Calamity Crown

Chapter 385 Heart's Longing——Homecoming!

Early the next morning, when the sky was just dawn, Lijiatun was busy.

First, the whole family offered sacrifices to the Stove King.

Then, the mothers-in-law and aunts began to clean up, and the old and young men went to the city to buy new year's goods again. This time, they did not buy here and there, but led the animals back in large groups.

When the old and young men come back, they just take a bath and shave their heads.

As the saying goes, if you have money or not, you shave your head for the New Year, that's the reason.

When the old and young men take a bath and shave their hair, the mothers-in-law and aunts after cleaning the house cut the window grilles.

In the evening, I started to make the first dumpling.

Eating dumplings means that the "year" has begun, that is, from today until February 2, Lijiatun has begun a long cat winter.

Of course, not absolutely.

Lijiatun is like this, but the black land is so big, it has to be different.

What's more, Haimen, the imperial capital, and Shencheng, which are farther away, are even more different.

In the morning, Lao Li's family also offered sacrifices to the Stove King.

Please leave the cleaning to Aunt Six and others.

Old Li's daughter-in-law died of illness early on, and the daughter-in-law Li Changhai had a crush on was allotted by the gangsters. People help.

People in the village are also willing to help.

Because, Lao Li is capable and loyal.

My family is rich, but I have not forgotten the people in the village.

Not only let them go to work in their own shop, but if they are not satisfied, they will introduce other jobs, even if it is a bit hard and tiring, it is better than living in the mountains all their lives.

Therefore, the whole village not only followed the example of Lao Li, but also expressed gratitude.

"Changhai, please invite Mr. Mo!"

"Fugui, don't talk nonsense when I see you, grandma!"

Lao Li was smoking a cigarette pot.

Li Changhai walked quickly to the back of the village.

Li Fugui scratched his head with a simple and honest face.

Unlike Li Changhai, who believed that there are different people in the world, and that there are blessings in famous mountains and rivers, Li Fugui is completely another extreme, basically dismissing these things.

Think it's a lie.

Of course, this was before Mr. Mo appeared.

After Mr. Mo appeared?

Li Fugui went from this extreme to another extreme.

Even more fanatical than his brother.

However, due to the previous sarcastic remarks, I am embarrassed to approach Mr. Mo at this time.

bottom of my heart?

Just look at Li Fugui's envious look at his brother at this time.

Lao Li looked at his youngest son, raised his leg and kicked lightly.

"Go if you want, I'm not a coward."

"Mr. Mo is reasonable and will argue with you?"

Old Li said angrily.

"Father, I know that Mr. Mo won't argue with me."

"The more Mr. Mo doesn't care about it, the more uncomfortable I am."

"In my heart, it's like something is blocked."

Li Fugui scratched his head and smiled wryly.

"Well, I'm still a bit manly. I'll talk to Mr. Mo later..."

Lao Li felt sorry for his son, so he was going to come forward in person to expose this matter.

But before Lao Li finished speaking, Li Fugui waved his hands again and again.

"Father, don't meddle in this matter. I'm uncomfortable at first. If you meddle again, I'll really lose face to see Mr. Mo. I'm thinking about it myself, how come, okay?"

"OK."

Lao Li nodded and grinned.

He, Lao Li, can't read two big characters, but the son he taught is not ashamed.

It doesn't matter if you leave it.

It's a good boy.

The more he thought about it, the happier Lao Li was, and he was often relieved.

"Xiuqin, Lao Li is worthy of you. The next time you entrust your dreams, don't scold me, Lao Li."

Old Li muttered in his heart.

In the distance, Li Changhai walked over with Goethe.

"Mr. Mo!"

Lao Li hurriedly said hello.

Goethe nodded.

Afterwards, a group of four walked out of the village.

Goethe and Lao Li were standing shoulder to shoulder, while Li Changhai and Li Fugui were holding things behind.

"My godmother is in the forest ten miles ahead, and the biggest tree when I entered it was——When I was born as a child, the midwife said that my fate was weak, and I had to find a good godmother in order to grow up smoothly. , or I’m afraid I’ll die.”

