The village chief's face was flushed, and when he came out of the house, he saw a room full of people looking at him with a malicious smile. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah...... That one...... The second widow next door, her man is gone, and we discuss the harvest...... You know, widow, there are many things and there is no man, of course I, as the village chief, have to take care of it, and see that after a while, I can mobilize everyone to help her. The village chief explained.

Everyone looked at it and echoed it with an "oh", as if nothing had happened.

The village chief felt very embarrassed, he took out the cigarette pouch from the table, frowned and loaded the tobacco leaves, lit the fire and took two puffs, and then said: "Maomao, after so many years, where have you been, I don't know if you come back to see, the people in the village are still talking about you!"

The village chief is like a different person, tobacco calms him down, and it also makes him nostalgic.

The Taoist chief sat on the small bench, rubbed his thighs with his palms, and said with emotion: "I also want to come back to see, but I haven't been able to go away, over the years, if the old sister didn't let me, I would have come back a few times." ”

"Oh?" the village chief glanced at the Taoist chief and asked, "Then this time, she asked you to come back?"

"Well, yes, if it weren't for this fate, I'm afraid I wouldn't have to come back for the rest of my life. This is also after I begged my old sister so hard to be allowed to come back. Dao Chang shook his head, this life is too short, seeing that time is running out, and now he is finally going to show up after waiting for half his life.

"That's right, as soon as that incident came out, all the people in the village were panicked, and everyone who could leave was gone, and they were all afraid......" The village chief suddenly realized that this matter could not be brought up indiscriminately, especially when there were so many people. The village chief's words stopped, and his curiosity was raised, and he had not carefully observed these young people in the past half a day. His gaze swept over a few people other than the Dao Chief, and when he swept over Duan Qingqing, he hesitated slightly, and then returned his gaze to the Dao Chief, sighed heavily, and said, "Don't mention the things of the past!"

"Alas......" The Taoist chief also sighed, and silence returned to the room.

Old Jiang Tou felt that the atmosphere was a little too cold, and hurriedly interjected with a smile next to him: "I will also follow the village chief to call you Maomao, I have heard of the more than 20 years you said, but I was working outside at that time, and I have never seen you." You haven't come back for so many years, and this time you're bringing so many people to get together! What's the matter, are you planning to come to our small mountain village to support construction?"

The Taoist chief "hehe" laughed and said: "How can I have that money, the poorest are us Taoist priests, no matter what sect or sect we are learning from, as long as we still remember the instructions of our ancestors, we are still living a hard life, once we enter our industry, it is easy to get rich, and those who don't want to get rich are the real cultivators!"

Old Jiang Tou nodded, he admired Dao Chang for having such a realm, he could understand, but he couldn't accept it.

"Mao Mao, then what are you coming back for?" Old Jiang Tou is very interested in everything about this group of people, since that incident happened more than 20 years ago, this village has been ancient for more than ten years and decades, only a group of old men and old ladies are left, they can't walk and don't want to go, staying here is like a natural prison, it's not interesting at all, Old Jiang Tou is not a person who can endure loneliness, after he failed to work in the city when he was young and came back to this poor country, he still didn't feel at ease. Now his greatest pleasure is to go to the town for a walk, take the food produced by the villagers and the herbs picked to sell, and by the way, help the villagers bring some daily necessities back, justifiably charge a small handling fee, the cigarette money is also available, the fun is also there, and the life is also delicious, plus the money sent by his children, he is very happy in this life, he is not willing to go to the city, where people look down on him, the town is better, everyone has a low starting point, relatively equal.

"I'm ......" Dao Chang glanced at He Huan and said, "I am entrusted by someone to solve something." ”

"Oh......" Old Ginger nodded.

"Is this your daughter?" The village chief knocked out the cigarette pouch, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Meng Qi'er, this girl looked even more beautiful in the dim light, she was several times more beautiful than those female models in the pictorial, not to mention compared with these rough little widows in the village.

Meng Yi'er was expressionless at this time, of course she could see that there was uncomfortable emotion in the eyes of this village, but she didn't say anything, she just tried her best to hold herself and not let her temper explode.

