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Chapter 936: Childhood Sweetheart

This time the four old men said in unison, Qin Feng was scared out of his wits by them, thinking in his heart that even if you are kind to me, you can't be put under house arrest like a prisoner, right?

The chicken farm can’t go on anymore, don’t you even have the freedom to go out? This is not the past, it’s not the era when you can go beyond the law and soak the pigs.

The four old men also felt that they were a little frightening to the children, so they slowed down a little. Old Li from Li Village said, "This is Lingshan. Back then, your ancestors were also immigrants. Since you settled on this mountain, the weather has always been good in this area. Someone has already said that this mountain must be guarded by your family, otherwise there will be big troubles."

Not only far-fetched, but also nonsense, Qin Feng didn't dare to refute, just thinking that there is only one seedling left in his family in this generation, so he can't be under house arrest until the end of the family, right?

Seeming to see what he was thinking, Old Wang said kindly: "It's not that you are not allowed to go out. You used to sell chickens to sell. What we mean is that this is your home, it is yours, and you want it The memorial tablet of the family's ancestral hall is here, and you also remember that your roots are here, and no one else is allowed to enter."

Aren't you trying to play me to death? 217 Qin Feng had a sad face, thinking in his heart, the chicken has dropped to three or four yuan a catty, if I stay here again, what will I do in the future?

Others are rich and powerful, but I can't. If I don't make money, I have to sit and eat.

Old Wang still felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so he said with a smile: "That's it, you are not allowed to sell chicken farms, tell us if you have any difficulties, don't think that we don't know what you are thinking, don't worry, the girl in our village will go After going to college, she must be your daughter-in-law when she comes back.

I'm talking about Wang Xiaohui, big brother...... Uncle, what age is this, can you take care of it? They won't let you!

Speaking of this, Lao Li also laughed and said: "That's right, you two had the best fun since you were young. That girl liked to catch loaches with you when she was young, and she cried when she couldn't see her for a day. What's that called... ... Childhood sweetheart? Yes, childhood sweetheart, haha..."

She catches loach for fun, but for me, is it a good life or not? The meaning is different.

Before Qin Feng could speak, Lao Zhao made a final decision: "That's it, you are not allowed to sell, if you sell you, you are sorry for your parents, sorry for your ancestors, and sorry for the folks who watched you grow up so much! Let's go, the three old big brothers come to my house for a drink , It's so far here, I'm tired of walking.

The four old brothers left with their shoulders together, leaving Qin Feng standing blankly in front of the chicken coop, with a pile of chicken feathers rolled up by the breeze...

If he doesn’t sell chicken farms, he has no capital. What can he do in the city without capital?

This is not a few years ago. A few years ago when he just graduated, he might be able to fight hard. Go now, it is too late to do anything.

Sighing lightly, Qin Feng planned to go into the room to fry a few eggs to cheer himself up, when he saw a person in the blink of an eye, when he saw this person, he thought he had time-traveled instantly.

This is an old Taoist priest, with a plain green robe, a wooden hairpin stuck in his high protruding hair, gray hair, long gray beard... By the way, this beard is half a foot long

He gently twisted it with his fingers, and he carried a coarse cloth package on his back.

He smiled faintly, squinted at Qin Feng, his Taoist robe swayed gently in the breeze, full of Dao bone fairy wind!

Qin Feng's first feeling was that he was hallucinating. In this day and age, he has never seen a Taoist, but no one is dressed as professionally as this old Taoist. There is a pair of cloth shoes under the Taoist robe, which look very clean, not at all. There was no rush of mud, so that's certainly not true.

I heard people say that when people are depressed and in a trance, it is easy to see unclean things...

His heart suddenly turned cold, he won't meet him, right?

However, unclean things can't have such a godly spirit, right? Look at that posture, he's a full-fledged Taoist, and he can turn into a wild ghost to scare people, right? (ajci)

If it is not clean, the image should not be like this, it should be rotten, covered with maggots, occasionally a piece of flesh falls off the face, and a little strong is drilled out of the nostrils..... One more eyeball pops out. perfect.

Made up his mind, Qin Feng just stood there without saying a word, waiting to see how the old man would react.

If it's really something unclean, if it doesn't scare anyone, it should go away in despair.

The old Taoist held his breath quite calmly, he was still stroking his beard without speaking, his Taoist robe was blown by the wind, as if he was not standing on the ground, but was floating.

"Gu..." A strange sound broke the rare silence.

Too bad, Qin Feng's stomach is hungry, and it's obviously not an option to continue to consume like this, no matter whether it's a Taoist or something unclean, he always doesn't know he's hungry, and he suffers from this kind of confrontation.

But after a while, "The same voice came from the old Taoist...

After all, Qin Feng won. The old man coughed lightly and said loudly: "Young man, you showed me the hope of saving the world."

At this moment, Qin Feng really felt that his life had been planted.

Qin Feng's dining room is very spacious, but there is only a small table with two people sitting beside it.

The words of the old Taoist made Qin Feng fully realize that this is a human being, not a ghost. Since he is a human being and a Taoist priest, he must be here for alms...

No, Taoist priests don’t seem to have such a saying, monks are the ones who ask for alms, Taoist priests have to rely on their ability to eat, treat people to a doctor, tell fortunes and exorcise evil spirits, so that they can have food to eat, no matter how bad it is, you have to give a talisman, Taoist priests are more sad than monks.

So Qin Feng could well understand why the old Taoist said that, and he must think it was fortune-telling.

In fact, fortune-telling is nothing, just say a few words casually, as long as you make people happy, others will give you money, don't look at it as nonsense, it is also skillful and knowledgeable.

Qin Feng didn't make things difficult for him, and didn't even ask more questions, and invited him in for a meal. In his opinion, it was just more bowls and more chopsticks.

Looking at the table again, there is a plate of scrambled eggs and a bowl of chicken soup. There are still chicken feet, chicken necks, chicken heads and chicken butts floating in the soup. The old man sighed and said with difficulty: "This... ...Little brother, just now I took the liberty of being poor."

Qin Feng smiled generously: "It's okay, just ask the Taoist priest to pay attention before speaking next time, and consider the other party's IQ.

The old man looked at him bitterly, thinking that the other party didn't understand, so he said tactfully: "everything changes, you should adapt to the time and place. This is philosophy. To put it simply, don't use your IQ. Analogy to others...I mean, what you can figure out, others may not be able to figure out.

"Pin Dao understands." The old Daoist looked at the dining table resentfully, "It's just that there is one more thing to ask."

Qin Feng said boldly: "If you have something to say, serving the people is my highest ideal."