Chapter 128
After Li Sanjiang finished shouting, he discovered that there was a strange face following Runsheng, Zhuangzhuang and Yinmeng.
This little girl looks pretty fair and tender, and has a shy and introverted look. At first glance, she seems to be a suitable master for grinding.
"Hey, that's good, we brought back a new mule."
Shuyou Lin was holding a salted duck in his hand, which he had specially helped to lift when he got off the car. Previously, he was only worried about whether Brother Xiaoyuan and the others would take him away, and completely forgot about buying a gift.
If I had known earlier, when I passed through Heather Town, I should have asked Brother Bin to stop the car and buy some milk biscuits or something.
His hometown is very polite. If his grandfather and masters knew that he came to the door empty-handed with such a shameful face, his face would be stained with saliva.
Li Sanjiang warmly greeted everyone back to the house. Li Zhuiyuan got off the grandpa, held his hand, and walked in the front.
"Zhuangzhuang, did you drive back?"
"Yes, I got my driver's license, and Mengmeng got it too."
"Okay, then when you graduate from college and want to buy a car, I will also cover one for you."
"Hahaha, it's necessary. If you don't give it to me, I'll have to shamelessly ask you for it."
"You brat, your family is in good condition. The most I can do is wrap a wheel for you."
"Without one of your wheels, my car won't be able to drive."
Li Sanjiang subconsciously thought that the yellow pickup truck was borrowed or rented by the children.
These days, a two-wheeled motorcycle is considered a rarity in the family, and anyone who can drive it around the village or town is considered a foreigner.
As for four-wheeled ones, let alone one. Most people in the village would never dream of being able to park a car at home in the future.
"Is this your classmate?"
"Yes, classmate." Tan Wenbin poked Shuyou Lin.
Shuyou Lin: "Uncle Li, my name is Shuyou Lin."
"Is this accent from the South?"
"Well, I'm from Fujian."
"Okay, not bad. The young man looks very upright and has a lot of quality."
As soon as he stepped onto the dam, the expression on Li Zhuiyuan's face suddenly became solemn.
Shuyou Lin, who was behind, stepped onto the steps of the dam, his body stopped immediately, and his vertical pupils opened.
Li Sanjiang: "Hey, why is this young man so cross-eyed?"
Runsheng quickly rushed to Li Zhuiyuan, took out the Yellow River shovel from his bag, and swung it hard. The newly made big Yellow River shovel immediately unfolded across the front of him.
Yinmeng pulled out a new exorcism whip from her waist. The colorful whip meant that it contained seven kinds of toxins. Yinmeng held up the whip and stood diagonally beside Li Zhuiyuan.
Tan Wenbin jumped several steps, turned around in the air, and stood behind Xiaoyuan, facing backward.
After Shuyou Lin's vertical pupils are opened, he places his left hand flat, makes a fist with his right hand, and bends his legs down, preparing to get up.
Li Sanjiang was pushed to the outside because of this, and he was a little confused for a moment: "What is this for?"
The expression on Li Zhuiyuan's face returned to normal.
Where there are evil spirits, the feng shui will definitely not be good.
Li Zhuiyuan got started reading Feng Shui books on the second floor of Taiye's house, so he was naturally very familiar with the Feng Shui pattern of Taiye's house.
Now, there is obviously a problem with the feng shui here, but the impact of the problem is not big. The difference is like the originally spacious and bright self-built farm house turned into a cold and cold inpatient department of an old hospital.
People who are sensitive to this aspect can detect some abnormalities, but it really doesn't have much impact on people's bodies and fortunes.
Especially for his own grandfather, his luck has long been separated from the influence of the ordinary environment, and he can even change the surrounding environment.
Moreover, this feeling is gradually fading away, which means that there should be something dirty here, but that dirty thing is no longer there.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand to indicate that he was off guard, and at the same time said to Li Sanjiang:
"Master, we are going to take a photo. Brother Binbin is back with a camera."
Since the last stone rubbing from Zhengmen Village, Tan Wenbin has been thinking about getting a camera.
A while ago, he was invited by Lu An'an and Liu Tao, two seniors of the physiognomy society, to attend an exchange meeting between physiognomy societies of multiple schools. He thought he could learn something and see the world, but he didn't know that it was very bureaucratic.
