How can the stick baby understand their thoughts, feel that this position is far from their actual ability and willingness to enter the factory, the stick baby is more scared on weekdays, dare not express dissatisfaction in front of him too much, so from time to time in front of the grandfather Lao Tzu secretly exerted authority, forcing him to intercede with the apricot boy, readjust his position, Mao Lin of course does not want to be too difficult to apricot boy, the relationship between the two has been deadlocked, sometimes even twisted.

The factory had already taken annual leave two days ago, and the night before, Xingzi urged Maolin to hurry home and work hard for the New Year, and he said, "Uncle, you should go back quickly and help your aunt busy the New Year!" I will take the people from the security department to be on duty in the factory, you can relax, and it will be fine.

Mao Lin packed up and went on the road early, halfway through, he met the autumn equinox who was riding a bicycle and carrying a large bag and hurriedly rushing towards the village, and the two stopped on the side of the road and chatted affectionately for a while.

The autumn equinox said that he had only taken a bus to the town hotel at the hour of Da Hei'er last night, stayed overnight, and hurried home this morning.

Mao Lin asked, why didn't you come back from labor.

Qiu Equinox smiled, he is a big official now, unlike me, just a big-headed soldier, how can he go home for the New Year casually.

Mao Lin didn't think deeply, so he hurriedly said goodbye, saying that he must come to my house to drink this year, and went back to the village one step ahead of the autumn equinox.

When he entered the house, he saw that Xue'e was busy here and there with the grass, and the rough work was shouldered, Maolin was very unhappy, he couldn't take care of resting, he put down the rake and picked up the broom and dried it, and saw that the family didn't even have some dry firewood for stir-frying vegetables and dumplings, so he hurried to Beishan.

He carried a large bundle of dry firewood down the steep mountain, put it on the back of the motorcycle, and when he was about to tie it, he caught a glimpse of a fiery red thing fluttering at the root of the back wall of the Immortal Temple.

Mao Lin, who was not very interested in those shadowless rumors, was already standing on end at this time, stiff, ringing in his ears and heartbeat, he stared at the flame not far away, let the large bundle of dry firewood and the motorcycle crash to the ground, making a dull sound of metal hitting the mountain rock, it was also this sound, alarmed the old fox, it raised its head suddenly, and looked at the Mao Lin side vigilantly, it was not panicked, nor had a special expression, but moved its dexterous paws, and trotted all the way along the root of the wall, turning the corner, the fiery red shadow disappeared at once, and a string of fine paw prints in the empty snow。

It was like a thunderclap in the clear sky, which exploded in the hearts of the villagers who had long forgotten and were safe, and after the sound, the aftermath did not disperse, and the panic increased suddenly.

Who would have thought that the terrifying natural stunner, the god who could hardly see its shape only by hearing its voice, the kind of palpitation and fear that penetrated into the bone marrow, on the occasion of this rare Ruixue harvest year for many years, would appear in front of the villagers several times in succession, and stubbornly burrowed into the depths of people's gradually expanding ambitions, and thus pulled up an almost convulsive atmosphere covered with fragile body and mind, unable to break free, who can predict what kind of year this should be, who will have the heart to live this year, and who can live this year?

First of all, the old people who were riveting enough to rejoice in the New Year, could no longer hold back the horror in their hearts, they sneaked into the immortal temple, burned incense and kowtowed to the gods enshrined inside, and respectfully asked the gods to bless their own peace and bless the coming year from the invasion of bad luck.

The sanitary incense in the Zhu'er shop has been exhausted, he had to rush out of the mountain on a motorcycle before dark, begging grandpa to tell grandma to get back a large box of incense candles of all kinds of length and thickness, providing comprehensive services for these people, the winter solstice is not willing to be lonely, he also took the opportunity to pour some incense candles from nowhere, placed in front of the restaurant that is about to close down, hoping to make a small fortune, but the price of his incense candles is higher, and few people care.

This big year, although the people of Xinghua Village are having a restless time, they have also inadvertently added a bit of excitement.

During the New Year, the topics are all focused on the fire fox, its depth has spanned hundreds of years, ran to the Ming Dynasty, and even farther dynasties, during this period, the lively atmosphere in the village naturally exceeded previous years, the original habit of putting a whip at a time has been changed, and the idea of putting more whips to suppress evil spirits prevails, most of the people want to put two whips, and some people actually put them in three hanging, Four hanging, at the same time, the immortal temple has been followed by people to burn incense and light candles to worship, has become a lively place for the villagers to pay attention to the babies and cubs playing,