magistrate Zhao called the village representative Huang Xiaohuo, who was the representative of the village, to his side. Ma Zhanshan suddenly showed his cunning side and even flashed, so Huang Xiaohuo was caught and pushed the jar.

"You lead us to find a family first, at least you have to ask the foreign guests to drink water."

"I know Fatty's family, but he is not here." Young man Huang also showed off a bitter face. In fact, he is familiar with Kaoshantun and has come to let a movie. He has a good popularity. If the fat man had not had an explanation, someone would have pulled him home.

"Go to Mr. Huang's house, we are friends after all." Sakurada Masashimi said lightly, his heart also filled with a faint bitterness: I hope he can still regard us as friends.

When he arrived at Fatty's house, he locked the door and Young Man Huang knew that the captain's house was next to him, so he bit the bullet and knocked on the door. Aunt Li also bit the bullet and opened the door, after all, he couldn't leave people out.

After entering the house, I poured two cups of boiled water, and Aunt Li went to Houyuan to work. Only Erya fiddled with Galaha on the kang. Occasionally, she raised her dirty little face and asked very sincerely: "Are you playing?"

It was finally over 4 o'clock in the afternoon. When the young man Huang heard the noise outside, he went out to check it out. It turned out that he was Da Braided and led Qiqi and the others back.

Sakurada Masashi hurriedly walked out of the house. Fortunately, the big braid was still kind to her, and Qiqi also flashed her big eyes and rushed over with her small arms: "Auntie, I knew you would be back." Sakurada Masashi felt that bad.

When she entered the house, Masashi Sakurada finally felt a little quiet and a little homey. At dinner time, the meal was very simple, with corn porridge, steamed a plate of eggplant on it, and served it with masala soy sauce. The only salted goose egg was knocked in front of Masashi Sakurada, but she dug out the egg yolks and distributed them to Qiqi and Wu Qiong.

Facing the simple meal, County Magistrate Zhao felt difficult to swallow, but Sakurada Masashita drank very fragrantly. Perhaps, she ate a lot of affection.

In the next few days, County Magistrate Zhao was quite distressed. He was not allowed to leave or stay. He couldn't eat well and sleep well. Finally, he knew what he was suffering.

But Masashi Sakurada enjoys this peaceful mountain village life. She goes up the mountain with Qiqi and others all day long to pick mushrooms, pick wild fruits, or play with otters by the river, as if she has completely forgotten the mission of coming here.

Unintentionally, County Magistrate Zhao also sneaked to the riverside. When he saw the otters in the river, he was really excited and asked the young man Huang to ask someone to catch those otters for me. I will use it."

He had always wanted to give some gifts to the city leader who cared about him, but there were no equivalent items. It would be most appropriate to use otter skin as a hat.

Young man Huang looked at the otter playing in the water with Qiqi, scratched his head and said, "This seems to be the little girl's companion, right? I guess she can't let her go."

"The otter is wild, not raised by her family, so why should I be afraid of it?" County Mayor Zhao shouted loudly.

Young man Huang was very smooth in his work, and his eyes turned and said, "Then I'll call someone in the village."

After a while, the young man Huang led Wang Sanpao and the boss of the Che ran back. When County Magistrate Zhao saw Wang Sanpao carrying a hunting rifle, he couldn't help but frown: "How can you shoot with a gun? I want an otter skin."

"Whoever dares to touch the otter, I will fight with him! I have been fighting for the whole life, and I don't care about hitting one more." Wang Sanpao roared angrily, with a hunting rifle in his hand, majestic and murderous intent, it was like killing someone.

A group of young and old men ran away, shouting: "The otter is from our company. If anyone wants to catch it, we will throw him into the river first." It is similar to a group of small bandits.

"What are you doing - what are you trying to do?" County Magistrate Zhao's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling. I don't know if he was angry or scared.

Only the boss of Che was relatively civilized and came to County Magistrate Zhao: "Prince, please calm down. Let me tell you, don't look like a person in this group of mountain people. If you get angry, you will be similar to a livestock. You are rich and precious. Don't really throw you into the river to feed the turtle."

County Magistrate Zhao almost fainted and led the two translators back, muttering: "If I don't get the otter, I won't be the county magistrate."

However, his voice was soon drowned in the wild boy's coaxing sound. In their eyes, the county magistrate was not as good as the captain.

"The mind is not right." Wang Sanpao put down his gun: "This passerby cannot spoil him!"

When Mr. Huang saw Zhao Wanshan walking away, he said to the boss of the car and others: "Don't go too far. After all, he is the county magistrate, so he will take care of us."

"We are farming honestly and have a lot of grains for the mission, so I don't believe that he can do anything to us." Wang Sanpao was still angry.

"Then you have to be the captain. Fatty and the others think about it. After all, you will have to do things under other people's hands in the future, and you can't stand it even if you always wear small shoes." Young man Huang advised him kindly.

