When Li Jing arrived at the Chen Village Community Altar, he found that as the villagers said, there were few people who came, but fortunately, everyone welcomed him as a newcomer, but some jokes made him unable to resist. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boss Li, why don't you catch a turtle to make porridge? I've heard that your soft-shelled turtle tastes good. ”

"Boss Li's turtle, you can't buy a pig, and you still want to boil porridge? Turtle you! ”

Li Jing was in a cold sweat, and could only joke: "The land lord may not be used to it, so don't make a fool of yourself." ”

Everyone also made fun of him, worshipping God is still very particular, roosters and hens have to be distinguished, not everything can be served on the altar. The mouths of those girls and mothers-in-law made Li Jing even more unbearable, and if he was caught, he would tell him about his family, even if Li Jing said that he had a girlfriend, they would not give up, and even directly promoted their daughters.

"I've seen your girlfriend, she's very beautiful, but she can't do heavy work with thin hands and feet, and her butt is not big, so we'll find you a good one."

"Zhang Biao has four or five wives, you are the man who defeated Zhang Biao, why do you have to have seven or eight?"

Li Jing's cold sweat broke out, most of the people who came to receive the pork were women in the village, if you say a word to me, he can only laugh, and he can't intervene at all.

When people come to Qiluo, the village's rotating 'head of the community' first worships the altar with cooked pork, and then separates the pork according to the number of people registered in the table, and then uses the method of drawing lots to see who gets which share. Li Jing's luck was not bad, and he got a lot of lean meat, which made the girls envious, and said with a smile that they wanted to exchange with him.

The last one is community porridge, also called pork porridge. The rice used is a hundred families of rice on the whole village, the whole pig boiled out of the soup boiled, there is a lot of pig blood on it, it should taste good, each family can get two large spoons, about two bowls.

During the whole process, it didn't feel very sacred, and even the villagers didn't think that doing a social ceremony could be exchanged for peace and a good harvest. But this is a custom handed down from the ancestors, and everyone will go to this festival on time every season every year. Except for the years of sweeping the four olds, it has not been interrupted for hundreds of years.

After paying the pork money to the head of the community, Li Jing was ignorant and returned to the farm with the pork and porridge, and the girls and mothers-in-law in the village made fun of him on this trip.

But what made Li Jing happy was that Su Shuizhi had returned to the farm from home, and this Mid-Autumn Festival was finally not lonely.

"It's over! The last time the villagers went back and talked nonsense, it made my parents doubt our relationship. I brought so many things back last night, no matter how I explained it, they didn't believe it, now it's okay! Who knew that Su Shuizhi was complaining when he saw him.

Li Jing was also flustered when he heard this, but quickly pretended to be calm and said: "What are you afraid of, I'm so good, your parents will definitely agree to our things, right?" ”

"Why!" Su Shuizhi glanced at him, and then said with grievances: "They say you are restless. ”

If you ask Su Shuizhi's parents, Li Jing, if they are good people, they must say that Li Jing is good. But if they want to be their son-in-law, even if Li Jing's conditions are good in many aspects, they will hesitate. One is that Zhang Biao is not dead, and Li Jing has also offended too many people, and now the scenery is infinite, but no one knows what will happen in the future.

There are many people who regard Li Jing as a hero, but there are not a few people who want him to die. As a parent, of course, there are some concerns.

Li Jing also understood Su's father and Su's mother's thoughts, but he also had his own position, and his attitude pretended to be tough: "Don't care about it for now, do they dare to rob me of people?" No one can snatch it away. ”

"You're talking nonsense again." Su Shuizhi is angry and funny, but his heart is still sweet, and this guy can say good things.

Li Jing grabbed her jade hand, held it lightly and said, "Don't worry, your parents probably won't be able to accept it for a while, just take it slowly." Otherwise, we cook it raw rice into rice? ”

Looking up and seeing Li Jing's eyes flashing, Su Shuizhi panicked, and hurriedly broke away from his hand and said, "Didn't you say that you would go to Chen Village to do a club today?" There is also pork porridge, I want to taste it. ”

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival has passed like this, and under the fast pace of the times, the festive atmosphere of childhood can no longer be found. But for Li Jing, this is the best Mid-Autumn Festival he has had in so many years. Chen Village's society, the harvest of the farm, and Su Shuizhi's company all gave him a very down-to-earth feeling.

"The latest news from the Central Meteorological Observatory, this year's No. 21 rainbow has been generated on the Philippine island, with a maximum wind speed of 48 meters per second, and it is expected to land in the coastal areas of southern Guangdong in China two days later, with the highest central wind force reaching 14, please do all protective measures in the relevant departments."

The Mid-Autumn Festival has only passed a few days, and when the National Day holiday is approaching, the entire Zhan City is preparing for the National Day plan, but a sudden message is that everyone is caught off guard, and the typhoon is coming!

This is by no means good news, not only will it disrupt everyone's holiday travel plans, but it will also seriously affect the harvest of agriculture, forestry and fishery workers and farmers this year. A typhoon can even wipe out the entire season of hard work for farmers.

"The rice has just bloomed, and there is a typhoon at this time, and the yield is estimated to be reduced this year." Uncle Chen Sheng was worried.

"It should be fine, the ears of rice haven't all grown yet, and the wind can't blow the rice seedlings down at this time, and it will be a big problem if it's a week late." Aunt Lin was comforting herself.

"What do you know, when the wind blows, the ears of rice are injured in the womb, what do you take to form grain?" Uncle Chen Sheng is not as optimistic as his mother-in-law, he has lived in Chen Village since he was a child, has been farming for decades, and has experienced hundreds of typhoons, and he understands how terrible this thing can be to destroy crops. So far, he can only look forward to: "But the typhoon will not go this way." ”

"Hey, I'm not worried about planting more than 100 acres, what are you worried about!" Li Jing comforted.

"You're different." Uncle Chen Sheng opened his mouth and didn't say much.

"Uncle Chen Sheng means that your big tree and rice don't bear millet, so you don't have to worry about it at all." Liu Le laughed loudly. The growth of the big tree rice is indeed very good, but other people's rice has begun to produce ears, but the big tree rice is still only a green patch, so many people now suspect that Li Jing just planted some grass in the ground.

"Why don't we gamble on a month's salary? If the rice grows next month, your salary will be doubled next month. On the other hand, what if you are busy next month? Li Jing asked with a smile, if you want to talk about your understanding of the big tree rice, Li Jing is not convinced by anyone in this world, and he has also been observing the growth of the big tree rice, and everything is normal at present.

Liu Le's eyes flickered a few times, and he didn't dare to agree. He didn't know anything about this big tree of rice, how could he dare to gamble with Li Jing rashly, and he was stunned.