I found that there is a problem with Lao Tzu all over the world, that is, when he scolds his son, he never thinks about whether it will affect him. A rabbit cub on the left and a turtle grandson on the right, why don't you want to think about who gave birth to it.

So after Wang Youcai graduated, he asked me to be contained, the salary is not high, but at least I don't have to look at Lao Tzu's face, anyway, I have come to college in the past few years, and I am quite happy to go to work. I can't see that this kid can endure hardships so much, I knew that I could still press the salary a little more. Our heart is still not black enough, or we can't become capitalists.

This time, it was because I knew that my mother was sick, and it was quite a long time, so I rushed back to take care of it. Of course, during this time, Lao Wang was busy enough, and those who took their daughter-in-law and children to run around were always old husbands and wives, and they were very emotional.

Wang Youcai also saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't find fault with it at all in this regard, and the relationship between the two eased somewhat. Lao Wang saw that his son was back, it just happened to be a hurdle, so don't hold it, and all the treatment that the second generation should have will be returned to him. After hearing this, I was also embarrassed, "Then it's really not for Ah Hua?"

Wang Youcai took the two of us to a farmhouse-like restaurant, saying that this store is like this, don't look at the outside like a farm, the business is very good. The local bosses in the city especially like to come here to eat, and the craftsmanship is good and quiet.

He booked a place early in the morning, and as soon as we were seated in the private room, a waiter came to ask if we could serve food. Wang Youcai asked me what to drink, and I said that it was red and expensive. I don't want to taste the taste of a hundred dollars of red wine today. The waiter didn't care, it seems that she is not uncommon with this kind of dirt bun like me. Wang Youcai knew that I was joking, so he arranged it and let the waiter serve the food.

My little fox's recent meal has indeed come down, but the essence of foodie is still there, and you can eat it when you encounter something delicious. The farmhouse is very real, the characteristic is to give a lot, the vegetables are used in large pots, deliberately make that little rustic taste, it is also a selling point.

You wonder if those local bosses used to squat at the door to eat with a big sea bowl with a gap, this is what people want. If you insist on pulling them to some foreign restaurant to eat a small piece of meat in the middle of that big white porcelain plate, he can also go, and when he goes out, he will scold you for not being authentic, just having face and no lining, and it is not worth paying.

I tasted the wine after serving, and it was not bad, but there was a difference with the fifty yuan. After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Wang Youcai talked to me about a few local bosses here in Yucheng, who are all fighting heroes among local tyrants. Driving a two-million-dollar car, swaggering through the market with a rustic golden song, the car window must be lowered, and if you don't put down nonsense, you know who I am.

This kind of mentality of not returning to the hometown is like walking at night in brocade clothes, so that they can interpret it vividly. Let's just say that he is Laozi, that is the same, once went to a star-rated hotel in the city to eat, it was spring and March, and he had to ask the hotel owner to give him an elm money meal. The boss has never seen this request, but there is no way, not to mention that all the guests are guests, and he can't afford to provoke this guest.

Send people everywhere to give him elm money, these years you are in the city, where to get you elm money, so anxious that you stomp your feet. Lao Wang said that I knew that there was an old elm tree in the mountain on the outskirts of the city, and I grew up eating the elm money from that tree when I was a child. Throw the key to your big run on the table, just like that, drive my car, go and go back quickly.

The boss sent someone to lead the two security guards to the outskirts of the city, and really found the old elm tree, so he got the elm money back. But as soon as he got back, it was the cook's turn to get mad, and these cooks were all dug up from the outside at a great price, how could he have done this, and the boss had to lead the cook up again to ask for instructions.

Lao Wang was not annoyed, and said that ninety percent of the elm money was stirred into cornmeal, steamed in the pot of the upper drawer, and the water was cooked as soon as it bloomed, and there was enough firewood for that stove. When I'm done, I got some shallots, picked the green and white onions, and chopped them for me. By the way, there is no old pickled soup in the next year, a whole bowl, and Lao Tzu wants to mix elm money rice to eat.

Although the chef has never done it, but the craftsmanship is there, and he understands it when he listens, so he will serve the local boss well, and the moon can give the hotel a scourge, and a local boss will ask for elm money rice, Lao Wang has just raised a trend, and people who have not eaten elm money rice in a star hotel, then you are not really soil, ah, no, then you are not a real trench.

Hearing this, Su Er and I quietly looked at each other, the old elm tree on the outskirts of the city, isn't that the goal of the two of us coming back. I smiled and asked Wang Youcai: "Xiao Wang, I heard that there is a chemical factory in your industrial park here, and the elm money from the old elm tree can still be eaten?"

