Chapter 33 Wrongful Head Debt Owner

"Now the teacher calls the male apprentice a male apprentice, the female apprentice the mother, the male apprentice under the age of nine is called 'little father-in-law', the age of nine to eighteen is called the 'big father-in-law', and the person over the age of 18 is called 'husband'. I am 20 years old this year, so you should call my apprentice my apprentice. I think this question depends on you. You don't have to say that you know it, right?

Nie Pan's heart is laughing to death at this moment, but his face is serious, and he doesn't think about whether what he said is logical. Anyway, the little dragon girl lived in the ancient tomb and rarely came into contact with the world. It is estimated that she knows very little about the secular things of the Song Dynasty, let alone the story after 800 years. It's a secular name. If you don't fool her at this moment, when will you stay? So when she told a lie, she was talking nonsense, and she didn't care whether she was logical or not.

"Husband!"

After listening to Nie Pan's words, the little dragon girl generally spit out these two words: Is this question very retarded? Can't I guess this...

"Smart!"

Nie Pan forcibly endured the smile in his heart and solemnly stretched out his thumbs up to praise the little dragon girl. His heart almost happily split into eight petals, but on the surface, he had to endure it, so as not to expose the stuffing and be seen by the little dragon girl and cause a failure. However, he laughed like this, making Nie Pan's face look a little deformed. He shouted in his heart, "This is really a fucking technical job!"

"I give my master two choices, either you call me Pan'er, or you call me husband, but you can't call me Nie Pan... Otherwise, otherwise... Otherwise, I won't send you back." Nie Pan held his smile and threw out his killer mace.

The little dragon girl has been living in the ancient tomb since she was a child. There are few people she has come into contact with. She rarely talked about secular things with her master and mother-in-law. What's more, there was no "husband" in the Song Dynasty. The little dragon girl knew that the only name of her husband was "husband" and so on. Although at this moment, she felt that The name is a little strange, but Nie Pan no longer pestered himself to call him "Paner". He can finally breathe a sigh of relief. "Well, I'll call your husband in the future..."

Nie Pan was almost happy to death. Although he knew that this lie may not be able to deceive the little dragon girl for a long time, with her contact with the world, this lie will be exposed sooner or later, but he is too lazy to care about him and make himself happy day by day...

"Well, okay, that's it. You can just call my husband in the future..."

Nie Pan got up as he spoke. He was going to hide in the bathroom in the name of going to the toilet and laugh, otherwise he was afraid that he would be suffoed to death with abrupt smile.

"Your Song Dynasty is so strange. Why do you call students public? According to your statement, wouldn't the 20-year-old female apprentice be called 'old mother'?

The little dragon girl stroked her delicate and exquisite chin, as if talking to herself and asking Nie Pan, looking like an ignorant "Lori".

Nie Pan couldn't help but "sweat": Shit, I just know how to open my mouth. I didn't expect this logic. Fortunately, Long Meimei has been living in an ancient tomb since she was a child. Otherwise, if she were another traveler from the Song Dynasty, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to fool her. Now I can only smile and say, "I can't understand this, but It's all the rules set by the older generation of our ancestors, and we deserve to follow them.

The little dragon girl slapped her beautiful eyes a few times and asked innocently, "We call our mother an old mother in the Song Dynasty, and your world calls the female apprentice 'old mother'. How do you call your mother?"

"Mom! Mom!" Nie Pan was in a hurry to be wise, and finally passed the test.

"Oh, that's it!"

The little dragon girl nodded and suddenly realized that she remembered that Nie Pan had called her "mother" on the phone. It seemed that it was her mother's name. "Honey, anyway, I have broken the rule that the teacher is not allowed to accept male disciples. In the future, after you learn my martial arts, you will also accept more husbands and Mother! Carry forward the martial arts of our ancient tomb school!"

"Damn it!" Nie Pan was so embarrassed that he hurriedly ran away, "I'll go to the bathroom first!"

"Husband, wait, you haven't answered what I just asked you. Which sect are these people from outside? Did they come here to be a teacher? The little dragon girl looked alert.

Nie Pan shrugged his shoulders to the little dragon girl and explained, "Longer, the thing is like this. They have no sect, and they are not come to you. They are here to find the people next door. You have to stay firmly in the room before I come back, okay?"

Xiaolong girl is indifferent and has never quarreled with the world. Naturally, she will not care about Nie Pan in terms of her name. It is reasonable to say that Nie Pan worships her as her master. On the premise that the relationship between the two has not been further developed, Nie Pan should not call her "Dragon'er", but Xiaolong girl has rarely been educated in this field, which is completely I don't care, as long as Nie Pan doesn't call himself "auntie". Anyway, only Yang Guo can call herself "auntie" in her heart.

Nie Pan came out of the door and breathed a sigh of relief and was about to laugh three times. However, as soon as his mouth opened, he held back abruptly and found that the stick was almost on his chin. The lobby of the restaurant was already dark and crowded with about fifty or sixty people holding wooden sticks and pickaxes. The Hui people were everywhere in every corner of the house. The guests dining in the living room had already fled. The owner of the restaurant couldn't help handing cigarettes one by one to please and said, "The villagers have something to discuss, and there is something to discuss!" The waiters were so scared that they shivered at the back of the counter.

