Wen Xu took a hand and wanted to help Old Man Chi up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't need your help, child, grandpa is fine!" The old man Chi Jiaqiang glared at Wen Xu and said, "It's nothing to do, what are you doing to scare the children!"

After speaking, the old man wanted to prove that he could get up, so he put his hand behind him, and slowly stood up from the stone he was sitting on, and took two steps back and forth: "Look, I'm fine!"

Wen Xu didn't let go of these two kids, stretched out his finger and said, "Go, get me all the squirrel traps near my house, and then go and notify Da Leizi's family, and I want you to look good if you don't notice one!"

Wen Xu saw a little sign from the old man's smile, the old man may be twisting his feet naked, of course there is no problem with walking now, maybe there is a little injury.

Seeing that the two babies began to look for traps around their yards in frustration, Wen Xu reached out to help the old man, and saw that the old man Chi was about to slap his hands away, so he said, "I hurt you too!"

"It's a little painful, but it's not in the way," Old Man Chi smiled.

"Then I'll send you back?" Wen Xu said.

"You are busy with your going, isn't it just a fall, I'm not seventy or eighty years old and can't move, okay, don't bother you!" Old Man Chi smiled at Wen Xu, turned around, and walked in the direction of the village office.

Wen Xu looked at the figure of Old Man Chi and disappeared into the gable of Guangsong's house, and heard the voice of Yuan Bo next to him.

"Uncle, Grandpa Chi is really fine!"

"It shouldn't be a problem, but the small pit dug in the back of the front house of your house is purely for the purpose of looking for a pumping type!" Wen Xu glared at Yuan Bo.

"Hmmm......"

Wen Xu said: "Don't be well, fill in all the small holes around me, and then inform the other boys to go to Grandpa Chi's house to apologize, if I let me know that someone didn't go at night, I will go to the door myself and carry his ears."

These leather monkeys are going to clean up and get rid of it, and they all think about making traps around their homes, and after saying that, Wen Xu threw down the bitter face of Yuan Bo regardless of it, turned around and returned to his pot house to start preparing dinner.

Yuan Bo knew that it would be impossible for him to fight this night without it.

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"Shixu, Shixu!"

Wen Xu's meal was ready, and when he heard someone outside the courtyard calling his name, he stood at the door of the pot house and saw that it was the village accountant, his fourth brother Wen Shijie.

"Fourth brother, what's the matter?" Wen Xu wiped the water on his hands on the apron in front of him and asked, "Have you eaten it, if not, will you eat a bowl at my house?"

Wen Shijie waved his hand and said, "I'll go home to eat, your sister-in-law has already done it, I'm here to tell you something, you can't get your ninth brother's youngest son married?"

"Who?" said Wen Xu.

Wen Shijie explained: "Your ninth brother, Wen Shitai, the ninth brother who lives in the county, is the one who is nicknamed the second stunned, and people look a little silly and stupid......."

When Wen Xu heard the fourth brother say this, he immediately remembered, opened his mouth and said: "This is the ninth brother who said that sweeping the road in the county town is better than the people who stay in the village for eight lifetimes, the ninth brother of the third ancestor's line?"

"Yes, it's him, his son will get married next Wednesday night, and he won't give you the invitation, call me to inform everyone, on Wednesday night at the Guangjuyuan Hotel in the county seat, you can see the sign at the door in the hall on the first floor" Wen Shijie nodded with a smile and said.

"Did he come when my grandfather died?"

Wen Xu didn't have this in his impression, and he didn't want to know these relatives who were not very impressed, he only asked, did this one be on the account or present when his grandfather died, if so, he should naturally inherit this favor as a grandson, if not, I'm sorry, the master is not interested in making this mess.

Wen Shijie was stunned for a moment: "I don't know this!"

After speaking, he looked at Wen Xu and said: "If you don't go, I'm afraid your face will be a little unpleasant, you won't see anyone who looks up when you look down, and it's easy to attract other people's gossip."

Wen Shijie remembered that when Wen Xu's grandfather died, he really didn't come, not only some other so-called clan relatives who moved out, but also a few others. The reason Wen Shijie also knew that these people who moved out didn't look down on the people who stayed in the old village, after all, every family here was poor. Besides, Wen Xu was just a child at the time, although the sixteen or seventeen-year-old was long enough, but who took him seriously, just this Wen Xu's vein was gone.