The speech by the leader of the organizer made him sleepy and tired, and he felt it was very boring. However, in the lottery before the end of the conference, the first prize was a camera, and he was lucky enough to win it.
He was very happy and felt that his trip was not in vain.
At this moment, seeing that Brother Xiaoyuan had canceled his alert, he immediately took out the camera and raised it:
"Yes, come, take pictures, everyone poses, come, look at me, do a scissor hand show, yeah!"
"Click!"
The first photo was taken, Tan Wenbin was not in it, Yinmeng Runsheng was guarding Xiaoyuan, and a cross-eyed man stood beside him.
In the second photo, Tan Wenbin asked Li Sanjiang to help click the shutter, and he ran to return to his position.
Lin Shuyou untied the vertical pupils and couldn't find his position for a while. Finally, Tan Wenbin waved him and asked him to squat in the front.
After the two photos were taken, everyone in the room heard the noise and came out.
The first person to come out of the kitchen was Cui Guiying wearing an apron. She wiped her hands on the apron and shouted happily:
"Xiao Yuanhou, my grandson."
"Grandma."
Cui Guiying held Li Zhuiyuan in her arms and looked at him carefully.
"Xiao Yuanhou and the others are back, right?" Li Weihan's voice came from the path. He was pushing a small cart with two jars of wine on it.
"Grandpa."
"Hey, Xiao Yuanhou, haha!"
Li Sanjiang got angry when he saw Li Weihan taking down the wine jar, and couldn't help but cursed: "It's all that mountain cannon's fault for letting out foreign farts at this time!"
"Old guy, arrange it for me while I'm on the porcelain vat!"
Uncle Shan walked out from the back of the house while tying his trousers.
Li Sanjiang: "What's wrong, am I wrong?"
Uncle Shan: "It's because the two jars of wine in your house are cracked, and a lot of the murderous aura has been released into the wine. That's why I said the taste is impure!"
Li Sanjiang said angrily: "I didn't see you being so particular when you had no money to eat and could only eat sweet potatoes."
Uncle Shan: "You..."
Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Master, is there anyone else at home?"
"Others? No, they're all here. Oh, I hired a helper. She's very good at papermaking and hardworking. She also helped me read letters and write replies.
His surname is Xiao and his name is Yinghou. ”
"What about her?"
"She asked for leave last night, saying she had something to do at home. She went back this morning and will come back after a few days to settle the matter."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded and did not ask any more questions. He could probably guess who this Yinghou was.
The man under the peach tree forest, if he was not dead, or if he was dead, he would swim down the river. Before entering this realm, he would have to be so scared that he would swim upstream.
Who else could be the evil spirit who could act under that person's nose without causing any harm to the master?
Cui Guiying smiled and said: "Everyone, sit down and eat. It's time to eat."
A round table was set up on the dam, and a large group of people sat around, eating and drinking. It was very lively.
Li Sanjiang and Uncle Shan got drunk because they were happy. They cursed at each other, then lay down in the living room where the couple had prepared longevity food for themselves, and fell asleep.
Li Weihan also drank a lot, leaning on the door panel, blushing, basking in the sun, half asleep and half awake.
Cui Guiying scolded them while going to the kitchen to make hangover soup for them.
After Li Zhuiyuan spoke to his grandma, he took Runsheng and others to Big Beard's house.
This peach forest is now a beautiful scene in the village.
Li Zhuiyuan stood on the dam of Big Beard's house and looked up.
Lin Shuyou followed Brother Xiao Yuan's example and also leaned forward. Just as he took a closer look, his vertical pupils opened and closed rapidly!
"Hiss!"
Shuyou Lin covered his eyes and squatted down in pain.
Tan Wenbin stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders, and helped him turn around.
The peach forest was peaceful and the wind was not blowing.
"Brother Runsheng, set up the offering table."
"Okay."
There are ready-made tables and chairs in the room, and the tributes are very simple, such as biscuits and meat floss, which are a bit careless, but I think the other party won't mind if they come.
Two candles, one red and one white, were erected, and the candlelight flickered.
Li Zhuiyuan held a piece of yellow paper between his fingertips, lit it on fire, waved it three times, and threw it into the brazier.
Runsheng and Tan Wenbin gathered around the brazier and began to burn paper.
This move has no special meaning, just to say hello.
Li Zhuiyuan knew that he was not yet qualified to talk to the man under the peach forest.
