The meeting place in the afternoon was in Chenggaozi Town, Xiangfang, Harbin. It was very far away, and it took more than an hour to drive.
Aunt Tang was originally the one who took action at that time, but I didn't tell him. He was an outsider to begin with. Besides, they were here for me, so I naturally wouldn't drag Aunt Tang out to fight with him.
We followed the address and came to a farm.
It is sparsely populated and far away from the hustle and bustle, but it is a good place to do things.
When I got off the car and took a look, I saw that the courtyard was quiet, neat and clean, with several bright brick houses, the fence walls were covered with morning glories, and there were a row of gourd stands.
There are also a few chickens wandering leisurely in the yard.
This feeling is very refreshing, as if I have returned to the village where I lived when I was a child.
But I know that under this seemingly peaceful and beautiful appearance, there are layers of murderous intentions hidden.
Uncle Ma and I stepped into the courtyard, and there happened to be someone in the courtyard who took us to the main room.
When I entered the room, I saw that it was a very spacious hall, almost seventy or eighty square meters, with a magic table in the middle, a large round table, and a few chairs beside it.
There should be bedrooms on both sides of the hall, and there is a small door next to it, which should lead to the kitchen and backyard.
At this time, there were several people sitting on the chairs. On the right were Hu Ma and He Yuchen, on the right were Zhang Daxian and Lao Huangtou, and their apprentice Ma Yunfeng.
There were two people sitting in the middle, a thin old man, not tall, who seemed to be quite kind, but his left eye was a little weird and seemed unable to move.
The other man was also an old man, with a bald head, a little fat, and a red face. He looked at us as we entered, and his face was as straight as Changbai Mountain.
Uncle Ma knew them all, so he cupped his hands as soon as he entered the room and said with a smile, "Master Liu, we haven't seen each other for more than a year. It's good."
The thin old man was Master Liu. He also stood up and greeted Uncle Ma with a smile, quite enthusiastically.
It seems that Uncle Ma's status in the world is not low.
I kind of understand why the other party relented. I guess Hu's mother is on the one hand, and Uncle Ma's face is not small. After all, I am also someone close to Uncle Ma.
However, Uncle Ma didn't pay much attention to the fat old man and bared his teeth at him, which was just a formality.
The fat old man also bared his teeth and gave a fake smile. It seemed that the two of them had a normal relationship.
At this time, Mother Hu also asked me to come over. First, she introduced Master Liu San to me, and then pointed at the fat old man and said that this was Master Zhao. He was so senior that even she had to call her uncle.
I don’t know what he does, but Hu Ma is my master, and even Hu Ma has to call him uncle, doesn’t that mean I have to call him grandpa?
Since Uncle Ma just bared his teeth at him, it probably wasn’t a good cake, so I bared my teeth at him, cupped my hands, and called Master Zhao.
He rolled his eyes skyward and snorted from his nose in agreement.
Mr. Liu Sanye had a good attitude. He asked me to sit down and took two fruits from the table and handed them to me.
But I could tell that he was just showing off to Ma Hu and Uncle Ma.
Of course I wouldn't pick up the fruit, but Uncle Ma reached out and picked up an apple and gnawed it as if no one else was watching.
At this time, Zhang Daxian couldn't hold himself back anymore, and said in a conspiratorial manner: "Mr. Liu, now that everyone is here, shouldn't it be time to talk about our affairs? According to the words of the third master, I will give it to Sister Hu." For the sake of face, we skipped the banquet and didn’t make it known to everyone. We are the only ones in this small courtyard. If we have anything to say, let’s talk it out in person.”
Immediately afterwards, Old Huangtou said: "Don't say that we are bullying the child today. He is young and we will not attack him. But Sister Hu is the person in charge. You are his master. Please tell us what to do."
I immediately wanted to stand up and speak, but He Yuchen quickly winked at me and told me not to move.
Then, Hu Ma spoke slowly.
"Yes, I am his master. If you have anything to say, come to me. After all, he is a child. He is young and does not understand the rules. I also taught him a lesson afterwards. Come here today. First, let him apologize to you. Secondly, let him pay for the compensation as a gift to the elders. Let him pay for it himself, which also helps him to remember. But he is a child and has little money. I will make the decision for him. You take 20,000 yuan, and I will make up for it if it’s not enough, Master Zhao, Mr. Liu, do you think it’s okay?”
Hu Ma's words were quite accurate. She also expressed her apology and attitude. She was neither humble nor arrogant, and made her position clear.
But when Zhang Daxian heard this, he immediately started shouting.
"Twenty thousand yuan is definitely not enough. The banquet is free for you. You can't lose even a penny of fifty thousand yuan!"
That Master Zhao also said: "Twenty thousand yuan is enough to get over the matter, so we are too worthless, aren't we? I was the one who installed the entrance to her house. The decoration cost alone cost more than thirty thousand yuan. You can give me two yuan?" Wan, who are you going to kill?"
Only then did I realize that it was he who installed the gate of Zhang Daxian’s family.
In that case, Master Zhao should be Zhang Daxian's Master Antang, and they are considered to be in the same group.
It stands to reason that Master Antang usually doesn't care about his apprentice's affairs after he establishes the title of disciple, but the fact that he can intervene in this matter shows that they have a good relationship.
Hu Ma said with a smile: "We can't calculate it based on the cost of the ghost hall. Besides, the responsibility can't be put entirely on Xiaofan. It's not wrong for your family to provide ghost halls, but you secretly allow ghosts to come to your door, and you also provide money to Japan." Son, if you really talk about these things, I’m afraid it won’t sound good, right?”
Hu Ma didn't mention a word about Zhang Daxian lying in court, because it was an unspoken rule in the industry, and she could only keep ghosts privately, especially the Japanese ghosts.
Zhang Daxian said forcefully: "What does that have to do with us? The owner paid the money and gave us his name, and we didn't know that the ghost had escaped. Besides, what's wrong with Japan? How about raising Japan?" As for the orphans, there are also those made into TV series."
Hu's mother still had a smile on her face: "I won't talk to you about this matter. There is always a reason for it. Now let Xiaofan apologize to you. As for how much money to pay, you should also take care of the children. Don't be the same as him."
It could be seen that Mother Hu was already trying her best to appease and suppress this matter, so I stood up, took out all the money I had, and put it on the table.
"Ma Hu told me, what you do with things is your own business. I shouldn't do it. As the saying goes, murder must be paid with life and debt must be paid with money. This is all my savings, a total of 20,600, which is mine. It’s your fault.”
As I said that, I pushed all the money to the middle of the table and sat down.
But Master Zhao and Zhang Daxian still had tense faces, showing no signs of relief.