Wang Youcai also smiled: "You can still eat it in front of your head, but if you let them get it now, you probably won't dare to eat it." "Yes, I heard that the mountains have been made by the chemical factory, and the old elm tree will be able to have elm money in two years." "Isn't it, my dad was talking about it two days ago, saying it's a pity. ”

I pretended to be casual and asked, "Hey, who invested in the chemical plant, and the city didn't ban it because of this emission standard?" Xiao Wang tilted his head and thought for a while, "It's one of our local bosses here, named Zhang Million." That person is not old and kind, I heard my dad say that both black and white sell him face, I guess the relationship between the upper and lower levels has been opened. ”

I'm a little scratched in my heart, it's hard to get this, it's the soil boss and the road, the whole one is rich and powerful, you hear that name is worth millions, just our little shrimp, how can we talk to people.

I didn't mention it here, and drank with Wang Youcai for a while, and when Wang Youcai was full, he sent us back to the hotel, and said that if there is any need, call him at any time, I am looking for him to find out what is free these days, the old lady is still lying on the hospital bed, I am always troublesome, and it is not suitable. Hearing me say this, Wang Youcai didn't insist.

The two of us went upstairs to think about it, so let's talk to the elm spirit first to see what it means, whether we want to fight in literature or martial arts. If I want Wendou, I want to talk to Zhang Million, although people may not be able to meet me. If you want Wu Dou Ming'er, I'm going to throw dung.

Early the next morning, we took a taxi with my daughter-in-law and we came to the industrial park, and when I arrived at this place, Su Er was obviously not very comfortable, and the smell in the air was too spicy to the eyes. I started to rethink my plans, and it wasn't really easy for people to work in this kind of environment.

The small river outside the park is foaming at the water, and if you can fish out a living creature here, it definitely has the potential to evolve into an alien. We hurried into the mountains, and felt a little better when we entered the forest, but the trees at the edge of the forest were obviously hanging, and there were not even a few leaves in the month, and they were almost naked.

After we climbed for a while, we saw a towering ancient tree, a big tree, a good fellow, and the canopy of the tree was almost half a basketball court. The trunk of the tree was wrapped in a large red cloth, and I saw that under the root of the tree there was a small altar made of stones, on which was placed an incense burner, and on the side were melted candles.

It seems that there are many people who come to worship in normal times. This is normal, people naturally have a sense of worship for this particularly large ancient tree, and it is not uncommon to come to make a wish or something. We walked around the tree several times, but we didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

I turned my head and asked Su Er: "Sister, what should we do next? I didn't bring a fragrant wax paper, money, fruits, pears and peaches or something in a hurry, how should I invite it to the old man?" Su Er also couldn't do anything, "Otherwise, you can call it directly." ”

"What's it called?", "You just call it, maybe it can hear it." ”

"Girl, no, your idea is a bit too casual. "How, shout and don't suffer, anyway, there is no one else here. ”

"No, then why don't you call it?", "You're the team leader." ”

Well, I didn't get any benefit from the team leader, and the work was all mine anyway. I looked at the big tree trunk, took two steps back, and saw that there was indeed no one on the left and right, so I whispered like an underground party: "What's inside, I'm from the Shemale Society, ah no, I'm from the Shemale Mutual Aid Alliance." Big brother, ah no, uncle, phew, what's inside, uncle, can you hear uncle?"

I said this back and forth three times, except for the rustle of the leaves made by the wind, there was no other movement, I looked at Su Er again, and saw her put her two little fleshy hands in front of her mouth, I understood, that meant to make me shout loudly. I looked left and right again, and took two steps out to make sure that no one was coming, and then I crossed my waist and shouted loudly.

"Uncle!Uncle!Old Elm!Old Elm, can you hear me, Old Elm!I'm from the Shemale Mutual Aid League! I heard a squeak, Old Elm!" I was shouting hard, and an old voice came from behind me. "What are you shouting?"

I turned my head and saw an old man standing not far away, dressed in a coarse old military uniform and wearing an old-fashioned military hat on his head, looking like an old Red Army. Oops, shame, shame, I didn't see anyone just now, I'm afraid I ran into a ranger.

"Young man, what are you shouting?" the old man took two more steps towards me with his hands behind his back, and I looked at Su Er, who was pretending to look around at the scenery. I scratched my head, a little embarrassed, and said, "No, uncle, it's not good, I'm practicing my voice." ”

Uncle looked at me, "Liansheng, what are you calling me to do?" ”

"What?" I was stunned, I didn't call you, I know who you are, dare to love this old man's surname Yu?

The uncle pointed to the old elm tree and said, "Didn't you just call me?"

As soon as Su Er heard this, he immediately looked at the old man, and at this moment I also came back to my senses a little, and stumbled: "Big... Uncle, you... You're the old elm?", "Isn't it, I just heard you shouting over there, and you howled when I came back." ”