"As long as he is, he is probably a rabbit's tail. Some people cannot be spoiled, the more they are, the bigger the temper." Boss Che also agreed with Wang Sanpao's suggestion. No matter how powerful he is, he can still do anything to ordinary people. The world of persecution has never returned.

County Magistrate Zhao returned to the village angrily and wanted to call the police to arrest people immediately. However, after all, he has been in the officialdom for more than ten years and knows that officials must not force the people to rebel. Moreover, with foreign guests present, if there is an international influence, the black hat on his head may never be able to wear it again, and even wearing an otter hat is meaningless.

After thinking about it, he decided to hold back his breath first. The future is long and if he wants to cure these common people, he will have a chance in the future.

It was not until the fifth day that another jeep finally drove into Kaoshantun. County Magistrate Zhao thought that some leader had come again, but as soon as he walked to the front of the car, he saw a fat man with red face getting out of the car.

"Oh, County Magistrate Zhao, that gust of wind blows you again." The fat man stretched out his hand enthusiastically, and the smile on his face looked so generous and kind.

"Comrade Huang Liang, you are so arrogant. You asked the foreign guests to wait for you for four or five days." County Magistrate Zhao shook hands with the fat man symbolically.

"It's been so long. Oh my, I'm really sorry. I went to the provincial capital to negotiate a business for a few days - what, uncle boss, uncle Sanpao, neither the captain and I were at home. Have you neglected the county magistrate?"

Zhao Wanshan was so angry: He didn't neglect at all, he almost pointed a shotgun at my forehead.

At this time, the jeep driver got out of the car and took off his gloves while saying, "Brother Huang, the scenery here is really good."

The fat man nodded: "Brother Ye, I will introduce you to you. This is County Mayor Zhao from our county. He is very concerned about the suffering of farmers and has been lying here for several days."

Ye Haibo stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with County Magistrate Zhao. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wanshan felt angry and thought he was just a driver, so he simply turned around: "Comrade Huang Liang, the Japanese guests are waiting urgently, hurry up and go to the reception."

"Don't worry, I found another partner. I'll talk about whether I can cooperate with the Japanese." The fat man was happy: The county magistrate offended Brother Ye, and there was probably no good result.

Zhao Wanshan was stunned and then his face was gloomy: "No cooperation? How can it be done? How can the God of Wealth who was finally invited be let go for nothing? It will also be a loss to the county's foreign trade economy."

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "This seems to have nothing to do with our Kuoshantun. Brother Ye, come to my house first." After that, he took Ye Haibo's hand and left, leaving the county magistrate aside.

"Huang Liang, you are too unorganized and undisciplined!" County Magistrate Zhao finally became angry and embarrassed. His little white face turned into a pig's liver.

"I am a farmer, I have no organization and no discipline." The fat man said without looking back, walked straight home, and the onlookers scattered.

"Uncle Boss, how about picking grass seeds these days?" asked the fat man. The action of collecting mountain fruits has come to an end. These days, they mainly go up the mountain to pick grass seeds. Women are still the main force, each wearing apron and carrying baskets. How many sacks can they pick a day.

"It's not bad. They are all hanging in the yard. Just put them away after they are dried." The boss of Che whispered and told the conflict with County Mayor Zhao again. The fat man was so happy: "Uncle Sanpao is really fierce."

Ye Haibo listened quietly, with no expression on his face. Sometimes he looked at the thatched houses around him, sometimes he looked at the green mountains in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

When I got home, I saw that there was no one at home. The fat man was busy making tea. Ye Haibo was strolling around the house with great interest, especially interested in Xiaobai lying on the curtain pole, which caused Xiaobai to say a few low warnings.

"Brother Ye, the rural conditions are difficult, are you used to it?" The fat man handed over a cup of tea.

Ye Haibo saw that there were small long-shaped dried flowers floating on the teacup, soaked in water, blooming red and fresh. He took a sip slowly, and the taste was slightly bitter, and then the mouth was full of fragrance, and his spirit was invigorated.

"It's bitter first and then sweet, so that you can have a aftertaste." Ye Haibo said a pun, not knowing whether he was talking about tea or something else.

The fat man also took a sip of tea. This was a medicinal tea specially made by Lao Yaozi. After drinking it, he felt refreshed. The red little flower was the flowers of the Alpine Rhodiola.

County Magistrate Zhao broke into the door angrily and pointed at Ye Haibo: "Who are you? What's your intention to destroy our cooperation with Japanese businessmen?"

"I am just an ordinary commoner. It's better not to put on my hats randomly." Ye Haibo sat there without moving, and continued to sip tea in small sips. From beginning to end, he didn't even have to look at the other person directly.

County Magistrate Zhao sneered a few times in anger, and said to himself: I don’t understand, why are the people now so powerful, and no one takes me, the county magistrate, seriously.
Chapter completed!