But the other party was indeed very considerate and took care of the grandpa's family.
Although this kind of care is unbearable for ordinary people, my grandfather is obviously not one of them.
After the paper was burned, Runsheng lifted the brazier with a clamp and poured the ashes under the dam.
The simple ceremony should have ended at this time, and Tan Wenbin had already blown out the two candles.
But at this moment, there was still no wind, but the ashes were swirling and rolled up. After they dispersed, they suddenly drifted towards the location of everyone.
Everyone's attention was focused on these strange ashes, watching them fly past them.
The two candles that had been extinguished lit themselves up again.
A wave of emotions gradually filled the hearts of everyone present, including memories, sadness, sighs and sighs.
It’s meeting new people and missing old friends, and it’s also looking for the person you used to be and the people around you.
He is the one who survived, and is alive to this day, but he is also the one left by time, and is imprisoned to this day.
Soon, the ashes fell to the ground and the candle was extinguished.
Except for Li Zhuiyuan, everyone else's mood was affected by it and fell into depression.
While everyone else was standing there in a daze, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the broom and swept up the ashes on the ground.
They recovered one by one, either suddenly or as if they had just woken up, and started cleaning up one after another.
After everything was done, everyone left Big Beard's house.
Tan Wenbin is going back to Shigang Town to meet his grandparents.
Lin Shuyou wants to go with Tan Wenbin.
There are few shops in Shinan Town, but there are many people in Shigang Town. He plans to buy some gifts.
Runsheng wants to go back to Xiting Town to clean his house and replenish rice, flour, grain and oil.
At the dinner table, he asked his grandfather when he came to Uncle Li's house. Uncle Shan said he was worried that you would come back early today and would not be able to meet you for the first time, so he arrived last night.
Runsheng knew that the family should be without food again, and his grandfather came over a day early to catch the autumn breeze.
Yin Meng had nothing to do and planned to go back with Runsheng to clean up together.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't go either way, he wanted to stay at home.
With this peach forest here, there will be no danger in the village. At this time, everyone can indeed boldly act separately.
Just like that, Tan Wenbin drove Shuyou Lin away in a pickup truck, and Runsheng rode out of the family's three-wheeler and drove Yin Meng away.
After Li Zhuiyuan watched them leave, he originally planned to turn around and take advantage of the good afternoon sun to sit on the terrace on the second floor of his grandfather's house.
Behind him, a surprising voice came from behind:
"Brother Yuanhou!"
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and saw Cuicui with an excited face.
Girls generally develop earlier than boys. Cuicui has also grown taller, and her chin has begun to point. She inherited the appearance of Aunt Xianghou, and in a few years, she will become slim.
"Cui Cui."
"Brother Yuanhou, you are back. Where is sister Ali?"
"She didn't come back."
"Hey." After a simple greeting, Cuicui started to laugh.
She was happy from the bottom of her heart. Over the past year or so, she had often come here to play with brother Yuanhou and sister Ali, because only they would not dislike her.
When Li Zhuiyuan went to college in Jinling, A Li also left, and Cuicui became friendless again.
However, she didn't feel lonely and sad because she had it before.
Every time she saw other children in groups, when she thought that she had also stayed with her brother Ali and sister Yuanhou, she could raise her chin again and walk over proudly.
"Brother Yuanhou, come and play at my house. My mother and grandma are both at home."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Okay."
He has lived in the village for a long time, but there are not many that are worth visiting when he returns to the village.
Grandpa and grandma are now working as helpers at Grandpa's house, and they have already had dinner together at noon. There is no need for those uncles to go out of their way to visit. If they do, Grandpa will be unhappy.
Liu Jinxia and Li Juxiang had helped him defeat evil spirits and had been of real help to him, so he had to go.
Seeing that Li Zhuiyuan agreed, Cuicui tentatively stretched out her hand.
Li Zhuiyuan reached out and took her hand.
The little girl was immediately so happy that she couldn't wait to turn into a butterfly.
She still remembered that when Li Zhuiyuan first came here, he walked with her by the stream and treated her to chocolate.
Later, her mother bought her many types of chocolates. Even though the brands and wrapping paper were exactly the same, she still couldn't taste the same sweetness as before.
Li Zhuiyuan knew that she was very happy.