But who knows that these sixteen or seventeen children have not lived a few years, and they have driven nearly two million luxury cars, and these people naturally want to pick up this 'clan affection', which is not a new thing, the so-called poor in the downtown no one asks, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

However, Wen Shijie said this to Wen Xu, in the eyes of the older generation, this human relationship is the top priority, and if you can lack anything, it is not that you can't lack these 'etiquette', for fear that others will talk about your family behind your back and don't know 'etiquette'.

But this problem is not valid here for Wen Xu, who is extremely afraid of these 'unnecessary troubles' and is in no mood to deal with this kind of clan relationship that is not cleaned up or messed up.

"It's easy to check if you come, the gift list when my father died at that time is at home! I'll check it out when I go back, and I'll hear back to you at noon if you want to go" Wen Xu said very simply.

Wen Shijie was not embarrassed to say the following words, and he was specially instructed to bring Wen Xu's words, thinking that this 'promising young man' from Wenjia Village could come to his wedding site, of course, the most fancy thing is this gift money, thinking that this uncle will be present to give his family a big gift.

"Forget it, don't be noon, I'll go rummage through it right away, and I'll be with me," Wen Xu said, turning around and heading to the hall.

Wen Shijie felt a little embarrassed at this time, knowing that this person didn't come, but he had to wait, but fortunately, Wen Xu came back quickly.

"Fourth brother, I don't have anything to do with him!" Wen Xu said.

Wen Shijie, as an old-fashioned person, also persuaded him: "It's all the same sect, don't make it too ugly, besides, you don't lack these three or five hundred, if it's disgusting, it's good to go to the last three or four hundred, otherwise you will have to make people chew their tongues!"

Wen Xu smiled and said: "Fourth brother, I don't itch when I have lice, I don't have to worry about debts too much, what kind of bad reputation? Last time, those two faceless and skinless people didn't ruin my reputation? I just went with them now! Okay, don't persuade me, I'm afraid of these troubles, and the clan with whom I have a relationship will come according to the book of my grandfather's death, if you are willing, you can also help me pass on a message, and say that if you don't come at that time, don't notify me of any trouble at home! We don't have any contact! Not to mention any courtesy, that's all!"

Wen Shijie only smiled bitterly when he heard Wen Xu's words, shook his head, turned his head, walked two steps and turned back: "Second brother said that he was looking for you to discuss things, do you know?"

"What about the banquet?" Wen Xu asked, seeing Wen Shijie nodded, Wen Xu said: "I know, last afternoon, when I passed by the old grave, the fifth brother told me about this matter, I said that you can just make up your own minds, why do you have to ask me?"

"Listen more to everyone's opinions! Then when I see my second brother again, I'll tell him, you Shixu, you agree!" Wen Shijie said.

Wen Shijie knew that the reason why he asked Wen Xu was because of Wen Xu's growing influence in the village, although Wen Xu himself didn't feel it, but these old people felt it, and now every household in Wenjia Village is staring at the first batch of people who learn from Wen Xu, and they are all waiting for the first batch of people who eat crabs to see if they can make money, if they make money, then in the future, it is estimated that the director of Wenjia Village and his little brother will have the final say.

And the division director estimates that it will only be four or five years away, and the people will be transferred, and in the future, this Wenjia Village will become the Wenjia Village of Wenxu.

To put it bluntly, in the final analysis, the so-called fame and prestige all point to a source, and you have this thing if you can bring everyone to a good life, and everything else is an empty fart, and it can't be counted.

"Well, then I'll agree too!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go back here and count the cost, how much should I share from door to door," Wen Shijie waved his hand at Wen Xu, put his hands behind his back, and walked along the path in the village towards the west end of the village.

Back in the courtyard, Wen Xu arrived at the pot house, rolled up his sleeves to prepare his own side dishes, and stood in front of the operating table, Wen Xu was stunned for a moment.

"Where's my cucumber?"

Wen Xu remembered that he had obviously put two cucumbers on the cutting board, and he and the fourth brother stood at the door for a while and didn't speak?

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Xu immediately walked around the yard, looked up at the trees behind the house and on the roof, and saw if it was yesterday's monkey who came in and stole his cucumbers, but after looking around, he didn't see the shadow of the monkey, and Wen Xu turned back to the pot house.

