Calamity Crown

Aunt Liu is the one with the croquettes.

Aunt Six grasped the pot filled with meat stuffing, and the meatballs squeezed out of the tiger's mouth one by one, and they fell into the oil pan with chopsticks.

When the fat and boiling oil come into contact, there will be a buzzing sound, and the color will change and become golden after a few strokes.

Aunt Six was not in a hurry, she took the bamboo rod and moved it back and forth to prevent the balls from sticking together until they were fully cooked, then picked them up and put them in a large basin beside them.

The little six son who was watching by the side quickly grabbed a handful.

Regardless of the heat, he just took it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You bastard, you know how to sleep every day, and you steal food when you wake up, and you don't know who you look like."

"Go, don't get in the way, have fun with your father."

Lijiatun, or Fengcheng, still uses paste to paste Spring Festival couplets.

Take a big iron pot and pour some water on the whole grain, heat it up on the fire, and brush it back and forth until the water is almost gone, and the paste will be formed.

I heard that there is some glue in Haimen.

Aunt Six has never seen it before, but I heard from my father that it is not easy to use in our place. When it is cold or frozen, things that seem to be glued will fall down. Last year, there were two shops in the city that used glue. Yes, I saw that the bottle looked good, but it was closed at noon and glued on, and it fell off before the cannon was set off on the 30th night.

By this year, it is estimated that it will be a paste.

"Know it!"

Little Six grinned, revealing his missing front teeth.

The child is just at the age of changing teeth, coupled with gluttony, the child's father still spoils the child, this tooth has suffered. Two days ago when I was young, two candies were put into the mouth, and a front tooth was directly stuck. A burst of speech is out of breath.

But my own child still has to feel distressed.

After a while, seeing Xiao Liuzi running out with two more candies, Aunt Six didn't make another sound.

It wasn't until the man of the family went out wearing a jacket that he packed two paper bags with meatballs, the real ones, each bag weighed a catty less, and was wrapped tightly with cotton wrap.

This is sent to the young people who stand guard and patrol.

Standing guard and patrolling on New Year's Eve is hard work, and the adults in the village must remember it well.

It wasn't just Lao Li who gave wine.

The sixth child also gave things.

One is for the shopkeeper and the other is for the cashier, as it should be.

"Well, I'll be back in a minute."

"Make me a pot of noodle soup at noon, I will eat it leisurely, and it will be another fierce battle at night."

The sixth child said seriously.

Aunt Six hit her man directly.

What fierce battle?

Not even drinking.

"Go ahead, no plastic surgery."

My mother-in-law's beating and scolding, could that be beating and scolding?

That's love!

Inheriting the glorious tradition of men from the black land, the sixth child hummed a tune and walked towards Tunzikou. As soon as he walked in, he found that Mr. Mo was chatting with two young people from Tunzikou.

On New Year's Eve, standing guard is hard work, chatting or something is normal.

If it weren't for the fear of drinking and delaying things, Lao Li and Lao Liu would definitely set up a table for the young people, put a copper pot, and boil two pots of wine.

However, it is rare for Mr. Mo to appear here.

"Mr. Mo, good morning."

"Sixth brother, good morning."

Goethe responded with a smile, but the sixth child waved his hands repeatedly.

"Don't, you don't dare to call brother, you can call Lao Liu. If you call Liu brother and let the people in the village hear it, you will poke my spine."

Ever since Goethe wiped out wild boars, big worms, and blind bears that day, no one dared to rank seniority in front of Goethe, nor could he do so.

Who dares?

Then wait to be scolded as a white-eyed wolf.

They wiped out such a big disaster for the village, you make people call you brother.

How big is your face?

This is still in the village.

What if it spread outside?

People from ten miles and eight villages have to talk about it, look, just the people in this village, who have no conscience and turn big cloves of garlic, can't marry (marry) in the past, and they will definitely regret it when they pass.

If this word gets out, other people in the village will have the intention to kill people.

This affects future generations.

The sixth child has a son of his own.

That is also to be passed on from generation to generation.

He can't take it.

The young man on the side covered his mouth happily.

why?

When Lao Li and Lao Liu were in the shop, one sang good faces and the other bad faces.

Old Li is pale.

Old sixth black face.

This is not to show off, but there must be rules in the shop, otherwise the business will be ruined.

Therefore, the sixth child is carrying it most of the time.

Coupled with the fact that he had read books in the early years, it is also suitable for the sixth child to wear it.

Therefore, the two young people laughed when they saw Lao Liu's appearance.

"What are you laughing laughing."

"Here, your sixth aunt fried it for you."

"Give some to the children in the gun tower."

The sixth child handed over the two pockets.

"Hey, thanks Aunt Six."

"Thank you, Aunt Six."

The two young men were also confused, opening their mouths to thank Aunt Six and not mentioning Uncle Six at all.

