The man with a black face and a short village master was stunned when he heard this. What could he not understand the poem? He said, "Your village master, you miss me, maybe we can understand it."

The man asked the village owner to recite poems, and the village owner asked, "Do you understand poetry?"

The man with a black face and a short village owner replied: "I don't understand."

The village owner said, "I don't understand what you asked me to read?"

The man with a black face and a short side of the village owner replied: "I'm curious, I want to hear what the poem the village owner made like?"

The village owner said, "Do you know what it means to play the piano against a cow?"

The man with a black face and a short village owner smiled and said, "Missive Master, aren't you scolding me?"

The village owner said, "Is this a scolding you? I am a metaphor. I am a metaphor for reading a poem, but you don't understand it at all. If you don't understand it, I will read it for you. Are you two stupid?"

The man with a black face and a short village owner looked at the village owner and said, "My village owner, why do you think this is the case? A word of civilization is included in one sentence?"

The village owner said, "Can you blame me? You don't understand. You even asked me to recite poems to you. Do you know that you are blaspheming me?"

The man with a black face and a short village head on the side of the village owner said, "I don't understand. There are so many people, so I should understand it, right?" He said that, and waved his hand for a while.

The village owner said, "If you understand, you don't need to say it. If you want to say it, you will talk to me long ago. If anyone is like you, he will not ask me if I pay attention to you. He will talk to me when he comes up."

The man with a short black face grinned and said, "Haha, I tell you this, you can't blame me. You are on the street, shaking your head and tail, whoever sees whoever sees, whoever sees, whoever sees, whoever is not thinking, and whoever thinks about it wants to come up and ask, are you taking what medicine you are taking?"

When the village owner heard this, he looked at the man with a black face and a short head, and kept looking at him with his eyes open, saying for a moment: "What do you know? I'm thinking about the mysterious truth. I'm thinking too attentively." After saying that, he sighed and said: "Oh, I always talk to you to play the piano with a cow. You are too far behind me."

The man with a short face replied, "Missing Master, aren't you talking redundant? You are the village owner, I am a grass-roots person, and I am far from the village owner. I am far from the village owner, so do you need to say this? You took off your pants and said something stinking, it's purely unnecessary. Leave the words inside, it's better."

"Hey, are you scolding me?" the village owner couldn't say anything about this person and asked.

The man with a short face on the black face said, "Hey, don't get me wrong. I'm using an example to talk. I don't mean to scold the village owner."

The village owner said, "Do you think I don't understand? What you said is obviously scolding me? Do you still want to be a slut?"

The man was a little scared when he heard this, so he leaned back and said, "What are you saying, village master? We have something to say, without using our power to suppress others?"

The village owner said, "I can't talk to you. I want to talk to you, but I don't want to get along, so you can continue to scold me."

The man said, "The village master is gone, I will treat you to wine one day."

When the village owner heard about drinking, his eyes lit up and asked, "What you said is true? Which day do you invite me to drink?"

The man said, "Really, I would like to invite the village owner to have a drink, and I would also like to ask the village owner to take care of him."

The village owner heard this and sighed at him, saying, "Hehe, I don't know where to invite me to have wine." He said, "On the crossroads, the inn has good wine and food. The chef has good skills, and all the wine is good wine."

This man was an ordinary person, and he felt ache in his heart when he went to a small restaurant to drink a few sips of soybean wine and had two plates of side dishes. When he heard this, he was stunned: "What! Go to the inn on the Cross Street to have a drink?" He stopped and said, "My village owner, that inn is expensive, several times more expensive than other taverns. I heard that there are ten times more, and all the things sold are good, but he won't sell them badly?"

The village owner grinned and said, "Just go there, what else can I eat? If you invite me to drink, where will I go?"

The man said, "Missing Master, why don't you go to my house one day and ask my wife to make you two buns, and my family will order soy wine. The village owner, let's have a drink."

The village owner heard this and said, "Eat two buns and drink a glass of soju?" He paused and said, "Do you know what I eat in the village yamen?"

After hearing this, the man said, "My village master, you have good food, land and drink in your village. There is a saying that goes, "It's a good thing to send goose feathers thousands of miles away, and the gift is light and affection is heavy. Although my food and wine are not good at home, it's also my heart and mind. It's my heart and affection for the village master."

The village owner grinned and said, "Your friendship is like you, not very good, and you have no sincerity. As a village owner, you would treat me to two buns and drink a glass of soju? Are you scolding me? "

Speaking of cursing, the village owner suddenly looked at the man, took a breath and said, "Why is it so high when you curse someone?"

The man grinned his teeth and leaned back and said, "My village master, I didn't scold anyone. I sincerely invite you to my house for a drink. You are so kind."

The village owner sucked his breath and said, "You are really good at speaking. You obviously curse people, but you say I'm too careless."

The man smiled and said, "Miss Master, you praised me, how could I speak? You're out of my mind."

The village owner said, "I'm going to see it? Go to your mom." Then, he said, "You are just scolding me. I think you don't want to get stuck?"

The man was scared again after hearing this, leaned back to his head, grinned and said with a wry smile: "My village master, why don't I scold you? I'm really sincere. Don't get me wrong?"

The village owner said, "I misunderstood. You said you wouldn't invite me to the inn on the street for a drink? If you don't invite you, you are not sincere. If you invite me, that's what you mean by sincerity. Two buns and a glass of soju, or your house, are you feeding me? "

The man leaned back and said, "Missar Master, look at what you said, it looks like your wife, there is someone outside."

The village owner glared and slapped him in the face: "What did you say!"

The man covered his face and hid back and said, "My village master, don't get me wrong, I'm a temporary slip!"

When everyone around saw this, they hid back and said, "The village master is playing with someone!"

When he heard that the village owner had hit people, many people from afar looked here. The village owner looked at the sound and said to the man whose face was shorter than him: "Can you think about it first when you speak?"

The man still hid back: "My village master, don't get me wrong. If you have something to say, I'm a temporary misunderstanding. Everything is easy to discuss. Don't do it. If you impulse, what's wrong?"

The man was afraid of offending the village owner, so he thought about it and said, "Miss Master, I invite you to another tavern for a meal, do you think it's okay?"

The village owner said, "I don't go to that inn, except on the crossroads."

The man looked ugly and said, "Missing Master, that inn is too expensive, I can't afford it?"

The village owner said, "You invite me to eat there. We can still talk in the future. If you don't go there, you will leave here in the dark sky and hide some bricks and tiles."

The man said, "Missing Master, can you spare me?"

The village owner said, "How can I spare you? You said you would still not go. This is the last sentence I asked you."

The man thought, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, can we please stop asking for something? A dish, a glass of wine for each person?"
Chapter completed!