Restart the Flying Age

Draught does not forget the well digger.

　　 For the young and old in Liyuan Village, the old Wu’s house at the entrance of the village is their well digger.

　　 The strong laborers who can go out in the village all take the labor export channel that was built in the past and go out to work.

　　 As for the old, weak, sick and disabled who can’t go out, they don’t stay idle and start a farmhouse, and their income is no different from going out to work.

　　 In this way, the days are naturally rising.

　　 There is a steady stream of income, and even the women who have married in Liyuan Village are full of confidence to return to their parents' home.

　　 Occasionally, people from outside the village will inevitably have some envy, jealousy and hatred: Didn’t they just hug the thigh of the old Wu’s family in your village?

　　 However, at this time, the ladies who return to their parents' homes tend to hold their **** even more proud and proud: How can you drop it?

　　 Of course, when Wu Tao was walking on the cement road in the village, no girl would really dare to come and hug his thigh.

But when strolling along the peculiar road in the village, I always inadvertently ran into a pretty girl at a corner. She had been waiting for a long time, but she pretended to be an unexpected reunion, taking the opportunity to say Just a few words.

　　 Such inadvertent encounters again and again, as more and more things are carried on his shoulders and carried in his hands, Song Guanghui also understands: "Boss, these little ladies are deliberate, right?"

　　 In fact, Wu Tao knew it well, but when Song Guanghui said it, his taste suddenly changed.

　　 all the way to the village branch, Wu Tao saw Gao Jinda and Lao Ding greet them face to face with smiles from a distance.

　　 The rapid development of the village in the past few years has allowed these two people to hold the top two positions in the village branch for many years.

It’s just that the authority of these two people is getting smaller and smaller. In the village, no matter how big or small, they will first go to the old Wu’s house at the entrance of the village to ventilate. However, if there is no objection in the small villa, Gao Jinda will say in the loudspeaker that he has got the old Wu’s house. support.

　　 Wu Tao guessed that this is how the post of director of women of my old lady might have been obtained.

　　 After communicating with these two mud-legged cadres, Wu Tao didn't speak, just nodding his head was enough.

　　 Gao Jinda habitually touched the cigarette, and immediately stuffed it back in a jealous manner. It is the old Ding who is good at work. He cut the entrance from Wu Binghua and successfully let Wu Tao open the golden mouth.

　　Wu Tao just glanced at the newly repaired village branch, and didn't mean to go in.

　　 Gao Jinda was also acquainted, and after occupying Wu Tao for three minutes, they left decisively.

　　 After this incident, Wu Tao didn't have any interest in wandering to the west of the village anymore. He turned around and started to go home.

　　 The old-fashioned Da Hei had no interest in everything, and walked silently, unlike when he was released when he was a child, he had to sniff the cow dung on the side of the road.

　　 This dog is old after all.

　　 Wu Tao kicked Da Hei, only in exchange for it to turn around and wagging its tail, the enthusiasm that used to be posted is gone.

　　 When Song Guanghui saw this, he began to recommend the wealthy dogs raised in the city to him. Wu Tao listened to his troubles and decisively told him to shut up.

　　 Song Guanghui stopped talking, and the world immediately became clean.

　　 On the way back, there were more people going from house to house. Everyone was chatting with enthusiasm, and there were many foreign tourists staying in the farmhouse.

　　According to this estimate of passenger flow, there will only be a lot more in the spring of the coming year, and the situation of epidemic prevention and sanitation is really serious.

　　 Gao Jinda is right. In the past few years, Liyuan Village has indeed entered a well-off society.

　　 But there are nearly a hundred families that have built small western-style houses. Many people's styles are based on the style of the vineyards, so that they are scattered and scattered, and they have a pastoral taste in their lives.

　　While passing by San Shu's intersection, Wu Tao saw Xiao Qi standing there eagerly from a distance, holding something anxiously in his hand.

　　 took a closer look and found out that it was wine, the kind made in-house.

　　 Xiao Qi stuffed the wine into Wu Tao's arms, blushing and unable to jump out a word. Until Ma Xiuqin walked over from home, Xiao Qi was even more speechless.

　　 Wu Tao called out his third aunt from a distance, smiled and patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder, "Have you eaten yet?"

　　 "No...not yet!" Xiao Qi gradually became bolder when he was photographed: "I just came back from school, but I haven't had time."

By the way, I took the child and said, "I didn't eat it, so let's go to my house." After Wu Tao finished speaking, he said to Ma Xiuqin, "Third aunt, call the second grandfather and third uncle, too, my old uncle will be the chef tonight. ."

Ma Xiuqin has been pampered in the past few years, and the squatters on her body have faded a lot, making her laugh more comfortable, "No, Xiaotao. Your second grandfather has passed, and your third uncle and I have eaten it. You take Xiaoqi Just take it over."

　　 The family doesn’t talk about two things.

　　 This request, Ma Xiuqin mentioned is exceptionally natural.

　　 "That's OK, let's go first." Wu Tao embraced Xiao Qi and left. It took two steps before I remembered to turn around and said, "Auntie, there are too many things on Guanghui. If you need it, take some back."

　　 Ma Xiuqin glanced roughly, then waved his hand: "They are all good things, I can't take them. The big guys are watching on the road, and there is a heart on the left and right. You should take them home properly."

Too. Wu Tao nodded, "Then I will let someone send me the things I brought back from Jinling."

　　 Putting on Xiao Qi's shoulders, Wu Tao looks very social, chatting with the child, only when he talks about the content of school and learning, can he answer fluently.

　　 This child is also shy at home.

　　 If this kind of energy can be divided into Xiao Jiang, it will be perfect.

　　When I returned to the vineyard, it was different from the previous desertedness. The house was already crowded with people.

　　 A large group of people in the yard were busy Zhang Luo for dinner, Wu Tao called all the way, and when he called his aunt Yao Xiujuan, as his subordinate, he was a little embarrassed.

　　 After Song Guanghui put down all the souvenirs on her body, Zhang Huilan just came over and glanced at it, and then walked away with little interest.

　　 Second aunt Zhang Xuemei said with a curious expression: "Sister, these are all good things. If you are not rare, we can take them away."

　　 Zhang Huilan waved her hand, "Take them all, take them all, what good things my son hasn't seen?!"

　　 There is nothing wrong with this.

　　 But Wu Tao frowned, "Mom, you obviously don't like it, is it appropriate to throw the pot like this for me?"

　　 Zhang Xuemei stuck out her tongue and looked at Wu Tao and meant: That's it for your mother.

　　 It's the aunt Xia Li who came over~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and picked them up one by one, and commented on it in a professional tone of a businessman. In the end, it confirmed the conclusion of my old lady: they are all good things, and she has seen better ones.

　　 Entered the kitchen and greeted the old uncle. When he turned around and came out again, Wu Tao was surrounded by a group of children.

　　 Zhang Chao, the son of the old uncle’s family, Luo Xu from the second aunt’s family, and even Zhang Le from the younger aunt’s family, all gathered around, each cousin yelling.

　　 Wu Tao looked at it and felt something was missing, and then came back to his senses, "Hey, mom, where are Xiao Jiang and the black egg?"

　　 Zhang Huilan paused, "The two children are in their first year of high school, and they are very busy with their studies. They said they won't be back tonight."

　　 Wu Tao touched Xiao Qi's head, "Xiao Qi's graduating class in the third grade of junior high school is back, they are so busy!"

　　 Zhang Huilan can't make up anymore, "They are not afraid of you. They can hide for a while." The topic changed, "Quickly come in, your little uncle has been here for a long time, and there is no one to accompany you..."