The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Riding a tricycle to the gate of the police station, he was stopped by the guard.

"What's the matter? This is the police station, so you can't enter casually." Out of professional ethics, the guard stopped Zhang Zian and said.

"Master, someone from your police station called me yesterday and asked me to cooperate with the investigation of a case. You can ask." Zhang Zian explained.

The doorman went to the small pavilion, made a phone call to confirm, and asked Zhang Zian to register in the visitor book before letting him go.

This kind of professional ethics is worth learning for every security guard.

Zhang Zian parked the electric car aside, and when he entered the hall, Zhang Zian was in awe.

An inexplicable coercion made people feel frightened.

I asked at the front desk again, looking for Officer Feng, and the front desk enthusiastically led the way.

In an office, seven or eight policemen were busy, and many of them were taking notes. Zhang Zian faintly heard that a big brother's electric car had been stolen, and was explaining the situation to an old policeman.

Zhang Zian had good eyesight, and he saw Feng Xue's work card at a glance, so he walked over.

"Officer Feng, I am Zhang Zian. You called me yesterday." Zhang Zian said.

Police Officer Feng in front of him was not wearing a police cap, but had a ponytail and a slightly round, even cute face.

I didn't expect to be a beautiful police officer, but what Zhang Zian didn't understand was, she looks cute, why was she so cold on the phone yesterday?

Feng Xue looked up at Zhang Zian, took out a folder, and took out a few transcripts from it.

"Someone reported that you intentionally hurt, engaged in personal attacks, and caused minor injuries. What do you have to say?" Feng Xue looked at the transcript and said one by one.

I wonder in my heart, this guy in front of me is quite handsome, not like the kind who likes to fight.

"Officer Feng, it was definitely a misunderstanding. I was in self-defense, and I have a video to prove it." Zhang Zian said pitifully.

"Video? Take it out and have a look." Feng Xue hurriedly said.

The person who came to report the case the day before yesterday looked like a gangster at first glance, and his eyes were glancing at him at that time, which was definitely not a good thing.

Zhang Zian took out his phone and played back the video recorded yesterday.

Feng Xue looked at the pitiful and panic-stricken Zhang Zian in the video, her first reaction was that Zhang Zian was the victim, and then she saw the gangster chopping a peach off a tree before he could finish, and then He cut two peaches with two knives, and the willow eyebrows stood up. He was a farmer, and there were only twelve peaches on a tree. Damn it.

Seeing the little gangster slashing at Zhang Zian with a knife, he was taken aback.

Next, Zhang Zian was forced to fight back, but he only fought back, which was completely in line with legitimate defense.

After watching the video, Feng Xue looked at Zhang Zian with much gentler eyes, what an easy child.

Zhang Zian knew that his plan was successful, but with your eyes, don't give people the feeling that the elders look at the younger generation, okay?

We should be about the same age.

"You send me a copy of the video as evidence." Feng Xue said, took out her mobile phone, and the two added prestige.

Zhang Zian sent Feng Xue a copy of the video.Looking at Feng Xue's prestige nickname, Zhang Zian couldn't laugh or cry, Xiaoxue wanted to cheer.

Zhang Zian was asked to make a transcript before letting Zhang Zian leave.

After leaving the lobby of the police station, he rode on a tricycle, humming a little song, unrestrained.

Humming a ditty, I went to the Ford 4S store I visited last time, and saw Sun Qian at a glance. Obviously, Sun Qian also saw Zhang Zian.

"Mr. Zhang, you are here." Sun Qian came over and greeted politely.

The two came to the Ford pickup F05 model again. Zhang Zian took out his phone and took two photos to send to his parents, and then made a call.

"Dad, how is this car!"

"That's right, it looks tough. Your mother and I both like it."

"Then I'll buy this one!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zian didn't bother, and paid the full amount, 12. Sun Qian led Zhang Zian to the VIP room, and went through the procedures by herself.