He has been sensible since he was very young, and he has also learned to observe people's emotions since he was very young. Through imitation, observation, reasoning and analysis, he can make most people around him satisfied and happy with his "identity", except of course Li Lan.
This is a habit that was not brought out from the mother's womb, but in terms of time, the difference is actually not much.
Even though he deliberately doesn't perform anymore, this inertia still remains.
For example, he wanted to see Binbin become the monitor, and he wanted to see Binbin and Zhou Yunyun together.
For example, when Runsheng expressed his longing for Uncle Shan, he said he would go home at the end of the month.
For example, he also knew that if he went back, his grandfather would be very happy to see him.
Li Zhuiyuan felt that he was a stupid person.
He is still a beginner in some happiness and some emotions, so he hopes that there will be more examples around him so that he can observe, understand and imitate.
It’s no longer formal, but the kind that takes heart.
There was no problem when he and Ah Li were together, but as Ah Li's balcony window, he had to go out earlier and more boldly than Ah Li before he could hold her hand and continue walking out.
However, when he passed Aunt Zhang's canteen and greeted Aunt Zhang enthusiastically, Li Zhuiyuan's "smile" in polite response was restrained unconsciously when he noticed the telephone.
Cuicui pulled him and continued to walk forward. Before they reached home, Cuicui shouted from far away: "Mom, Mom, brother Yuanhou is here, brother Yuanhou is here!"
Li Juxiang was washing clothes. When she heard the call, she was so happy that she stopped washing clothes and went back to the house to get snacks.
It was already a little cold, and it was not suitable to drink citric acid anymore, so she opened two bottles of milk drinks.
Li Zhuiyuan took it, held it against the straw, and took a sip. It was full of saccharin flavor, but also had a slight milky taste.
He still doesn't like sweet drinks, so he usually either drinks tea from Liu Yumei or drinks boiled water in the dormitory.
After Tan Wenbin often drank tea from Grandma Liu, he couldn't drink the tea his father gave him.
Li Zhuiyuan only replenished the drink as a quick refill after he had consumed it.
However, when Aunt Xianghou asked again: "Does it taste good? Do you want to change the taste?", he lowered his head and took two sips in succession:
“Delicious.”
Liu Jinxia didn't play cards this afternoon. She took over a job and was holding a brush and trying to write a couplet while facing the book.
This is a relatively traditional folk custom. This kind of couplet can be hung in temples, hung on white items, or placed on top of sacrifices and burned together.
Now that Liu Jinxia can take over this job, it proves that her status has been improved compared to the past.
Also, in their line of work, status often follows age. The older they are, the more popular they are, and the more outsiders trust them.
However, Liu Jinxia could not put down her pen and did not dare to write on white cloth. Instead, she practiced repeatedly on yellow paper.
Her handwriting is barely passable, and she has put a lot of effort into practicing it.
Six months ago, she secretly went to the city and had cataract surgery. Her vision was much better than before, but she still habitually pretended to be "blind" in front of outsiders.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table.
Blind Liu smiled and said: "Xiao Yuanhou, here we come."
"Ang, Grandma Liu." Li Zhuiyuan said bluntly, "Grandma Liu, let me write it for you."
"You can write?" There was some surprise in her tone. She was inclined to believe it. After all, this child had been admitted to college at a young age.
"Yes."
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and started writing directly on the white cloth.
At first, Liu Jinxia was a little worried, but after seeing the words written by the boy, her heart completely fell into her stomach.
It was the seal couplet written by the young man. She seemed to have never found it in the book she had, but it didn't matter. The handwriting was beautiful and solemn, so the host was satisfied.
Li Zhuiyuan finished writing all the seals and couplets on the table, put down the brush and rubbed his wrist.
Liu Jinxia spread them out to dry with a smile and said: "Stay home for dinner."
"No, I still have friends and classmates, and I have to go back to Grandpa's house to eat at night."
"Oh, that's it. Is it the school holiday? How many days will you stay at home?"
"Three days."
"Yes." Liu Jinxia looked at her granddaughter Cuicui, "Study hard and try to go to Jinling to go to college with your brother Yuanhou."
Cuicui stuck out her tongue. When she went to college, her brother Yuanhou had already graduated.
"Brother Yuanhou, go to my room to play."
Just like the first time he came to Cuicui's house, Li Zhuiyuan was taken to the second floor by Cuicui, and he still took off his shoes at the entrance of the stairs.
