An old man in the same village died, and Old Man Li was not at home, so his mother could only go up first to help with the handle.

The countryside is not like the city, there are hotels, funeral parlors and other places to handle funerals, the death of the elderly in the countryside can only be done in their own homes, and the villagers of the same production team will spontaneously go to the main house to help.

Of course, the host will also symbolically send two packs of cigarettes and a red envelope, and the red envelope will only be dozens of yuan, and it is more of a human relationship.

Ma Lan's parents were not at home, and Ma Lan's grandfather and mother went to help.

The two of them, who didn't have lunch, fried two dishes together and made do with it.

Malan washes vegetables and stir-fries.

Li Changfeng washes rice and cooks rice.

Very reasonable division of labor.

After eating and cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, Ma Lan stepped back to his home with cheerful little steps and slept a beautiful beauty sleep.

After a while, Old Man Li came back in a three-wheeled motorcycle, although he had two huge black circles under his eyes, but he gave people the feeling of being in good spirits, and jumped off the three-wheeled motorcycle: "Don't say it, I think this fishing base is a reliable business." ”

Old man Li has been soaking in the two fishing bases all this time, although he spent two hundred yuan to rent two fishing rods to hang two small crucian carp, but he does not feel a loss at all.

On the contrary, I feel that I have made a lot of money.

The two fishing bases are simply full, and the pond is full of anglers in three steps with one rod and five steps.

At the base where you can fish at night, there are many anglers chatting quietly by the pond at night.

Old man Li made a rough estimate in his heart, the daily turnover of the two fishing bases is more than tens of thousands of yuan, and if you remove miscellaneous expenses, you can earn 1,800 a day.

It's a lot more lucrative than digging sand out of the river.

Taking advantage of Old Man Li's temptation, Li Changfeng hurriedly said: "We also have to contract this vacant land as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

"I'm going to go to the village headquarters to sign a contract with the village chief now. ”

Old man Li thought about it, felt that Li Changfeng's words made sense, stepped on a three-wheeled motorcycle, and was about to leave with a fire.

"It's useless to go to the village, Uncle Li Tieru has passed away, and everyone in the village has gone to help. ”

Li Tieru is an old man who has passed away, although he is over eighty years old, he and Old Man Li are the same generation, and the relationship between the two is also a distant cousin.

Li Changfeng's family is slow, and his seniority in the village has always been very large, and many people in Wangu Village who are forty or fifty years old have to bow their heads and call their uncle when they see Li Changfeng, and there are even one or two who want to call Li Changfeng's old uncle......

"Why is it so sudden, isn't it tough during the New Year?"

There was only such a person of the same generation as Old Man Li in the village, and when he suddenly heard the news, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"I heard that I fell in the toilet while brushing my teeth in the morning, and I was choked when I found it. ”

"I went up to take a look first, and when I bumped into the village chief, I was talking to him and asking him to prepare the contract. ”

Old man Li hurriedly rode on the tricycle and left, although he didn't sleep all night, but Li Changfeng didn't stop him, and the old man Li didn't arrange any work to help, just to chat with his relatives and preside over the overall situation.

Bidding farewell to Old Man Li, Li Changfeng turned his head and just wanted to go to the back mountain to water the tea trees, when he heard a huge DJ sound in the distance.

Don't think about it, Li Long drove a new car out to show off......

"Mom, I wish you to drive over the ditch!"

Looking at the monarch that appeared at the bend of the highway not far away, Li Changfeng drew a few circles and cursed in his heart.

When he was a child, he didn't care about the trivial grievances for a long time, he didn't expect Li Long's heart to be as small as mung beans, and he also reported Old Man Li for digging sand.

Spat on the ground, Li Changfeng, who had just turned around, paused, and after a while, turned to look at the gradually approaching Junwei.

He also held a few iron nails that had just been harvested in the morning.

"How do you use this nail?"

Looking at the iron nail in his hand, Li Changfeng fell into a deep confusion.

There are no instructions for the use of the iron nail tree...... Five-star bad review!

Li Changfeng spread out his palms to Junwei, looked at the three iron nails in his palms, and said seriously:

"Target Li Long's tire, Iron Nail-kun, go!"

The three iron nails did not move, and Li Changfeng frowned.

Is it not religious enough?

Li Changfeng nodded heavily at the three iron nails, and said with a sincere expression:

"It's all up to you, Iron Nail-kun!"

The breeze blew, and the three iron nails in the palm of his hand remained motionless.

Is it still necessary to open the altar?

What is grown is a three-free fake and shoddy product?

No, when he picked it in the morning, it was already ripe and ready to pick!

Seeing that Junwei was about to drive into the curve and disappear, Li Changfeng was anxious, regardless of the three iron nails in his hand thrown at Li Long's car.

More than 100 meters apart, even if Li Changfeng used the strength to eat, it would never be possible to throw Li Long's car.

Anyway, I don't know how to use this iron nail, so I should let out a bad breath.

As soon as he threw his hand, Li Changfeng's eyes widened, and he looked at the three iron nails that were speeding towards the monarch in a daze.

It's like a shuriken thrown by a ninja in a Japanese anime.

It's like the stones thrown by the master of hidden weapons in ancient martial arts movies.

The three iron nails did not return, and when they hit, they pierced the tires of the Regal.

Of course, at such a distance, it was impossible for Li Changfeng to see the iron nails pierced into the tires, but he clearly saw that the tires on the left side of the rear wheel were instantly deflated......

"Squeak......

The rear of the car shook violently, accompanied by an uncomfortable sound of brakes......

"Bang ......"

Regal flicked his tail beautifully, and the butt of the car hit the big tree on the side of the road without hesitation...... The taillights shattered in an instant, and debris was scattered all over the ground.

The oncoming motorcycle was so frightened that it almost fell into the ditch of the road......

Twisting and twisting, the uncle who drove the motorcycle controlled the motorcycle that was about to get out of control with his superb driving skills, and he was afraid for a while.

After calming down, he turned his head and scolded Li Long, who was standing next to the car and was almost crying in distress:

"Damn... I can't drive, so I come out and shake a few handfuls of yarn. ”

Li Long: "......"

"Are your eyes decorations, can't you see that Lao Tzu's car tire has burst?"

Li Long, who was stunned, replied with grinning teeth.

"Squeak......

The motorcycle stopped on the side of the road, and the middle-aged uncle stepped off the motorcycle and pulled out a chain lock that locked the motorcycle from the trunk.

The vicious middle-aged uncle shook the chain lock in his hand, walked towards Li Long and asked coldly:

"Who do you say you are?"

Looking at the iron chain that was thicker than his thumb, Li Long was stunned, swallowed and said:

"Uncle, I didn't say you, I'm talking about this broken car, I'm the old man of this broken car!"

"A little kid who doesn't have any hair. The uncle spat on the ground, and then said, "Next time, let me bump into you squirting feces all over your mouth, and your teeth will be broken!"

After speaking, the middle-aged uncle glared at Li Long viciously, and then stepped on the motorcycle and walked slowly.

When the middle-aged uncle walked away, Li Long raised his middle finger at the tail light of the motorcycle and whispered: "Brake the pen!"

"We ordinary people, we're so happy today!"

Li Changfeng, who witnessed everything, hummed a minor tune and walked to the back mountain.