novelraw Chapter 133 A scholar should not argue with a boor; he may win the argument, but he will lose the me
Chapter 133 A scholar should not argue with a boor; he may win the argument, but he will lose the me
A hoarse voice came from behind Qi San's nephew.
"It's Qi San...that's right...it's...it's Qi San..."
"I can recognize his voice." Wang Ga stood there blankly, muttering to himself.
"Uncle, no... it's Father... Father, my sister and I have come to see you off..."
"Rest in peace, old man! I'll bury you in our family ancestral grave, won't that be enough?"
Upon hearing the sound, Qi San's nephew and niece's knees buckled, and they both knelt down on the ground.
"That's more like it, get up, all of you!" Qi San's voice rang out again.
"Qi San is still alive, so who are we carrying?"
Zhang Changyao had sharp eyes and spotted Qi San covering his mouth and laughing in the crowd.
"what?"
Wang Ga and Zhai Qingming shouted at the same time, threw the dead body they were carrying on the ground, and ran away.
The blanket was pulled back, revealing a gaunt, dark face.
"Isn't this Old Li from Nantun?" someone who knew him called out.
"Brother Ga Zi, Qingming, let's go quickly," Zhang Changyao whispered.
The three of them understood each other and slipped out of the crowd, getting into a donkey cart to go home.
"You can't leave unless you give me my money back."
"That dead man isn't my uncle; you can't take my money."
Qi San's nephew ran over and stopped the donkey cart.
"You shameless brat! You didn't say that the person inside was your uncle."
We don't care who he is, we've already memorized it for you.
"We'll take the money, and the dead body on the ground is yours. We're even."
Wang Ga was quick-witted, crossed his arms, and looked like he wasn't going to be bullied.
"I don't care, he's not my uncle, so I shouldn't have to spend this money."
Qi San's nephew was also a stubborn fellow; he grabbed the donkey's muzzle and wouldn't let go no matter what.
"Young man, why don't you kill your uncle and throw him in there?"
"Shall we go and carry it again?" Zhai Qingming chuckled, teasing his third nephew, Qi San.
"You...is that even human language? How can you talk like that?"
Qi San's nephew pointed at Zhai Qingming, his face turning red with suppressed rage as he couldn't bring himself to swear.
"Young man, how about we go to your school and ask your principal to settle this matter?" Zhang Changyao said slowly.
"How...how did you know I'm a teacher?"
Qi San's nephew instinctively covered the school badge on his chest.
Teachers are the engineers of the human soul, and they are the diligent gardeners.
Teachers must keep their word and not break their promises…
"Alright, I'm not going to argue with you guys. You bunch of bumpkins trying to sound sophisticated."
Don't you even look at your tattered clothes? I feel ashamed for you.
Qi San's nephew, feeling humiliated and helpless, vented his anger by saying a few insulting things to a few people.
"Teacher Qi, I don't like what you're saying."
If you say that, then a few of us will have to go to your school and talk to the principal.
I want to ask your principal, how did someone who looks down on poor and lower-middle peasants become a teacher?
How can someone who belittles the poor have the right to teach children?
How can someone without moral character be worthy of the title of a people's teacher?
Zhang Changyao's voice grew louder with each sentence, drawing the attention of those in the crowd who had already finished looking at the corpses.
"Keep it down, okay? I don't want the money anymore."
Qi San's nephew begged for mercy in a low voice and turned to leave.
"Hey! Let's go to the school now and discuss the issue of teacher quality with your principal."
Maybe your principal will even give us a few dollars as a reward.
Zhang Changyao pressed his advantage, not intending to let this arrogant little teacher get away with it.
"Big brother, what are you guys going to do?" Qi San's nephew turned around and angrily questioned Zhang Changyao.
"Not so good? Paying money avoids disaster, but not paying money brings disaster."
Wang Ga understood Zhang Changyao's meaning and excitedly rushed to speak.
"Brother, I only have ten yuan left on me, could you leave me some?"
