Li Maogong's story is very long and exciting. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But at the same time, it is also miserable.

He used to be a lawless martial artist, fighting east and west, and he had a senior brother under him, and he was a tyrant in Tang City. Fortunately, he can still see more clearly on the major rights and wrongs, and he can still see the major festivals.

In fact, at the beginning, he didn't want to fight against the Japanese Invaders, after all, at that time, the fierce reputation of the Japanese Invaders was known throughout the country. But seeing that the women around him, all who are a little beautiful, can't escape the poisonous hands of the Japanese robbers, and everyone who has some wealth in the family has been raided and wiped out, and this situation is getting more and more serious.

He has several wineries in his family, hundreds of acres of good fields, more than ten big cows, and a beautiful daughter-in-law and beautiful concubine who are famous in ten miles and eight townships.

If this is touched by the Japanese and touched the door, the result can be imagined.

He certainly wouldn't be much luckier than anyone else.

The entire Tangcheng area was occupied by the Japanese state at that time, and it was impossible to run.

Waiting at home to be killed is a death, and desperately trying is also a death. Since it's all a death, it's better to kill a few little devils of his grandmother and then think about life and death. Anyway, killing one is enough, killing two earns one. He can still calculate this deal clearly.

Just in time for one of his brothers, because he was not convinced by the robbers of his cattle, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and because of such a trivial matter, he was actually skinned in public.

This cruelty made him unable to bear it any longer, and he began to kill the Japanese invaders.

At that time, in Tangcheng, there were not many real Japanese pirates, and most of them were puppet soldiers.

In the entire Tang City, there were actually only more than 50 real Japanese robbers, and just these 50 people were so frightened that hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Tang City did not dare to move.

Li Maogong, who knew the true number of Japanese pirates, was very shocked and at the same time felt very ashamed.

I was so frightened by more than fifty little widows that I didn't dare to resist, and I was really ashamed to throw myself at my grandmother's house.

One night, he gathered dozens of old brothers, took a machete and touched the camp of the Japanese invaders, and killed all the Japanese soldiers like cutting melons and vegetables, shocking the entire Tang City.

It was autumn, and when the Japanese army came to take revenge, they had already run into the green gauze tent.

One autumn, the troops of a division of the Japanese invaders swept back and forth, but they did not catch a few of them, but were killed by hundreds of people.

This incident caused a lot of trouble, and Li Maogong became an anti-Japanese hero for a while, and his name spread everywhere. Later, when winter came, things took a turn for the worse, and they had no good place to hide, and many brothers died as a tip-off, and his wife and children were murdered because of this.

In the end, Li Maogong's team was scattered, and he was accidentally captured by the puppet army for a while, treated as an ordinary prisoner, and brought back to the mines of the Japanese Kingdom to work as a hard laborer.

Later, as Li Yunlong said, he killed the superintendent, fled to the barren mountains and forests, and survived alone for more than 20 years, and has returned so far.

These things are short, but that one and that one are not something ordinary people can do. Only the bold, bloody men dare to make a move.

This person's life experience is really miserable, just because of the fight against the Japanese Invaders, his parents and wives were all killed by the Japanese Invaders, and it can be said that he was wiped out by the Japanese Invaders!

This is also why, as long as he has the slightest possibility, he will find an opportunity to kill the widows, and kill a few if he can, without mercy.

Liu Xiaolu and Yang Xiaoyue listened to Li Mao's intermittent narration, and their eyes couldn't help but redden, and they wanted to cry.

Even after Xie Fuzhi, Mark, and Zhao Chunjiang heard the cruelty of that era, they were all a little rare silent.

Li Maogong estimated that he rarely talked to people, and once the chatterbox was opened, he did not stop until his voice was hoarse, and at this time his stuttering problem was greatly improved, and he no longer stammered when he spoke.

Sure enough, like him, it is difficult to speak because of communicating with others, as long as he talks too much, and he communicates with others for a long time, his speech will be much clearer.