The layout of Cuicui's room has not changed, but there are many more dolls. She also collected many albums, posters and story books, which she shared with Li Zhuiyuan like a treasure.
Li Zhuiyuan's attention focused more on the furniture in the room.
At first, he first noticed a thin cross-cut crack on the mirror of the dressing table.
Next, there are such cracks on the wardrobe, chairs, and bed edges.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it is normal for furniture to crack after being used for a long time.
But Li Zhuiyuan could see that this was the girl's own fate and its impact on the surrounding environment.
People are an integral part of the environment and can naturally produce specific changes to the environment. Cuicui's fate has become hardened again.
From Liu Jinxia, to Li Juxiang, and then to Cuicui, the three generations have become more and more extreme.
Although Li Zhuiyuan is good at physiognomy and numerology, he is not superstitious. But even according to the probability method, Cuicui's current problem is already very serious.
When she grows up, except for those special people, if ordinary people have a close relationship with her, it will be difficult for ordinary people to bear it.
There are indeed a very small number of people in this world. Men marry wives and run away with each other or marry and die; women marry and the fiancé either goes crazy or dies of illness before they get married.
Looking at the posters that Cuicui unfolded, there were many young male stars. Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Cui Cui, do you like them?"
The little girl smiled and replied: "They are good-looking, as good-looking as you, Brother Yuanhou."
Li Zhuiyuan thought silently in his heart, maybe he could ask Ali to make a longevity lock or bracelet to help Cuicui suppress her fate.
This material is a bit difficult to find. Jade is not suitable. It will break if she wears it for a long time. She can only use metal. Ordinary metal is not enough. It has to be a special gold tool.
It's just that I am walking across the river now, and changing people's fates without authorization may cause certain causes and effects.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Fortunately, Cuicui is still young, so there is no problem in waiting.
Before she ends her journey, she just needs to stop falling in love prematurely.
From an ordinary person's perspective, girls usually suffer in puppy love, but in Cuicui's case, it may be boys who suffer.
After visiting Cuicui's house, Li Zhuiyuan returned to his grandfather's house.
Grandpa and Uncle Shan were each still lying in the coffin, snoring, and occasionally talking in their sleep. They were also quarreling in their sleep.
I remember my grandpa said that he would be buried with Shanpao in a hundred years.
Now it seems that the two old people are really going to be buried together, and I am afraid that they will not be able to have peace at night in the cemetery.
Li Zhuiyuan was in the living room, admiring the paper figures that had been made in advance. Yinghou's craftsmanship was indeed very good. Each paper figure was made lifelike, and showed a kind of panic and orderliness.
It's that kind of night, if you shine a flashlight on it, a row of paper figures will give people the feeling that they are about to turn their heads collectively.
After all, she made it herself, so it is normal to have such an effect.
Li Zhuiyuan went up the stairs and came to the terrace. The two wicker chairs for himself and Ali were still placed in their original positions.
It can't be left here to be exposed to the weather, and judging from the marks on the ground, it must have been moved out of the house this morning and placed here.
One's own past is also another person's memory.
Many afternoons, the grandfather lay on his bench in the distance, swinging the cattail leaf fan and smoking a cigarette. He smiled and looked at the two wicker chairs in front of him and the boys and girls sitting together.
Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the wicker chair and looked downwards habitually. The door of the east room was closed.
Li Weihan and Cui Guiying would go home to live every night. Marquis Ying would stay here, but she would sleep in the west room, which was the room where Aunt Liu and Uncle Qin used to be.
The east room where Ali and Grandma Liu once lived still has a lock on the door.
Time seemed to be turned back at this time, and it went back to winter, autumn, summer and spring. Back to that day, I was sitting here, holding "The Chronicles of Jianghu" in my hand. While reading the book, I took a look at the The girl downstairs with her feet on the threshold:
A page of Jianghu, a glimpse of Jinghong.
Memories are not just for the elderly, but depend on whether you have had enough good times.
At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan felt a gust of wind, overflowing from the back room and blowing his hair.
The young man pressed the red button on his wrist with his right thumb and quickly printed it with his left hand.
A sharp aura emanated from the young man.
This is an instinct, a momentum accumulated from stepping over the dead bodies and waves of the river.