The sixth child didn't bother to care about it.

He knows that the children are messy, but the fundamentals are good.

Standing here, he dared to pat his chest and said that whenever something happened to him outside, these kids would be the first to rush forward and fight desperately.

Reliable at critical moments.

usually?

If you mess up, just mess up.

He, the sixth child, is used to it.

Then, Lao Liu was surprised to find that Mr. Mo had also caught several balls.

"Mr. Mo, please wait."

"I'll get it for you again."

The sixth child turned around and ran away.

After a while, he was rescued.

Good guy.

The sixth child came back directly with the basin in his hand.

"Eat as much as you want."

Lao Liu refers to the basin.

"I can't eat that much, just take some."

Goethe smiled wryly.

He was hungry for a moment and couldn't hold back.

It is impossible to squat at the gate of the village and eat croquettes, mainly the croquettes that were fried earlier, which are already cold at this time, and they are not very tasty. You have to wait until they are put together with roasted pork and fried tofu, and topped with scallions and ginger slices , add water and steam it in a pot, and pinch two coriander leaves when it comes out of the pot.

Make excuses twice.

The sixth child gave some meatballs to the young man on guard, and then went back with the basin.

"Aunt Six fried delicious meatballs."

"Well, I heard from my mother that Aunt Six used to work as a cook in the city, and her skills are not bad."

"It's really a blessing that Uncle Six is ​​able to marry Aunt Six."

"That's not true."

The young men on guard chatted.

The old sixth is gone, and the young people began to respectfully call him Uncle Six.

Goethe on the side listened interestingly and continued to ask a few more questions.

Just like before, it's all just random stuff.

Some parents are short-tempered.

Some country anecdotes.

There are also some weirdos.

In short, it is so do as the Romans do.

In the past, Goethe didn't like to listen to it, and it was annoying.

But with the appearance of the profession [Returner], he really loves to hear it.

Maybe it's because this place is similar to 'home'.

"Let me tell you, Mr. Mo, that yellow skin is really not a thing. Relying on its own magic skills, it has attracted several girls, and even stopped people to ask them. It looks like a man and a god."

"If you want to say that it looks like a human being, although it can walk upright like a human being, its cultivation is useless. If it holds a grudge, your house will be restless."

"If you want to say that it is like a god, it will immediately become a fairy, but if you open your mouth, you will have to bear its sins. Maybe it will be a disaster."

Around and around, the words circled back to Xian'er again.

There is no way.

Who made the black land feature folk customs?

"What's the matter, it's not right to say anything."

The other young man was fascinated and couldn't help scratching his head.

"Who said it wasn't?"

Those who tell this story don't know how to solve it, they can only be bared.

Then, the two involuntarily looked at Goethe.

Mr. Mo, a powerful man, must know.

The two young men thought at the same time, and couldn't help asking.

"Just say that it looks like a 1.7-meter-high protruding double ponytail, beautiful, rich, kind-hearted, and just like a big beauty who fell in love with me at first sight."

Goethe did it instinctively, and he spoke out directly.

The two young men were taken aback.

Blinked.

Look like this is okay?

"Mr. Mo, are you kidding me?"

asked the storyteller.

"Of course...it's a joke."

Seeing the suspicious eyes of the two young men, Goethe sighed.

Throw out the stalk, can't catch it, it makes people uncomfortable.

Moreover, I have always been called Mr., am I used to it?

Why is it inexplicable, and there is an idol burden?

Goethe thought in his heart, but his expression became serious.

he said.

"When you meet a yellow-skinned son for a seal, you must say that it looks like a human, but it is better than saying that it looks like a god-it has soared in the daytime, leaving you to bear the sins, can you bear it?"

"It is said that it looks like a human, but its cultivation base is gone. Although it can stand and walk, the harm is not serious."

"Besides, you can still discuss with it. Don't come to my house to make trouble. If you agree, I'll let you go. If you don't agree, we'll just lie here together today. It's better than you hustling at my house."

This time, the two young men nodded repeatedly.

Obviously agree with this statement.

More admiration appeared on his face involuntarily.

And the one with a simple and honest face even wiped the gun again and again.

That appearance seems to be saying, with a gun in hand, I am not afraid of you.

Didn't think about it at all, this is the possibility of the story.

call out!

While the three of them were chatting, a whistle sounded from the gun tower.

somebody is coming!

Still a stranger!

Today, except for Lao Li who brought Li Changhai and Li Fugui to burn incense on his godmother's tree, no one has left the village. The number of people who come at this time can be distinguished.

The two young men raised their firearms directly.

No one reminded Goethe to hide or something.

In the eyes of the two young people, this is not necessary at all.

Mr. Mo still needs to remind?

Moreover, with Goethe here, the morale of the two of them rose steadily.

It seems that the sky is falling without fear.

Gradually, a convoy appeared in the field of vision of the two of them.

