After the publicity of the TV station and the county tourism bureau, the number of people who came to Xiaoxi Village to play increased significantly, and some simply took advantage of Sunday to rent a house here to live here and experience the different customs of the mountain village. Seeing this posture, some nimble villagers simply started business at their doorstep, taking out some useless mountain goods or local specialties to sell, and almost everyone who came here to play would have something to gain.

In view of this, the Xiaoxi Village Committee decided to renovate the old houses in the village and let them live in Xiaoxi Village, and the money was paid by the village committee, but the rent in the previous years was owned by the village committee, and some didn't matter, anyway, he still collected the rent after a few years, and he didn't have to renovate it himself, so why not; Some of them simply do it themselves, and the house is their own, maybe what is the use of it, maybe they can make a lot of money.

Renovating the house is also not a big deal, it will be done in a few days. After the renovation of the old houses, they look more energetic, and even some potholes in the streets and alleys have been repaired and look much more comfortable. There are many kinds of longan or something in the old house, and the white stone and red tiles are accompanied by green leaves and red flowers that look poetic, although the old house has been renovated, you can still feel a thick historical vicissitudes from the inside.

The stone roads, a few old wells made of white stone and some mottled corners are all telling the story of the past.

Slowly drove into a small car from the entrance of the village and stopped next to the square in front of the temple, the old man in front of the temple took a look at it, and then talked about the unfinished topic just now. Now there are more people coming to Xiaoxi Village, and the phenomenon is that as long as the old people don't block the square, no one will say anything.

The car door opened, a fat man got out of the car, and the door next to him also opened, and a seemingly innocent sister came down, and the fat man walked forward with his sister in his arms. When he came, he heard that the old Taoist chief who told him the fortune last time lived on it, and he walked forward from this side, and he didn't know how far it was, so he simply parked the car here, and the car couldn't drive when the time came, and he had to put it back.

The old people sitting at the entrance of the temple didn't take it seriously when they saw the fat man hugging his innocent sister. Now some rich people who don't keep a few sisters, in fact, this is just like the concubines taken before, as long as you have the money to marry as many as you want, the difference is that one is legal and one is illegal, but now in this world, what is the difference between legal and illegal.

The old people at Miaokou are all people who have been through the years, and they have never seen anything bizarre, even the lack of virtue that Chiang Kai-shek arrested all the men in a village in Dongshan when he passed Taiwan, and what else is worthy of their surprise. They also don't see anything of these dirty things, as long as they are not the children of their own clan, and the rest is to paraphrase a proverb in southern Fujian: "Other people's dead girls are dead socks." (It means that if someone else's child dies, it doesn't matter what happens to him.) ）

But apparently there are still people who don't want to let go of the fat man.

A group of little children next to the temple were playing on the ground with marbles, and when they saw the fat man, they immediately picked up the beads and surrounded them, laughing and screaming and jumping behind his buttocks, and shouting in their mouths:

"Fat fat slippery, ride to Fuzhou,

Fuzhou buys no ding, steals the ding, takes a few, takes two,

The fat steals the pigs, catches a few, catches two,

The fat steals digging walls (walls), digging a few pits, digging two pits,

The fat steals an (god), please a few forms (respect), please two shapes,

The fat steals salty milk, sucks a few mouthfuls, sucks twice,

The fat one farts, a few times, two sounds,

The fat one was bounced to Yanjing. ”

In the frolicking sound of a group of naughty children, the fat man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ran out in embarrassment, running a long distance before he got rid of the group of boys. The fat man found a place and kept panting, and then he realized that he seemed to have run far away, and he didn't know where he had been.

The fat man looked around, and found a suspension bridge in the distance, thinking that if there was a suspension bridge, it should not be far from the place where there were people, so he tried his best to rush over. Although the sister next to him is delicate, her physique is not comparable to that of a fat person, but she is slightly sweaty on her forehead.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, thinking that the suspension bridge was close in front of him, who knew that he had walked for almost half an hour, too, who called the fat man so fat. When he came to the suspension bridge, the fat man was dumbfounded, there was no one here, except for a suspension bridge or a suspension bridge, he was sad. After walking for such a long time, the fat man was a little dry and thirsty, but unfortunately he only cared about hugging his sister when he got out of the car and forgot to take water.

The fat man walked to the bridge quite helplessly, and looked at it, the so-called scenery is not worth a bottle of mineral water to him.

"Also," suddenly, the fat man saw a small courtyard standing in the mist and green mountains in the distance, and couldn't help but light up in front of him, could it be that the old Taoist chief who others said lived here, seeing that the environment here is quiet and surrounded by fairy energy, it is a good place to practice, and he hurriedly took his sister to the place he saw, and that place was Lelang's house.

Le Lang put the goats outside to graze, and he lay on the rocking chair and swayed around humming unknown songs, looking like he was enjoying himself. Saburo was outside, sitting on top of the mustachioed goat, directing it from side to side. Originally, Le Lang took the grass in front to lure the goat, but what kind of person is Le Lang, how can he have the patience to do this work all day long. So, he came up with a way, found a bamboo pole, and tied the green grass sprinkled with salt water to the bamboo pole with a rope. Saburo holds a bamboo pole and directs the goats to the east, and to the west is to the west.

The goat is silly and cute, and its eyes are only staring at the grass in front of them, and they don't care about anything else.

San Lang saw the fat man from afar, so he commanded the goat to run over with a snort. Seeing the fat man, he couldn't help but be happy, Uncle Lelang always said that he was next to him, and told him to get up and exercise all day long, look, this is not a fatter than himself.

He commanded the goats to walk around the fat man, and then he commanded the goat to run back to report in a hurry, leaving only the fat man with a look of surprise and doubt, whether this is a human being a fairy or a ghost! Why is a fat mound sitting on a goat, and the goat seems to be quite obedient.

The fat man and the innocent sister rushed in the direction of Saburo with a frightened heart, thinking that there shouldn't be any ghosts or anything like that in broad daylight, right?

San Lang jumped off the back of the goat at the door, ran to Le Lang and shouted at Le Lang who was lying in the rocking chair: "Uncle Ah Lang, Uncle Ah Lang, there is a fat man outside, much fatter than San Lang." ”

"Really?" Le Lang touched his head and asked with a smile.

"Well," Saburo nodded heavily, thought about it again, and said, "That fat man is so fat." ”

In order to explain to Le Lang how fat the fat man was, San Lang kept gesturing with both hands, so that it became more and more unlikely, and even beyond the scope of people, Le Lang was amused.

(The second one was sent, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to translate the nursery rhymes of southern Fujian into Mandarin, and it doesn't have that taste when I say it in Mandarin, but it's a pity.) ）