The Taoist chief laughed twice, and said embarrassedly: "By the way, you see my brain...... Let me introduce you so you can get to know each other!"

The village chief nodded, signaling the Taoist chief to continue, he was only interested in Meng Meng'er, who other people loved, it had nothing to do with him, as long as he didn't cause trouble, everything was easy to say.

"This is the village chief of our Youshui Village, everyone knows each other, right?" the Taoist chief pointed at the village chief with a smile, and everyone nodded along with him.

"Hello village chief!"

Except for Meng Qi'er, several people spoke almost in unison.

"This ...... This is the old brother who pulled us into the village, called ......" The Taoist chief didn't know how to introduce it, after all, they were not acquaintances, he could only look at the old ginger head, and said with a smile: "Old brother, it's all up to you all the way, you see, can you introduce yourself?"

The old ginger also smiled, the cigarette pouch knocked on the corner of the table, and he was very excited, and said: "My surname is Jiang, you can call me Uncle Jiang, and the old ginger head will also be! Anyway, there have been no young people in this village except for the New Year's holidays, you can call it whatever you want, our village doesn't pay attention to this!"

"Old ginger!"

A few people were not polite, and sure enough, as the old ginger "expected", they called him by his name.

"Who are these young people?" the village chief smoked a cigarette and pointed at Meng Qi'er with a cigarette stick.

"This little girl is a writer, but she is very famous! you can just call her Xiao Meng!" the Taoist chief introduced with great interest.

"Oh...... Xiao Meng!" the village chief's eyes flashed, and he repeated Meng Li'er's name.

"This is Li Minghao, just call him a mouse, now he is my apprentice!" the Taoist chief continued to introduce Li Minghao.

Li Minghao nodded, grinned and said, "Hello Uncle Village Chief, you are my master's elder brother, I have to call you Uncle with my seniority!"

Li Minghao's mouth can eat anywhere, and any stranger who can't hit him can be taken by him, let alone the old village chief.

The old village chief obviously ate this very much, and looked at Li Minghao with a little more appreciation for the elders for the juniors, nodded and said, "Well, well, yes, he is a clever and sensible young man!"

The Taoist chief was also very pleased to have such an apprentice, and wanted to continue to introduce him, so he heard the old Jiang Tou say compassionately: "This young man is so good, I really didn't expect to be an orphan, pitiful!"

Dao Chang and Li Minghao both have black lines on their faces, although the right path does have a precedent for only accepting orphans, but everything must also keep pace with the times, how can an apprentice be an orphan!

"That...... Uncle, I'm not an orphan, I have parents......" Li Minghao reminded with a humble eye.

Old Jiang Tou glanced at the Taoist chief in surprise and asked, "Mao Mao, what kind of morality do you have, don't you only accept orphans?"

The Taoist chief said "hehe" twice and said: "Actually, not all of them are orphans, there are always exceptions to everything!"

"Oh......" Old Jiang shrugged his shoulders, looking like he didn't care about gossip.

Seeing that the village chief had no doubts, the Taoist chief continued to introduce: "This girl is ......."

The Taoist suddenly felt that Duan Qingqing's identity was really difficult to explain, he definitely couldn't tell Duan Qingqing that Duan Qingqing was the person God told them to wait, of course, he couldn't easily expose her yin and yang eyes, let alone say that she was He Huan's ex-girlfriend in front of everyone, and he didn't know the other identities, and he didn't know about it for a long time, before he explained in the hopeful eyes of the village and the old Jiang Tou and Meng Qi'er's eyes that wanted to kill: "This is a few of their friends, Xiao Duan!"

"Oh......" The village and the old ginger felt that Duan Qingqing's girl seemed to be a little familiar at the same time, but they didn't know each other after a closer look, so they only had a question in their hearts, and continued to look at the last person, who had fine skin and tender flesh, looked a little weak, his face was fair and haggard, and he seemed to be unyielding in his weakness, which was an indescribable temperament.