Especially now, when Runsheng and the others are not around him, the boy's sensitivity will be infinitely magnified.
But soon, the thumbs loosened and the fingerprints were removed.
Li Zhuiyuan suppressed his instinct.
But after all, the wind was frightened.
With a "Bang!" sound, the dark wind quickly recovered and closed all the front doors and windows.
Li Zhuiyuan stood up, raised and spread his hands, apologizing.
But after opening the door, except for the rear window which was still open, the room seemed very deserted and empty.
After standing in the room for a while, Li Zhuiyuan walked out when he heard a sound coming from the dam.
Runsheng came back on a tricycle carrying Yinmeng.
As per the old rules, this time Runsheng just replenished the goods without leaving any money, and the goods should not be replenished too full, otherwise it would be convenient for Uncle Shan to sell them for gambling.
That is to say, Uncle Shan will not borrow foreign debts, stop gambling when he has no money, and just eat sweet potatoes at home.
Otherwise, it would be really annoying to meet such an elder.
Yin Meng thought of a way to send money to Uncle Li's house in the future, and then told Uncle Shan to go to Uncle Li's house for dinner when the meal was over.
In this way, Uncle Shan solved the problem of not being able to wipe his face. At the same time, Li Sanjiang was able to subdue Uncle Shan and give him only food but no money.
Just at this time, Li Sanjiang and Uncle Shan also woke up. Both old men were drunk and hazy. After Runsheng said this, Uncle Shan hesitated, and Li Sanjiang directly agreed.
Later, Uncle Shan pulled Runsheng to the wall and asked: "You didn't go to college with Xiao Yuanhou, how could you still make money?"
"Xiaoyuan will give me pocket money."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Then you won't have enough to eat?"
"I work in the cafeteria."
"No salary?"
"No, but I'm in charge of the food."
Uncle Shan nodded: "It's really embarrassing to ask for someone else's salary."
"Yeah."
"That guy Lao Li also gave Xiao Yuanhou's money. If you give it to him again and I go to eat again, wouldn't it be shameful to eat at his house?"
"Uncle Li didn't know the truth, so I told him that we made money by opening a store in the school."
"That's true."
Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing on the second floor, clearly heard the conversation between the two people below. Obviously, Runsheng's rhetoric should have been taught by someone on the road.
Li Sanjiang cleared his throat, walked to the side of the dam, spit into the field, then picked up a cigarette and cursed at Uncle Shan:
"Look at your sexuality, Runshenghou is not young, and it's time to talk about his daughter -in -law. Which girl went to see your house that dares to live in the house that is about to break.
Look at how I saved a house and a gift for Xiao Yuanhou. How can you still act like an elder? ”
Uncle Shan was rarely taught to lower his head and did not refute.
"Marquis Runsheng has a big appetite and is also popular, but he is also very powerful and is a good worker. Without you as a burden, I really don't have to worry about marrying a wife."
As he said this, Li Sanjiang walked up to Runsheng's back and hit him twice with his fist.
"Huh...huh..."
The cigarette ashes in his mouth were blown into his eyes.
Li Sanjiang wiped his eyes and said in wonder:
"It's strange, where is the wind coming from?"
Uncle Shan couldn't hold it anymore and shouted: "Then I'll jump into the river now, and you can fish it out for me at night!"
"Fuck you, you didn't think about your children when you were alive, and you want to make them feel guilty for the rest of their lives!"
Uncle Shan was so angry that he sat down on the bench by the wall. His newly red eyes turned red again, but this time it was not because of the alcohol.
Li Sanjiang took a puff of his cigarette and said, "I've won the argument. I'm comfortable."
However, he did not dare to continue to stimulate the mountain cannon, and he was also worried that the mountain cannon would explode for him.
"Grandpa Li!"
Shuyou Lin came back with a lot of gifts, followed by Tan Wenbin, carrying eight cigarettes in his left hand and five bottles of wine in his right hand.
Li Sanjiang was dissatisfied with Shuyou Lin: "Why did you buy these? Your family is very rich?"
Shuyou Lin: "Not very rich."
"You are so generous even if you don't have money..."
"There is a temple at home."
"Temple?"
"There are also temple properties, land, mountains, and incense."
"That's really a big deal."
Li Sanjiang looked at Tan Wenbin again, pointing to the cigarettes and wine in his hand: "Zhuang Zhuang, why are you smoking so crazy?"
