Mao Sheng said that the people in the mountains had never seen such a thing. There are many babies and babies in the village, and there is a lot of food, and business must be very good.

Lao Guo thought about it, so he made an appointment with Maosheng, and Ming'er went to Xinghua Village. If there is a big or small hemp entanglement or something, it is better to ask Maosheng to help take care of it.

Early the next morning, Lao Guo Tou came to Xinghua Village along the newly built spacious road and went straight to Maosheng's house. Mao Sheng was already old-fashioned, so he let him set up a stall in front of the village office, and also helped him shout business everywhere.

Most of the villagers have never seen such a rare scene. Put a small bowl of corn in an iron pot, mix in a little saccharin, and grill it over a charcoal fire for a short while. At a certain hour, he aimed the mouth of the jar into the wire cage, stepped on the valve with his foot, and made a loud "bang". A thick white mist rose into the air, and in the wire cage were some bursting buds as white as snow. Just a small amount of grain can burst more than ten times more. Pinch one and put it in your mouth, with a hint of sweetness. First it was crispy, then it was soft, and finally it was melted by saliva and flowed down the throat and into the stomach. Not only did the babies and cubs go crazy and tear up the adults, go to the grain hoards to dig up grain, popcorn. Even the old man and the old lady who were old and toothless were obsessed with the bowl of budding rice and rushed to the popcorn. Therefore, Lao Guotou's business is very hot, and he regrets that he is late.

In the days to come, Xinghua Village was popular for a while. I don't know who arranged it. It reads:

Xinghua Village, the mountain road is deep, and you can only see rabbits but no people;

The mother-in-law of the He family is a tiger, and the woman of the Li family is an immortal.

The daughter-in-law of the Song family had nothing to do, and led the villagers to welcome the God of Wealth.

built big roads, dug ancestral graves, lost legs and feet and complained about colored flags;

Yesterday I hid from the God of Wealth, and today I am in a hurry to pick up the rich man,

Looking forward to grabbing gold and silver the day after tomorrow, I grabbed a handful of popping flowers.

After Feng'er heard this, she couldn't cry or laugh. She went to the xylophon house and learned it from her. After hearing this, the xylophone laughed and said that there was something wrong with popping flower kernels. Lao Guo Tou is here today, and Guo Caishen will come tomorrow, and if you can't bear it the day after tomorrow, there will be a money giver who will block the door.

Maosheng also asked Lao Guo Tou to fry some popcorn. Lao Guo Tou didn't ask for his handicraft money. Mao Sheng went home, and in less than half a day's work, he made the golden leaf slip away. He had the heart to blow it up again, and he was worried that Lao Guo Tou would not accept his money, so he was embarrassed to go.

When Mao Xiang found out, he said I'll go. He came to the door of the village office with a large ladle of bud rice in his arms, and he rushed to the full moon just in time. Mao Xiang asked her to come first, and the full moon told him to blow up first, and the two of them pushed it for a long time. It was still blown up by the full moon first. In the process of popcorn, the two chatted while watching. This was the first time the two had come into contact with Raka alone, face to face.

It is safe to say that with a good impression of meeting for the first time at Sour Xing's house, the two of them were very speculative. Even, the popcorn has been fried, and the two are still chatting. It is full of new wonders in the north and south of the sea in the past few days, as well as exotic things like a paradise. After that, the two took a photo and greeted each other warmly. As long as they are not very busy, they will stop by and pull for a while. Gradually, the two seemed to have some tacit understanding. The two of them can always take pictures outside the village, and there are many opportunities to pull the croak. Slowly, there were some rumors in the village, talking about how the full moon and Mao Xiang were doing. The one who spoke the most energetically was, of course, the sour jujube mother-in-law.