Half an hour later, the insurance, license plate, etc. were all processed. Sun Qian smiled and handed Zhang Zian a car key.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhang for his new car!" Sun Qian said from the side. As a salesman, this kind of pretense is a compulsory course.

Zhang Zian coped with it with a smile, sitting in the car, touching the steering wheel, looking at the interior, it was very nice.

When leaving, the staff of the 4S store helped carry the tricycle to the back compartment of the pickup truck, and the service attitude was very nice.

Zhang Zian was still a little nervous when he first started driving. After all, he learned his driver's license in college, and he has never touched a car since he got it. After driving for a certain distance, he became more proficient.

Before reaching the entrance of the village, I saw a group of people standing at the entrance of the village from a distance. There were children, old people, and many adults, at least dozens of people.

Standing at the front were Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, who set up a table at the entrance of the village with tribute dishes on it.

Only then did Zhang Zian realize that when a family bought a new car, even if it was an electric tricycle, they would get some tributes and set off firecrackers for good luck and safety.

I forgot about it, but my parents still thought about it, Zhang Zian was moved for a while, it's because my parents treat me well.

Mother Wang Aixiang handed out candies and cigarettes to the villagers who watched the fun, and the villagers also said congratulations.

Father was busy lighting the cannon, grinning silly.

Erzhu stood at the back of the crowd, nearly two meters tall, still very prominent and conspicuous.

Zhang Zian also saw Baldy Li, who probably hadn't recovered his legs yet, was sitting on the side, smoking a cigarette, his bald head attracting attention.

Crackling, like Chinese New Year, so lively.

Zhang Zian slowly parked the car at the entrance of the village, came down to thank the matchmakers, distributed some candy, and then drove the car into his yard.

The crowd dispersed, and Er Zhu and Li Bald followed into Zhang Zian's house. The two found a bench and sat down, eating fruit, looking at the pickup truck with envy.

"Son, come here." Zhang's father and Zhang's mother sat in the yard with serious faces.

Zhang Zian was taken aback, he should be happy buying a car, why is his face so tense?

Was it not good just now?

"I heard that you don't plan to go out to find a job, and you plan to stay in the village to develop. Is it true?" Father Zhang said sternly.

When Zhang Zian heard that something was wrong, he looked back at Erzhu, he must have slipped his mouth.

Er Zhu scratched his head, not daring to look at Zhang Zian.

"Dad, Mom, I don't think you can find a good job if you go to the city. Isn't it good now? Our orchard is getting better and better, and the income is also good..." Zhang Zian said his thoughts, Now that you know everything, let's open the skylight and speak out.

"You've been studying for nothing for so many years? If you stay in the countryside as a farmer, why do you still study?" Mother Zhang exclaimed angrily.

"Mom, the purpose of going to school is to learn knowledge. Besides, what's wrong with farmers, even if we are farmers, we are also knowledgeable farmers." Zhang Zian said with a hippie smile.

"You child, why don't you listen to persuasion? You are a farmer. Why do your future children also become farmers?" Father Zhang said.

"Dad, what age is this? I believe that my child can live a good life through his own efforts. There is no distinction between high and low occupations."

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother saw that they couldn't talk about their son, and they faltered and couldn't say a word.

In the end, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother compromised. The son is old and sensible, and he will definitely not make choices that are not good for him. Besides, the orchard is indeed profitable.

Seeing that his parents' expressions were no longer so serious, Zhang Zian went up and hugged the two of them, showing off his cuteness and making Zhang's mother laugh, so Zhang's father naturally didn't dare to say anything.

So Zhang Zian waved his hand and punished Erzhu to kill the chicken, while he and Baldy Li went to cook and celebrate.

Naturally, Er Zhu had nothing to say, and he blamed himself for slipping his tongue. He went to the chicken coop in the yard and caught a chicken. He skillfully cut its neck, plucked its hair, and cleaned its internal organs.

The duck cage next to it looked at the chicken brother who was playing with him just now, and it turned into a hairless chicken in the blink of an eye, and it was frightened.

Not to mention the chickens in the same cage, I was stunned.