Tan Wenbin smiled and said: "I got them all from my grandparents' houses. They were given by others. They asked me to bring them to you, just as a visiting relative."
"Then I have to think about what gift to give in return."
"You can pick some vegetables and I will send them to you. They all eat lightly."
"What a fool, your grandparents live in Shigang, not Xianggang!"
Even if you live in a town, you can still see the fields at a glance when you open the window.
"Oh, my family, why are we so clearly divided? If we really have to calculate it, I haven't paid Brother Xiaoyuan's tutoring fee yet. How much money will I have to pay to save the number one scholar in tutoring!"
"You are here as a companion, so you should be paid."
Tan Wenbin: "..."
The dinner was still very sumptuous, mainly because Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were there, plus Lianjia Zi Lin Shuyou, who also had a big appetite, there was not much food left at noon.
When chatting in the afternoon, Cui Guiying casually asked Yinmeng how her cooking was, and Yinmeng replied: Not bad.
Although Cui Guiying and Yin Meng had met and knew each other before, they had not interacted with each other for a long time, so Cui Guiying originally wanted to call Yin Meng over to help during dinner.
Yinmeng stood still awkwardly.
Tan Wenbin and Runsheng were so frightened that they quickly waved their hands and went into the kitchen to help cook together.
Cui Guiying was still surprised. Didn't the girl say that her cooking skills were good?
Tan Wenbin, who was helping to cut vegetables, could only nod vigorously: "Her hand is injured and cannot get wet. She can really do other arts!"
After dinner, Cui Guiying and Li Weihan went home first.
Runsheng moved the TV out to the dam and sat with Tan Wenbin, making paper while watching TV.
Shuyou Lin wanted to blend in, so he also started learning to make paper. He was quite talented and picked up the skills quickly.
Yin Meng went to the back field alone to practice martial arts.
Li Zhuiyuan was not the only one who wanted to reminisce.
After Li Zhuiyuan took a shower, when he passed by the second-floor terrace, he saw that only Runsheng and Lin Shuyou were sitting in front of the TV downstairs, while Tan Wenbin was squatting by the dam, smoking a cigarette.
Binbin's frequency of quitting smoking is terrifyingly high.
If the guess is correct, Tan Wenbin, in addition to visiting his grandparents on both sides of the family in the afternoon, should also have visited Zheng Haiyang's grave.
The wine he brought back was an odd number.
He is always good at joking with people in life. Such a sociable person makes him afraid to really talk to people now. He is afraid that others will become Zheng Haiyang, and he is also afraid that he will become Zheng Haiyang to others.
Li Zhuiyuan did not go downstairs to comfort Binbin, because Binbin only needed to be alone to digest and did not need extra comfort.
Moreover, even if you really need it, you don’t need yourself.
Aunt Zhang's figure appeared opposite the rice field. She pinched her throat in the distance, and then the plain folk song started:
"Marquis Bin, your mother, Marquis Zhou Yun, called you~~~"
"Pfft..."
Tan Wenbin, who was melancholy, was immediately amused.
He probably guessed that it wasn't Aunt Zhang who said the wrong thing, but his mother Zheng Fang who did it on purpose.
Guess Zhou Yunyun on the other end of the phone was blushing and lowering his face in front of his mother again.
Zhou Yunyun had missed too much homework because he was hospitalized before, so he didn't go home this time. But since school is on holiday, according to his own mother's habit, he should call Zhou Yunyun to his home for the holidays.
Tan Wenbin stood up and shouted to Shuyou Lin: "Ayou, come with me to answer the phone."
"Oh, okay."
Tan Wenbin took Shuyou Lin to answer the phone.
"Xiao Yuan." Li Sanjiang's voice came.
"Master."
Li Sanjiang smiled and sat down on his wicker chair.
"Master, it's getting cold. You'll catch a cold easily if you sit here and blow in the wind."
"Don't be afraid. Although you and I are old, it's not easy to think about it."
In his life, even when he was a member of the national army, he came off the battlefield several times without being scratched by a cannonball.
The only time when Li Zhuiyuan was not in good health and suffered from severe bleeding was when he first came here. During that period, he not only dreamed of running away with zombies at night, but also woke up with injuries all over his body.
However, Li Sanjiang never thought that it had anything to do with Xiao Yuan. Even if it did, it didn't matter.