"My father is old enough to love me. He immediately paid a lot of money to see my husband, and finally dumped my godmother."

"If you say I'm a good godmother."

"Before there was a yellow-skinned mess in the village, I was almost fascinated by a yellow-skinned dog, caught my eyes blind, and then fell ill. When I recovered from my illness, my father went to take me to see my godmother, and the tree branch hung Wearing a yellow skin."

Lao Li talked about his godmother tree while walking.

Half-truths.

The midwife said he was weak, and that was true.

It is also true that it cost a lot of money to find Mr.

And later Huang Pizi?

It was Lao Li's father who brought the hunters in the village to hunt.

It's just because Huang Pizi is one of the five fairies, and he was afraid of being retaliated, so he hung up on the godmother tree after hearing what the former husband said.

Goethe listened to Lao Li's words and didn't say much.

He has seen that godmother tree.

It is similar to the Wang family's "Baojia Xian'er".

They are all good spirits.

However, unlike the Wang family's "Baojia Xian'er", this godmother tree seems to be more "selfless".

There is no need for any fairy house, and there is no need to worship every day, as long as it is not forgotten during the New Year and holidays, it will be fine.

It's about the same as the real old man in the family.

Sitting in front of the door every day, waiting for the returning child.

Goethe remembered that he went to junior high school, because there was no junior high school in the orphanage, so he had to go to a public junior high school. The director of the orphanage sent him to the bus every day, and waited for him at the bus stop at night.

For three years in junior high school, it was like this every day.

After he went to live in high school, it became waiting for him to come back for the holidays.

"call!"

Goethe took a slight breath and suppressed his thoughts.

By this time, it was already in the woods.

Among all the trees, Ganma tree is very conspicuous.

Not only because of the red strings tied to the branches, but also because this dry mother tree is so tall that it looks like an adult standing among children among the trees.

"Is this... spruce?"

I used [Spirit of the Blood Crow] to see it in the air before and didn't think it was a big deal, but when I actually stood under the godmother tree, I realized that the height of this godmother tree has already surpassed the scope of ordinary spruce.

Goethe looked around.

Lao Li got busy with his two sons.

The tributes of incense candles, melons and fruits were placed one by one.

Each person is tied to a tree branch with a red rope.

"Mother, Lao Li brought his two sons to see you."

"Kowtow to the godmother."

As Lao Li said, he picked up the incense sticks and knelt down.

Li Changhai and Li Fugui knelt behind Lao Li.

Goethe stood a little further away.

He could clearly feel that with the bowing of Lao Li, father and son, the "spirit" of the godmother tree became active, as if waking up from a deep sleep and seeing a close relative.

That was exhilarating.

Even more delighted.

Just like the smiling face of the dean in his memory.

The incense sticks of Lao Li and the others were inserted into the soil in front of the roots of the godmother tree. It’s not that they don’t want to place an incense burner, but that every incense burner needs to be thrown away. There are too many wild animals in this forest, and they might be picked up by something. up.

After inserting the incense, Lao Li sat at the root of the tree and chatted with his godmother tree.

There are not only the short stories of the parents in Lijiatun, but also the development of shops in the city, and some difficult things that cannot be said in the past. It is really like talking to your own parents.

In the world, except for parents who can tolerate their children unconditionally, there is no one else.

And Lao Li lost his parents long ago.

The only thing that can be told is the godmother tree.

Goethe looked envious.

At that time, like Lao Li, he confided everything about himself to the dean's mother.

"Are you all right?"

Goethe whispered to himself.

In half an hour, the incense burnt out three times.

"Godmother, I'll come again at thirty!"

As Lao Li said this, Li Changhai and Li Fugui picked up the tribute after waiting for a long time, but instead of taking it back, they broke it apart, crushed it, and sprinkled it in all directions.

This means a treat.

Lao Li cupped his hands and bowed to the surroundings again.

After confirming that there was nothing missing, the four turned around and returned to the village.

By the time we entered the village, the young and old who bought the new year's goods for the last time had already returned, and a group of children clung around their adults asking for sweets.