Qi San's nephew turned all the pockets inside out, clutching ten yuan in his hand, reluctant to give it away.
"Brother Ga Zi, let's not make things difficult for this little brother."
"Let's go ask the principal. Even if the school is poor, it's still better than having just one teacher, right?" Zhang Changyao patted the donkey's rump and was about to leave.
"Here...here you go...all of it is yours...okay?"
Qi San's nephew ran up to the donkey, stuffed ten yuan into Zhang Changyao's hand, and turned to leave.
"Those who understand the times are wise... those who understand the times are wise..."
Zhang Changyao bowed respectfully, shouted as he stuffed the money into his shirt pocket, patted his donkey's rump, and went home.
"You guys have really struck gold; you're all grinning from ear to ear."
Yang Wuni saw the three people who came in and followed behind them, asking questions.
"I found some money!" Zhai Qingming grinned, revealing his yellow teeth.
Several people sat down next to Liao Zhi and started laughing as they talked about what had just happened.
"When petty people gain profit, they show their joy on their faces; how pathetic, how pathetic!"
Liao Zhi, who was listening nearby, seized the opportunity to pour cold water on the group.
"Changyao, why is this kid so sarcastic?"
"Nobody's taking care of Zuo Liu now. How about I beat him up to vent my anger?"
Zhai Qingming pouted, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to get on the kang (a heated brick bed) to deal with Liao Zhi.
"Qingming, you bullied the paralyzed one, how could you do that?"
He's lying on my kang (heated brick bed) right now, he's family, so why isn't anyone taking care of him?
"If anyone dares to touch him, I'll fight them to the death." Yang Wuni climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and stood in front of Liao Zhi.
"Wu Ni, don't stop him, let him hit me, I don't feel any pain anyway."
Kicking the lame, beating the mute, pulling down the underwear of the mentally challenged—these are all things that people like them do.
They fawn over those who are rude and arrogant, but they bark and gesticulate when they see someone inferior to them.
Why would God let someone with all four limbs be able to do anything? God is blind!
Liao Zhiyue got more and more excited as he talked, which made Zhai Qingming so angry that his mouth twisted and his fists clenched.
"Qingming, don't take it to heart with Liao Zhi. He can't move his body, but he's anxious."
Just pretend you didn't hear what he said. Or shall we go to that room and divide the money?
Zhang Changyao pulled Zhai Qingming and Wang Ga to the east room.
Go! Go!
Things that can't be told to others are things I can't let you know. I can't keep my mouth shut, and I'll tell you all about them.
A fleeting dream of wealth and beauty, heartless yet devastating; a hundred years pass in a flash, leaving only withered bones and dust.
"In the end, they are just ordinary people, blinded by money and forgetting righteousness for the sake of beauty. They are unbearably vulgar." Liao Zhi's words were laced with sarcasm.
"Changyao, could you sew up the mouth of this useless piece of trash your family picked up?"
This guy's insults are so scathing, even I, who's not educated, can tell they're profanities.
So what if it's vulgar? Being vulgar is the nature of ordinary people. If you're not vulgar, all you can do is talk and never stop.
It's only because Zhang Changyao and Wu Ni are kind-hearted that they put you on the kang (heated brick bed).
If I were in your shoes, I would have buried you in a deep trench long ago.
"Let's stuff your mouth with leaves and see what you can do then."
Wang Ga also couldn't stand Liao Zhi's words and spoke harshly to him.
"A scholar should not argue with a boor; he may win the argument, but he'll lose the prize. Ha, ha, ha..."
Liao Zhi was not about to shut up; he was thrilled to have someone argue with him.
"Let's go! Go to that room, you two can't argue with Liao Zhi."
Zhang Changyao pushed Wang Ga and Zhai Qingming out of the house, divided the money in the east room, and then saw them out of the yard.
"Changyao...quick...quick...something's happened...something terrible..."
Before Zhang Shuhua could finish speaking, she had already fallen at Zhang Changyao's feet.