"Xiao Yuanhou, how are you doing in college?"
"Okay, everything is fine."
"Do you have enough money?"
"That's enough. Most students don't have as much money as I do, nor are they as well-dressed or well-fed as I am."
"Hehe." Li Sanjiang nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, we are not a rich family, but it doesn't matter, we are willing to spend money."
Li Zhuiyuan laughed together.
"Come, let me take a good look at it."
Li Sanjiang signaled Li Zhuiyuan to come closer. He reached out, grabbed his great-grandson's arm, squeezed it, and then patted it with his palm.
"Our family, Xiao Yuanhou, has really grown up. Hehe, he feels like a big shot now."
"I am a child, I must be growing every day."
"It's not just a beauty." Li Sanjiang pointed to his eyes, "Your master, my eyes are rulers, do you believe it?"
"Believe it."
"Tsk, look, my great-grandson looks like he is going to do big things. When he grows up, he will be great. Okay, go back to bed. He must be tired after a long journey today."
"Master, you should go back to the house and rest early, and stop blowing the wind."
"I know, I know."
Li Zhuiyuan returned to his room, got on the bed, folded the quilt, covered himself, and lay down slowly.
Not long after I closed my eyes, a dark wind blew in the room with the doors and windows closed.
Li Zhuiyuan resisted and did not move this time, nor did he open his eyes in a hurry.
After a while, when the moist breath could be smelled on the tip of his nose, and there was even the sound of water dripping around him, the young man slowly opened his eyes.
Just above me, right against the bed board.
Wearing a tight black cheongsam, a pair of bright red high heels, and long, wet hair hanging down.
What I saw after the boat fell into the water that day seemed to be the beginning of a new life.
And now she appeared in front of him again.
The little yellow warbler's upper body slowly went down.
The tips of her hair gradually touched Li Zhuiyuan's chest, neck, chin, and side of his face.
As he continued to fall, his hair gradually spread out.
This long hair was like a piece of black cloth, wrapping both people's heads in it. The two of them were facing each other in this black cloth.
She is really not pretty, her makeup is too heavy.
But she was really beautiful, both in life and in death.
"Although it may irritate it, I can still help you get rid of it."
The little yellow warbler is controlled by the person under the peach tree, but to what extent it is controlled is hard to say, but so far... the little yellow warbler can continue to exist and not dissipate after taking revenge, and it is indeed controlled by " its" influence.
Little Huangying shook her head.
She refused help from the teenager.
Li Zhuiyuan understood that all this was Xiao Huangying's own choice, and it did not really make things difficult for her.
Perhaps, in Xiao Huangying's view, it is better to continue to exist like this since she was born with no regrets.
Perhaps, it was also because of its existence that it helped the little yellow warbler offset the pain of dying. When it was suppressed and dissipated, the little yellow warbler would also be dissipated.
Xiao Huangying's forehead continued to lower, and finally touched Li Zhuiyuan's forehead.
Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to wander.
"Little oriole! Little oriole!"
"Look, little yellow warbler!"
Li Zhuiyuan found himself in a dream. This was the funeral of his bearded mother.
Little Huangying picked up the microphone and was preparing to sing.
Around him were the excited Shitou, Huzi, Panzi and Leizi. The children and adults applauded enthusiastically.
The little yellow warbler showed off her figure to the fullest and started her performance:
"In the future, even if thousands of songs float on my road in the distance; in the future, even if there are thousands of evening stars, they will shine brighter than the moon tonight."
The singing is still the same as in the memory. Although it has only been more than a year, it has already been marked by the yellowing of time.
At this moment, a man's voice came from behind Li Zhuiyuan:
"You are walking on the river..."
It's it,
The one under the peach forest, he found himself through the little yellow warbler.
"Yes, I am walking on the river."
"Have you learned the black book I gave you..."
"Learned."
"Kill someone for me while walking across the river..."
"Who to kill?"
"Wei Zhengdao."
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The monthly ticket task is completed, and I need to add another chapter.
The main reason is that I am updating 10,000 words every day. I haven’t saved any manuscripts. They are all coded. The coding time basically takes the whole day, so it is difficult to temporarily create a chapter. But don’t worry, I will try my best to write more tomorrow. Integrate the addition into the word count of the next chapter and reflect it!
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