The old Hui, who wore a cyan shoulder and a white round hat, returned to the restaurant owner and said, "Boss Ma, don't worry, we will double the compensation for the damage, and one cup will not lose yours. Just hide aside." The restaurant owner was slightly relieved and had to shut up helplessly.

An old man in his fifties walked to the door of the private room next to Nie Pan and knocked on the door a few times at a constant speed and said, "Secretary Liu, I'm Zheng Jichang. Open the door and let's talk to the person in person of Tianxing Company. It doesn't matter to you, just open the door and go back to the town government office."

"Oh, it's Uncle Zheng. How did this provoke you? What do you want to do with this long stick?"

Liu Zhiguo, secretary of the town party committee, hid in the door and asked with a smile at this moment, but he was crying incessantly in his heart. Zheng Ji is often the leader of the Hui people in the whole Lingwu region. He is high in terms of generation and reputation. He ranks fourth among their brothers, so people who are familiar with him respectfully call him "the fourth uncle".

Zheng Ji often coughed outside and said, "Well... Secretary Liu, I don't lie in front of a real person. Look, the villagers in the town are making a lot of trouble for the land acquisition of Tianxing Company. I heard that Mr. Yang of Tianxing Company is coming today, just open the door and let me meet him. I How good is it for the old and young men representing Songzhu Town to negotiate with him face to face? You don't have to worry about this matter. You can do whatever you should do. As long as I have a deal with Mr. Yang, even if they start work this afternoon.

In the room, Liu Zhiguo nervously carried the door with his shoulders, for fear that the people outside would break in as soon as he relaxed a little. Behind him, Yang Guodong had a stern face and listened to their conversation. Secretary Gan grabbed Yang Guodong's skirt with a nervous expression. Diao Dapeng's expression was eager to try. He twisted his neck and pressed his fingers, as if he had not seen these hundreds of Hui people in his eyes at all. Fang Ping's face was calm. He smoked and slowly spit out one smoke ring after another.

"Fourth uncle, I'm having dinner with the leaders in the county. Is there anyone from the Star Company? Who did you hear that? Fourth uncle, the town police station is 500 meters away. It's not good for you to make trouble with people like this. I advise you to leave this matter alone. The government will definitely deal with it well. You have to believe in the party and the government.

Although Liu Zhiguo was a little afraid of Zheng Jichang, he could not lose the prestige of the town governor in any case. Therefore, he took out the police station to threaten the people outside and quickly sent a message to the director of the police station, "Come to Songzhu Restaurant quickly to relieve the siege!" In less than ten seconds, the other party came back with a message, "The gate is blocked, and no one can get out!"

Zheng Ji often coughed outside and said in an irrefutable tone, "Cough... Secretary Liu, you don't have to say some nonsense. Isn't there a car parked in Donggang outside? We didn't come to you today, and we can also figure it clearly. Today, sitting in the room is Mr. Yang, who has the full power of Tianxing Company, otherwise built a cinema. The reason why we came with utensils is that we are afraid of being beaten. Although there are few thiebers, they are cruel. The last time there was a conflict, Zhu Sanwang and Zhu Da Zhuang's leg has been broken. If it hadn't been for the fact that there are many old and young men in our Songzhu territory, it may be a big loss. So don't think we all have guys today. We are purely for self-defense. As long as they don't do it, we will never mess around. Don't worry about this, there are still pie. The door of the house has been led by the bravery of our family to gamble to death. No one can get out. Don't think about it..."

Liu Zhiguo scolded secretly in his heart: Yang Guodong is a fool who is fucking enough. You come to Songzhu Zhenhai and drive a car with a Donggang license plate. Aren't you looking for death? After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Yang Guodong and said, "What do you think we should do?" There's nothing I can do."

In fact, Liu Zhiguo didn't know that his meeting with Yang Guodong today was clearly known by his deputy, Luo Guangqian, the mayor of Songzhu Town and deputy secretary of the town committee. In the project of building a film and television city in Songzhu Town, this person has never participated in several wine and got a few cigarettes. He got any benefits, so he held a grudge. Today, he also released the wind of Yang Guodong and Liu Zhiguo's negotiation in Songzhu Tavern, and prompted Hui people to block the police station, and then deliberately sent several cars to create a traffic jam on the way from Lingwu to Songzhu Town, delaying the speed of the county police, just to see Liu Zhiguo make a fool of himself. .

After all, Yang Guodong is a person who has seen a big scene. Although he is a little nervous at this moment, he is not very afraid. Although there are many people on the other side, Yang Guodong is confident that with the combat effectiveness of Fang Ping and Diao Dapeng, 30 or 50 people in this 20-square-square-meter small room are in vain. He quietly told Secretary Gan, "Text our people and ask him to go directly to the County Public Security Bureau to find Commissar Lv, saying that we had an accident in Songzhu!"

After Yang Guodong ordered, he lit a cigarette, took two puffs and ordered, "Zhou Chuan opens the door and let the fourth uncle Zheng outside come in. Let's talk to him."