"Zhang Dechun, you are here again. Let me tell you, if you write a word on the teaching building of our primary school, I will go directly to your main hall to pour feces!" Principal Ma immediately ran over as soon as he saw Zhang Dechun.

"This time, I didn't write a single word, it was written by students from your school." Zhang Dechun looked at Zhang Yaohua, who was writing with his butt sticking out, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Which ghost dares to write or draw on the walls of the teaching building!" Principal Ma saw Zhang beggar's back, as if he was being snatched by a ghost. He looked at Zhang Dechun angrily, "Zhang Dechun, you really have you, you actually use beggars as a gun. I dare not use beggars, how about I use beggars? Can't I tell beggars to use him?"

Zhang Dechun hurriedly said, "Principal Ma, don't talk nonsense. I didn't use beggars as a gun."

"You haven't? You know that I don't allow your baby to write slogans here. You know that I'm not aiming at you on purpose. You said that you have written slogans on the walls around this elementary school. How many times have you written them correctly? This time you encourage the people to plant fruit trees. If this fruit tree is planted, it will not only not help the people get rid of poverty in the future, but will waste the people's efforts? At that time, the people will become less and less convinced of what you say. Not only will you not have any benefits at all, but you will be scolded by the people. If you write the words on the wall, it will not fall off for decades. At that time, you will be scolded for the rest of your life. Your Shunlin is still a teacher in school." Principal Ma is a cultural person after all, and he can always hold the life of Secretary Zhang.

Zhang Dechun was a little regretful when Principal Ma said, "Principal Ma, I tell you that we can't do anything like this. If we don't complete the tasks that are pressed by the superiors, we will not be able to get any benefits. Just take this road in the village. If we don't approve money from above, it will be impossible to repair well by relying on the villagers in our village. If we fall behind in work, why do you think we should ask for money from above?"

Principal Ma naturally knew that what Zhang Dechun said was not unreasonable, "I can't control this matter in your village. You shouldn't write slogans at school anymore. Doing this will affect the children. You still ask beggars to do such things!"

Zhang Dechun regretted it a little, "I didn't think about it thoroughly. But don't pursue this matter. The words beggar are well written. You have a good school education."

"Don't think that you said good things, but let it go. If you dare to write slogans at our school in the future, and see if I tear you back. Even if I can't control you, I can take care of your baby. Although I don't have any rights, I can still do it if I want your baby to be transferred." Principal Ma threatened.

Zhang Dechun was anxious now, "My surname is Ma, if you dare to ruin my baby, I will fight you to the death!"

"Oh, Secretary Zhang, you are finally anxious. Whether you do some things or not depends on your performance." Principal Ma scored a game and turned around and left with a smile. Zhang Dechun was left with a look of annoyance.

"Grandpa Dechun, the handwriting is done. It's nothing. I'm going to the classroom." Zhang Yaohua didn't pay much attention to the conversation between Zhang Dechun and Ma Lisong, walked to Zhang Dechun, put down the lime mortar, and handed the pen to Zhang Dechun.

"Oh." Zhang Dechun mechanically took the item handed to him by Zhang Yaohua.

At night, Zhang Qiaohua's old house in Meizitang.

"What? Do you want to contract a gardening farm?" Zhang Manyin sucked a cigarette in the middle, and was shocked by Zhang Yaohua, and immediately choked and coughed several times.

"I have raised so many dogs. When I grow up, my family won't be able to hold it. If I contracted the gardening farm, the fruit trees all over the mountains will be mine in the future. Such a large gardening farm is a few hundred acres of land. If I plant some crops, I will definitely make a lot of money." Zhang Jiaohua said excitedly.

"You are a shit boy, why are you thinking about so much? Just go to school well. I can't agree with you." Zhang Manyin shook his head quickly.

"Beggar, this time you have to listen to your grandfather's. The garden farm is a hot potato. In theory, the contract for the garden farm has expired long ago, but the contractors are still standing at the public land. It is obvious that they are not going to return it to the village. Why do you have to go to muddy water?" Ma Donghua quickly understood the key.

"Grandpa, I have asked Grandpa Dechun about these situations. If others are worried about this, I don't have to worry about it. If this land is contracted, do you still have to worry about others not refusing to withdraw the land?" Zhang Yaohua said with a smile.

"Uh. That's right. Did Dechun talk about how much does a garden farm cost to rent it to you in a year?" Zhang Manyin was a little moved. The garden farm is one hundred acres. The village used to contract some land, and every year it only planted beans, which would make people jealous. If you plant beans with hundreds of acres of land, how many beans would have to be produced?

"He didn't say that he could give me a very low price, and he also treated the back mountain as a bonus." Zhang Yaohua shook his head.

"This matter must be made clear. Go and call Grandpa Dechun to come to your house for dinner. Let your grandma stir-fry some bacon and make a pot of rice wine from your house. I'll talk to your grandma about the gardening farm. If you want to contract this gardening farm, grandpa will support you. But the price, grandpa will negotiate for you." Zhang Manyin is still very motivated.

If someone else calls Zhang Dechun for an evening meal, Zhang Dechun may not be able to go. As soon as Zhang Yaohua came out of the battle, Zhang Dechun immediately followed Zhang Yaohua happily.

"Brother Man Yin, do you still have to ask about this? Our brothers, beggar, call me grandpa, can I make beggar suffer this? " Zhang Dechun does not make Zhang beggar suffer a loss, but it is not because Zhang beggar calls him grandpa, but because he also wants to use Zhang beggar's relationship to find a way to help his baby become a regular.

"That's right, it's more important, otherwise you'll be embarrassed in the village committee." Zhang Manyin said with a smile.

"If you are embarrassed, you are embarrassed. Who dares to say no? I am going to retire. Besides, it is a beggar contracting garden. Who will say anything? Brother Man Yin, don't worry. Give me some contract fee symbolically. I will write the age as long as possible. Thirty or fifty years. This time I have to write a contract, otherwise, when I retire, what trouble will others make." Zhang Dechun was completely standing on Zhang Beghua's side, thinking about Zhang Beghua.

According to Zhang Dechun's meaning, the gardening farm, the original brigade pig farm, and the barren mountain, can be just one hundred yuan a year. Zhang Manyin took the initiative to add 150 yuan. It's almost the money for a pig.
Chapter completed!