"Am I mistaken?"

Wen Xu once again returned to the side of the vegetable basket in the pot house, looking at the vegetables in the basket that did not look less, and couldn't help but wonder if he was going to take the cucumber or not, so he went out to talk to the fourth brother, and when he came back, he remembered it wrongly, and what he didn't take was recorded as being captured.

I can't help but think so, if the monkey comes in and there are still squatting pillars in his yard, and the beams don't call, it is unlikely that the monkey came in and took his cucumber.

Thinking about this, Wen Xu took two cucumbers again, cleaned them, and then began to slice them, put salt and other seasonings and mixed a refreshing cucumber as a side dish in the morning.

Turning back to the hall, Wen Xu shouted at the top of his voice, "Get up, eat!"

This roar immediately drew dissatisfied complaints from the room.

"Get up and eat!"

These dissatisfaction made Wen Xu's childlike heart rise, and he shouted loudly with the intention of blocking others.

"It's noisy, I said I won't eat, I'm tired to death!" Zhuo Yiqing opened the door and stood at the door, threw the pillow in his hand at Wen Xu, and then closed the door with a snap.

"Don't eat, don't eat!"

The other three replied to Wen Xu with the same roar.

Hearing that the servants didn't want to eat, and they were also woken up by themselves, Wen Xu happily returned to the pot house, and after eating and drinking, he began to prepare to set up a formation in the yard to pickle goose eggs.

Before the little bench could be dragged out, the rain fell from the sky, and it became heavier and heavier, and soon a rain curtain formed in the air.

"This rain!" Wen Xu looked at the heavy rain, and then looked at the goose eggs that he had assigned someone to wash yesterday, and decided that the goose eggs had to be pickled.

The cold boiled water has already been prepared, and the high wine has been bought at home, and the sea salt is disassembled and put on a large plate, and another basin is found to put the wine.

When he was ready to dry, Wen Xu found that the important yellow mud was not prepared, Wen Xu pickled these eggs here are pickled with mud, and the mud used is mainly the kind of yellow mud with very fine particles, this kind of mud is only on the bank of the small river, not the small river and small pond at the door, and it is dug at the mouth of the big pond that comes out of the old forest near the village.

This hands-on warmth not only remembers that he has no mud, but also remembers that this mud has to be steamed in the pot, that is, after the step of high-temperature sterilization, or the pickled eggs are easy to stink.

"Isn't it true that this goose egg can't be pickled today?" Wen Xu sighed.

With such a heavy rain, Wen Xu was not in the mood to go to the riverbank to dig the mud, let alone put the mud in a pot and steam it.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Xu sat down, took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet for the method of pickling goose eggs.

Roll the dried goose eggs in high white wine, then roll them in a salt basin to fill the shells with salt before putting them in a cool-dried jar.

"This method is quite simple!" After trying one, Wen Xu felt that this method was much simpler than the salt mud method handed down by his family.

According to these steps on the Internet, Wen Xu sat alone in the pot house, holding goose eggs dipped in wine, rolling salt, and then closing the altar. Soon a jar of salt goose eggs was full, sealed, and moved to a cool place in the house, and the jar of pickled goose eggs was completed.

After rolling back and forth in this way, Zhuo Yiqing's figure appeared at the door.

Zhuo Yiqing in the morning was wearing the nightgown she brought, and the rain outside was heavy from the back of the hall to the pot house, and there was a little light rain, Guan Jian was that her nightgown was white with empty bubbles, and the most important thing was that Wen Xu was now sitting on a small bench and putting goose eggs in the basin, the small bench was not high, and compared with Zhuo Yiqing standing at the door, it was almost equivalent to sitting on the ground.

Zhuo Yiqing, who was directly blocking the door, stretched a big lazy waist: "Wen Xu, do you have anything to eat?"

The bright light outside penetrated the nightgown, completely outlining Zhuo Yiqing's figure, under the white nightgown is a beautiful and seductive figure, I have to say that Zhuo Yiqing's figure is really what it should be, which is quite reverie.

Although Wen Xu's reaction was a little sluggish, as a person who had come over, and had not been a person for a long time, he suddenly lost his mind, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he looked at the black Miaoman figure at the door that was covered by his nightgown.

Boom!