"Alas......" The Taoist chief pointed to He Harmony, but he couldn't help but sigh and said, "This is He Harmony, it's mine...... When you forget the year, you just call him Xiaohuan. ”

Everyone didn't understand why the Dao Chief put He Harmony at the end, and they didn't understand why he sighed before introducing him, but maybe it was because He Huo's corpse poison had not been resolved, so the Dao Chief felt worried.

"Oh...... is also surnamed He ......" The village chief didn't have much interest in He Huan, but just said such a sentence very indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, He Huan and several people were shocked, and then He Huan and Meng Li'er looked at each other at the same time, not understanding what the village chief's "also surnamed He" meant, could it be that there are any other important people who also have the surname He?

"We're done with this introduction, the village chief, your old man won't drive us away, right?" the Taoist chief looked at the village chief with a slanted smile and a mocking tone in his tone.

"Eh~ how can it!" The village chief smiled, waved his hand again and again, and said: "Since you are here for her old man's house, then rest here for a night, and go again tomorrow, it's late today, it's not good to visit her old man's house, you can stay down-to-earth!

"Eh, okay! Then I'll disturb the old brother!" the Taoist chief stood up happily and said, "Old brother, it's not too early this day, why don't you arrange a place for us to live first, and we'll put our things down first......"

"Yes, uncle, is there a restaurant or anything around here, let's go eat something too!" Li Minghao quickly interjected.

"Hmph! nonsense!" the village chief turned pale and pretended to be angry and said, "If you live in my house, you can still go out to eat!"

Li Minghao smiled embarrassedly and waited for the village chief to continue.

The village chief frowned, stood up and pinched his waist and said to Lao Jiangtou: "Old Jiangtou, you go and call Lao Liu, who is the best cook in our village, and ask him to make us a table......! Let's stay and eat together!"

The old ginger head was very happy, it was rare to have a free meal, and everyone was happy, the old ginger head responded, and ran out in two steps, and the village chief shouted behind him: "You can hurry up!"

"Don't worry!"

The village chief stood at the door, and saw that the old ginger had run away, so he turned around and said to the Taoist chief and the others: "Maomao, my courtyard is not big, but there are two guest rooms, one for each of you, all of them are the same." If it's not too shabby, just stay, as for who lives in which room, you can arrange it yourself!"

Everyone knows very well that in this kind of small mountain village, if even the village chief's family is disliked, other families will be even more disdainful. Only Li Minghao, a pampered fool, would ask if there is such a thing as a hotel. There are not even a few people in this village, and it is not a scenic spot, no one comes at all, and a hotel is built?

Of course, Li Minghao didn't know that everyone was full of contempt for him, and he was happily scurrying around the yard, like a Thai day in estrus.

"Don't talk about it, it's really nice here!"

"What is this?

Li Minghao looked east and west, and felt strange when he saw everything.

"This is a pressurized water well, pour a scoop of water into it, keep pressing that rod, and the water will come out in a while!" The village chief looked at Li Minghao, a kid, and also felt interesting.

"Oh, that's right...... So what is this? What a big stone!" Li Minghao asked again, pointing to the mill next to him.

"That's it...... That's for grinding grain!"

"Ho! Isn't that just a food processor, a grinder, or something? How do you use such a big one......" Li Minghao touched the stone, full of curiosity.

Now the village chief was speechless, and had to muttered in his heart, why are the guys from this city so ignorant.

"What's that......" the village chief cleared his throat and said in a typical official tone, "you guys clean up first, and I'll call you when the meal is ready, ah...... That one...... Rest first! Rest first!"

Everyone responded to each other's words, looked at the two guest rooms together, and after assigning them, they each moved in.

Naturally, it was Meng Qing'er and Duan Qingqing, three men in one, He Huan wanted to be alone with Meng Qing'er, but the conditions did not allow it, although he was worried that something would go wrong on Meng Qing'er's side, but with Duan Qingqing's yin and yang eyes, even if he couldn't protect Meng Qing'er, at least it could play an early warning role.

The village slept early, and now it was close to eight o'clock, waiting for the old ginger head to invite the cook, it was already very late, fortunately, the speed of cooking was simply fast, Meng Li'er and the others had just cleaned up the room, and the old ginger head was shouting and eating in the courtyard.