80s Taoism

Zhang Manyin is in a very bad mood these days. In the beginning, the people in Meizitang thought Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua were good. It made the old couple happy for a long time. But I didn't expect the limelight to take a turn for the worse, and now the villagers are complaining about Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua. Both Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua deliberately talked nonsense and slandered Xianchang in order to get their grandson to sell more amulets. Especially after Tang Guanying brought her old father to ask about the immortals of Menshan, Meizitang's resentment towards Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua became even more serious.

Zhang Manyin ran into Zhang Genxin on the road, and went up to say hello, asking about Zhang Genxin's situation. Because Zhang Genxin was always sick in bed before, seeing him out of the house, he must have recovered from a serious illness.

"Geunxin, how is your health?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Genxin didn't give him a good face, and looked at Zhang Manyin in disgust, "Man Yin, I used to think you were a good person. But I didn't expect you to sell a few more amulets in order to make a bet, and you would be ignorant of your conscience. Village people. Almost delayed my illness. Fortunately, I finally went to Menshan and asked Xianchang for a bowl of fairy water. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed this time. Man Yin, I have to be conscientious. "

"Brother Genxin, why are you still asking the immortal to Menshan? Didn't I tell you that the immortal can inhale yang?" Zhang Manyin asked with some worry.

"Inhale Yang Qi, that's nonsense by your family. If Xian Chang inhales my Yang Qi, can I still inhale my illness? If I inhale Yang Qi, I can still get out of bed? Forget it, I'm too lazy. I told you, you go back and talk to the beggar, this amulet must be returned to me. Otherwise, this relative won't have to do it!" Zhang Genxin dropped the words and walked away.

After receiving the anger, Zhang Manyin returned home, sighing, his unhappiness was completely written on his face.

"What makes you sigh like this?" Ma Donghua saw that the old man was wrong today.

"Why else? It's not a flower." Zhang Manyin explained the situation.

Ma Donghua was taken aback, "No. Cuiying and the others kept having nightmares when they came back from asking the immortals? Did they get better by wearing the amulet called the flower? The same is true for Qiaohong. At that time, they were one of them. All of them are grateful for the bidders, why turn their heads and complain about the bidders?"

"Who knows what kind of ghost? Genxin said that the fairy had cured his disease. To say that he should return the amulet to the beggar." Zhang Manyin sighed again.

"Retreat, retreat, I will call the call back, someone wants to return the amulet, let the call back all the call back. No matter what in the future, don't take care of other people's nostalgia. Just say you don't let the call back in the future. Huan takes care of these nostalgic matters. Some nostalgic matters should not be taken care of. Later, call Hua Hua to come back, don’t blame Hua Hua. The beg Hua is our grandson. We don’t know who he is? Can we still do it for a little money in the village? The folks here?" Ma Donghua sees it more thoroughly than Zhang Manyin.

Zhang Manyin nodded, "I knew that this was the case. I shouldn't let the caller take care of these nostalgic matters. These people really hate to say that you are good when they ask you. When they don't want you, they say that you are nothing."

Ma Donghua immediately went to the gardening field and told Zhang Biaohua about the situation. Zhang Biaohua was calm.

"Yes, grandma, go back and call the people in the village. If they want to return the amulet to me, they will return it as soon as possible. I will return the red envelopes they sealed to them intact. Fortunately, I have all their red envelopes. If you haven't moved, you will know that the matter is gone, and there will be endless things." Zhang Biaohua didn't get angry at all.

"It's all my fault for grandma's nosy at the time. There was nothing you had to do about this matter. Grandma thought of the folks in your hometown. If you can help, you can help. I didn't expect it to be like this now." Ma Donghua took the matter all on her own.

"It's really okay, grandma. You don't blame you for this." Zhang Jiaohua took out all the red envelopes he received, with names written on them. After getting the red envelope, Zhang Jiaohua directly wrote a name on it, originally to know who in the village took how much money. Unexpectedly, it came in handy now.

Zhang Manyin took a sigh of relief and went to Meizitang for a circle, telling all the people who had bought the amulet to go to the old house to return the amulet, "If you want to return the amulet, hurry up. If you spend a penny, you won't be asked for it."

"Don't be the best. I sealed a big red envelope at the beginning. It's best to return all the money to me, or don't blame me for losing my temper." Zhang Genxin seems to have had a grudge with Zhang Manyin.

"Don't worry. When you ask for a token, give the red envelopes for the flowers. The names of the flowers are written on it. I won't give you a penny less, and I won't give you an extra penny. Will there be a shortage of this money? There is no place to spend the tea dividends in the gardening farm." Zhang Manyin also snorted, since the bidders returned the money from these people, he didn't have the slightest loss.

"Wen Rong, take back an amulet, and you write a name on it. No matter who it is, my amulet will never be used by this person in the future." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"To get it." Zhang Wenrong quickly took a notebook and took notes next to him. Since the red envelopes did not move at the time, the work of the retreat is progressing very smoothly.

Originally, Zhang Genxin wanted the lion to open his mouth to say how much money he had put in a red package last time. But now he really doesn't dare to ask for it randomly, because everyone else is up to the number. If the lion opened his mouth, he would definitely not be able to get a penny from Zhang Jiaohua, and would make the villagers look down on him.

"Calling flowers, it seems that you still have self-knowledge. You already knew that the villagers were going to return the talisman. You knew not to touch the money. It seems that these ill-gotten wealth are also very hot in your hands." Zhang Genxin joked. Looking at Zhang Jiahua.

"The money is refunded to you~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What else are you doing?" Zhang Wenrong couldn't help standing up, pointing to Zhang Genxin and said.

"Selling money to cheat the villagers, can't I say it?" Zhang Genxin was not afraid.

Zhang Jiahua stopped Zhang Wenrong and said, "Forget it. Whatever they say. Anyway, Fu returned, the money returned, everyone is cleared. We don't want to say anything."

There are not many retreats. Zhang Gen's new home retired most positively and all returned. Zhang called the flower from beginning to end and didn't say much. Others thought he was upset. In fact, he was too lazy to talk to these people.

The next day, Zhang Genxin went to Dumenshan again, prepared a big red envelope, and dropped it into the merit box without hesitation.

"Shangxian, I came here today. Thank you for saving my life. Zhang Genxin bowed very piously on the futon. But he didn't realize that after every time he bowed, there was always something missing on his body. But Zhang Genxin didn't. Feeling something is wrong, but there is a kind of ecstatic feeling.

Zhang Genxin was lying on the futon religiously, as if he was asleep. (To be continued.)