If it was left to normal, it would have already been up.

But today is a young year, the situation is different.

All the adults took out one or two candies from their pockets.

Candy is more than that.

But the big head must not be taken out right now, who doesn't have any relatives or friends? When visiting relatives and friends to entertain people in the first month, you must have peanuts and melon seeds, as well as candied melons.

In the early years, when Li Jiatun was poor, when he went to relatives and friends’ houses, he was starved for candies, and his own children were greedy for wanting them, so they had to be scolded.

Some kids make a fuss, and the men have to fight.

It's really hard to beat a child in the first month.

The daughters-in-law wiped their tears quietly.

Who made his family poor?

In the coming year, the family worked harder.

For no reason, just so that children can eat candy during the Chinese New Year.

It's a pity that I still can't eat it.

Until Lao Li dug up the century-old ginseng and brought the whole village to make a fortune.

Therefore, seeing Lao Li coming back, all the old and young men in the village greeted him one after another.

"Shopkeeper, come to my house to eat dumplings tonight."

"Brother Li, come to my house tonight."

"Lao Li, come to my second uncle's house tonight."

There are all kinds of names. Lijiatun was originally related to relatives, and Lao Li did not forget his roots when he became a family. This made the names more and more chaotic, but also more and more close.

"Good, good, good."

Lao Li nodded with a smile.

He, why is Lao Li working so hard?

Isn't it just that he hopes that his son will be successful and that the folks in Lijiatun can live a good life?

Now more than half of the goal is achieved.

Then there is nothing to be unhappy about.

Later, Lao Li fortunately stood on a big rock with sauerkraut in the village, and he shouted: "It's a small year, and the harvest in our village is good, and Lao Li's shop also depends on the love of all the young and old. Come to my house tonight, there is enough food and drink, but this dumpling has to be sold by each family, there is no mother-in-law who can make dumplings in my old Li's house."

Everyone who said a word laughed.

Lao Li directed Li Changhai and Li Fugui to go to the city to buy wine on horseback.

There is no shortage of meat at home.

There are also a lot of vegetables.

However, the wine is definitely not enough.

Throughout the year, the men in Lijiatun occasionally let go of drinking.

And once you let go of drinking, that person will have to drink more than half a catty, and if you can drink, drinking two catties is not a problem.

The man who heads the family in the village has more than 30 mouths.

Cut off the head and remove the tail, according to one catty per person, it would cost forty catties.

Lao Li has saved wine, leaving aside those soaked in medicinal wine, there are only seven or eight catties left, which is definitely not enough.

"Got it, Dad."

The two boys from Lao Li's family left happily.

Spending money is spent.

but happy.

The men of each family saw it, and also asked their mothers-in-law and aunts to put more meat in the dumpling stuffing. Don't let it be late at night, drinking and drinking are lively, and eating a bite of dumpling is full of sauerkraut.

Are you still a human being?

You have to be ashamed to death.

Goethe stood aside and looked at the lively Lijiatun.

Busy, but with a smile.

Very pure, simple smile.

It's like the smile of the dean's mother.

Although unwilling to admit it, Goethe knew that he was homesick.

Think about the family that is not very rich, needs older children, working subsidies, and the younger children have to restrain themselves to maintain the home.

There are some unpleasant things, but they are all children's play.

Some discomfort is just the nature of children.

But more is happiness!

The little fat man who always bullied him, after being strangled by him in the middle of the night and almost suffocating, would take the initiative to admit his mistakes to him during the Chinese New Year, saying that he was wrong at the time.

The street stalker who wanted to take advantage of the dean got drunk, and he and Xiaopang put him in a sack and beat him up.

Later, he drank too much and slipped, fell into the river and drowned, which had nothing to do with him.

Those nasty guys, after being friendly communicated by him, became his friends.

It can't be done.

also disappeared.

it's nothing.

He doesn't remember those guys, he only remembers the orphanage.

There is his home.

He also wants to go home and eat dumplings.

The strong thought made Goethe short of breath, and his heart began to beat violently.

Boom, boom, boom!

Every time it sounded like a drum of war.