The team was mixed, including horses, donkeys, and mules. At a rough glance, there were as many as seventy or eighty people. Some were holding firearms, some were simple knives, and more were whistle sticks.

The leader was wearing a suede dog-skin jacket and a dog-skin hat. He held a whip in his hand and a short firearm in his waist. When he was forty or fifty meters away from Lijiatun, he shook his whip.

Snapped!

"Heck, woo."

The donkey cart stopped steadily, and the leader walked over directly.

"I am Boss Zhao from Zhaojiatun on Ivory Mountain."

Before he got there, this one called out.

"It's Uncle Zhao!"

The honest boy shouted directly.

The other one also breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who celebrate the New Year, even if they are not afraid, do not want to bleed and cause trouble.

"Looking for uncle, why did you come back?"

The honest boy ran over and asked.

"The road was a bit uneven. There was trouble on the 'Longevity Road', so I took everyone to detour. Fortunately, I made it back on Thirty Days, otherwise everyone would have to celebrate the New Year on the road."

Zhao Da showed a northern man's smile and pointed to the convoy behind him.

The familiar people in the car were also shouting loudly.

When the people in the village heard the movement, they all rushed out.

"Brother Zhao, let's go after we have a bite to eat, we can catch up."

Aunt Six shouted directly.

This is not politeness, but confidence.

Lijiatun is well-known and wealthy in the vicinity, and only Lijiatun dares to say this. If you change to other villages, you will make people laugh when you say this. Everyone squeezed their noses to admit it, and then they had to tighten their belts to eat bran and wild vegetables.

In the past, Li Jiatun did not dare.

However, since Lao Li made a fortune, he has confidence.

"No, girl."

"Everyone is returning home like an arrow."

"Just ask for a bowl of hot water to drink."

Zhao Da has been away from home all year round, and his speech is a bit off-putting.

"Look, Brother Zhao, what you said."

"There's no need to discuss it."

"Wait, I'll ask the mothers-in-law to bring it out."

Aunt Six turned around and went back to the village as she spoke. The men are all there, but they don’t need their hands. The men have already chatted with the people in the motorcade. If there are smokers, give them a cigarette. I touched a handful of melon seeds and came out.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone is rich.

Not to mention other things, like cigarettes, usually reluctant.

Most of them use dry tobacco to satisfy their hunger.

By the time the mothers-in-law and aunts brought out the bowls and water, everyone had already warmed up.

After all, they are all from ten miles and eight villages.

Going deeper, almost all of them are close relatives.

"Come, try the baked bun."

"My family's roasted Wowo is more fragrant than roasted buns, and has dates."

Enthusiasm is overflowing in front of the village, even the wind and snow can't stop it.

Zhaojiatun's convoy stopped for about half an hour, and then went on the road again.

"After the second year of junior high school, I will come to Lijiatun to pay New Year's greetings on the third day of junior high school."

Boss Zhao said.

This folklore focuses on grandma’s house in the first grade of junior high school, grandma’s house in the second grade of junior high school, and brothers and sisters and close friends in the third grade of junior high school. Boss Zhao put Li Jiatun in the third year of junior high school, obviously treating Li Jiatun as a relative.

"Okay, I'll warm up some wine and wait for you."

This is what Lao Li said.

When the Zhaojiatun team was drinking water just now, Lao Li came back with Li Changhai and Li Fugui.

"OK!"

One answer, one crack of the whip.

Boss Zhao is also a cheerful person, with no twists and turns.

Zhao's convoy left.

Goethe stood aside and watched the convoy.

He looked at everyone with big bags and small bags, and carefully observed the expressions on everyone's faces.

Excitement, apprehension and unconcealable joy.

miss!

But close to the nostalgia!

In an instant, Goethe's [heart] started beating again, just like before [heart] guided him to come here. Looking at the convoy in front of him, Goethe thought of a kind of trickle converging to the sea, and swallows throwing themselves into the forest and rushing back. Nest perception.

【Homecoming. Homecoming】!

The fifth step is completed in an instant.

Even the sixth order is about to appear.

【Homecoming. Reunion】!

The name has surfaced in [heart], but it is incomplete.

It's just the name that emerges, but there is no real promotion.

But it was enough for Goethe to be delighted.

What a surprise.

However, right away, Goethe wanted to roll his eyes.

[Spirit of the Blood Raven] I saw the young lady of the Wang family.

With guards, drive the car.

Obviously, I came to Lijiatun for the New Year.

Goethe subconsciously thought about how to prevaricate, but the next moment he squinted his eyes.

There are people behind the convoy.

Hu Yidao.

They are acquaintances.

However, it was the white-haired girl next to Hu Yidao that caught Goethe's attention.

Goethe has seen less gray hair, so it is not surprising.

But it was the first time Goethe saw a girl with white hair and fluffy ears.

This is?