Since then, Lin Xiangyi has secretly given me more energy, and I hate it. But he knows that "no one is good for a thousand days, and no flower is red for a thousand days", and the future world will always belong to young people.

He didn't show any traces, and when the people dispersed, he came over with a kind look of elders and said: "Oh, brave, it's really a young man, good, good, if you can hold this scene, it can be regarded as a talent in our Dadi Village, and heroes are like forests······"

Lin Xiangyi's duplicitous praise did not arouse my favor. It's like when I said I had a cold in the circle of friends, and some people liked it, I didn't take it seriously.

"Thanks to you today, otherwise something would have happened, something really bad. Your uncle, the village chief, will be the end. If you have time to go to my uncle's place to have a drink, I will ask you to fry a few dishes with Aunt Yanhong, and we will rest as soon as we get drunk!" Lin Xiangyi patted me on the shoulder and then flickered.

"Forget it, the village chief has a lot of opportunities every day, and he worries about the village and the people all day long, so he has the kung fu to drink. I replied with a smile.

"This kid, why are you talking to your uncle? I still can't move you?" Lin Xiangyi pushed the motorcycle to turn around, and then patted the back seat of the motorcycle; "Come, your legs are not neat, I'll take you away!" I shook my head: "No need, it's a panic in the car, it's not far, I'll walk and play for a while and get home." ”

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Lin Xiangyi started the motorcycle, refueled, loosened the gear and threw out a cloud of dust and smoke, and left.

The wound was itchy and painful, I sat down slowly, and Erdan and New Year came over to ask me how it was. I said, it's okay, it's okay. Let's go.

At this time, the brawl had ended, and there were still two people surnamed Niulin in the village who had just heard about it. There are those who are going back, and there are those who have just arrived. Niu Xiaolian also came with a long spoon in her hand. Seeing me sitting on the ground, he hurriedly ran over and asked, "Brother Yong, who did you do it with? Did you suffer a loss? Whoever beats you and I don't finish with him, you say!"

I grinned and smiled bitterly: "No one did it with me, it's over, isn't this all gone?" I looked at the long big spoon she was holding again, and Xiaolian said that I was feeding the pigs, and when I heard about it, I ran here.

"Xiaolian, just use this to fight, ride a sow and play with sorghum leaves, look at your knives and guns!" Erdan said with a smile from afar.

"You stinky Erdan, die!" Xiaolian picked up a stumbling pill.

"Pull me by the hand, let's go. I said. Xiaolian pulled me up, and just after walking a short distance, she ran into Xiaomei who was riding a Xiaokun car and holding a medicine pestle in her hand. Xiaomei's hair is tied into a ponytail with a flower handkerchief, a tight-fitting white vest, and bell bottoms are refreshing, like hibiscus out of water.

Seeing that I was with Xiaolian, sticking out my tongue and squeezing my eyebrows at me and making a grimace, I glared at her, and walked back to Yu Xiaolian as if nothing had happened.

I have mixed feelings, and I don't know how to deal with my relationship with Xiaolian. After such a big blow, Xiaolian has collapsed, if I make worse of the situation, am I still human? I want to give her time to heal, she needs comfort and love. Although I don't have that much affection for Xiaolian, I know that once I reject him, with her stubborn and paranoid and willful personality, I can do stupid things again.

I can only take one step at a time, and I can't control the course of events. Later, Xiaolian's ending also gave me a deep painful blow, which is naturally a later story.

I walked and chatted with Xiaolian and asked Xiaolian what she was doing at home. "Hey, what can I do, cook, feed the pigs, do housework, listen to the radio, watch TV, miss you. Xiaolian was in a much better mood, her laughter was crisp, and her eyebrows and eyes were infinitely delicate.

"Well, it's not busy anymore, and there's not much work to be done on the brick kiln. Let's go to the county seat to play, sing and drink with Zhijie!" I said happily.

"Just go, I've been eating well and sleeping soundly this time, it's so good. Tell you, brother, before the accident, I couldn't sleep well every night, and every night when I was about to sleep, someone always whispered in my ear, it's good to die, it's good to die. I opened my eyes and there was nothing, but as soon as I closed them, the voice shouted again. I was in a cold sweat, and someone was always urging me to die. Xiaolian said with a heavy heart.

"What is the pressure on your mind at that time, which made Li Wenming think wildly. I explained.

"Maybe, in fact, I don't think it's that fragile, it's just that at that time, a strong light wanted to die, and someone forced me. Xiaolian said.

"There is another strange thing, I will tell you in the future, pay attention to the injury and then go to work, the wound will be more painful if it is opened again. Xiaolian came to the entrance of her house and said when they broke up.

The relationship between the two surnames in the village has not eased because they have not been angry because of the fight, because the mind has not reached an agreement. There is no common understanding, and the concept of a strong clan is still maintained.

But there is one thing that people have a common understanding in their minds, and that is the "little old man".

This time, there was no big victory or defeat for the two clans, and the Niu family still had the upper hand after careful separation. The Lin family had a slight victory, and the Niu family had more blood than the Lin family. At that time, people did not notice the "little old man". It especially shook him in the throat. When people recalled the scene afterwards, they felt so incredible, and the words he shouted, "Lin, Ying", were indeed heard by everyone.

How could this "little old man" have such a strange function? If it didn't happen, he could actually say that the surname Lin was able to win. Isn't this "little old man" capable of pinching and predicting? People combined with the abnormal behavior of the "little old man" in the past, and they felt that this "little old man" was even more mysterious and unpredictable.

It turned out that this "little old man" was not an ordinary person, and the whole village couldn't help but be surprised. The image of the "little old man" is taller in people's minds. Worship the "little old man" as a god.

Jingxian's home suddenly became lively, and people were asking the "little old man" for guidance with various problems, weddings and funerals, lost population, children going to school, and the elderly were sick······ Wait a minute.

Of course, the "little old man" will not crack anything, and only a few simple words will be broken out after asking for a long time, such as, good, can, will, okay or no. And shaking his head and nodding his head to express his thoughts.

People understand it according to his meaning, and often there are times when he says it. This makes people even more unself-admirable.

Of course, people come to ask the "little old man" to solve the entanglement in their hearts, and they don't come empty-handed, they all come with fruits, food, and money.

What makes people proud is not the "little old man" or the Xiaogang couple, but Jingxian. Jingxian dressed up the "little old man" in new clothes, shoes and hats, and entertained the God of Wealth at home with delicious food and drink. He never dreamed that his grandson, who was born strange, would be worshiped by the people of the village as a god.

The "little old man" is no longer the nocturnal wandering god who looks like a mud monkey all day long. With more and more people, the fame of the "little old man" is getting bigger and bigger, and the fees are gradually rising.

At the same time, Jingxian's status is also rising, and the county's big officials and business owners are also calling Jingxian brothers.