Li Feiyang asked Li Maogong: "Old man, what kind of wine is brewed in your winery?" ”

Li Mao said fairly: "Sorghum wine!" Sake made from red sorghum! Fun! Fragrant! Delicious! ”

Li Feiyang said: "How is it better than Moutai?" ”

Li Maogong shook his head and said, "It's different! Southern wine and northern wine, no... It's not the same! ”

Li Feiyang said with a smile: "There is a lot of water in the south, and there is a lot of good wine, and there are many spirits in the north, and the wine is very strong, so the taste is not very good." Grandpa Li, can the sorghum wine you brew be comparable to the famous wine in the Yunnan-Guizhou region? ”

Li Mao said fairly: "It's not as good as it, but... But it's about the same! ”

Li Feiyang's eyes lit up and said, "If there is a distillery now, can you give me some guidance on the brewing process of sorghum wine?" ”

Li Mao said fairly: "The method of winemaking is my ancestral secret recipe, not passed on to outsiders!" ”

Li Feiyang was greatly disappointed, he was a good winemaker, and he originally wanted to build a winery and let Li Maogong guide him on the method of brewing sorghum wine, so that he could taste the taste of sorghum wine that Li Maogong said.

Li Yunlong listened to it next to him, and also wanted to taste the sorghum wine in Li Maogong's mouth, he had the same plan as Li Feiyang, that is, he wanted to find someone to build a winery for you, and let Li Maogong guide him to see how the sorghum wine tasted.

However, when he heard Li Maogong say that winemaking is an ancestral secret recipe and is not passed on to outsiders, Li Yunlong was also disappointed and regretful. He and Li Feiyang, such real drunkards, for their own hobbies, specially built a winery for their own enjoyment, for them, that is a matter of course, as for the profitability of the winery, it is not something they consider.

Li Maogong saw Li Feiyang and Li Yunlong with a disappointed face, and said with a smile: "In my ancestral training, although the wine side is not passed on to outsiders, but now I am lonely, alone, my wife is not there, and my parents are gone. So what else are the insiders and outsiders? ”

Li Feiyang saw that his expression was blank, his eyes were empty, although his face was smiling, his voice was plain, but a great sense of sorrow was unconsciously revealed.

Seeing his sad tone, Liu Xiaolu couldn't help but comfort: "Grandpa Li, what happened to your past, let him pass, although your family is no longer here, everyone present is your relatives!" We'll be with you! ”

Li Maogong laughed and said, "Okay, in the future, you dolls will be my children!" ”

He said to Li Feiyang: "Feiyang, I can see that you are among them, you are the one who takes the idea, and I think they are very convinced of you." Since you are all my children, it is not a violation of the ancestral teachings that I have passed on to you this method of winemaking. If I die like this, I pity my Li family's hundreds of years of sorghum wine, I'm afraid it will be extinct! I have to make a few cellars of good wine, leave some thoughts for future generations, and pass on the winemaking method of the Li family to close my eyes and see my ancestors. ”

Li Feiyang already knew what he meant, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "There is an old wine shop on the outskirts of the city, and I also store some old wine in the wine cellar inside. It's just that this winery has been a long time, it has long been abandoned, it is said that it is still the old winery before liberation, and I heard the old man say that the wine brewed in this winery before is still very famous. Li Mao said fairly: "It's the old winery in the southeast corner, right?" ”

Li Feiyang said: "How do you know? ”

As soon as this sentence was asked, Li Feiyang reacted: "Could it be that this abandoned old winery is the workshop where you used to make wine?" ”

Li Mao said fairly: "It shouldn't be wrong!" Another day, we'll have to go there and have a look, and I remember that I buried something in it. Hmm, what the hell is it? I can't remember it for a while! ”

Li Feiyang didn't care about what he buried at all, what he cared about was whether there was good wine to drink. As long as Li Maogong promised to guide the brewing of sorghum wine, it didn't matter what else he was.

At that moment, Li Feiyang said: "I will let people rebuild the winery, and when everything is ready, I will ask Grandpa Li Mao to guide." ”

Li Yunlong said: "Boy, count me in!" If you can't find anything, you can just come to me! I'll make the way for you! I also drank Tangcheng's sorghum wine at the beginning, and it was really good! Let's start with that, after the wine is brewed, I have to taste it first! ”

Li Feiyang smiled: "Even if you don't say it, I will remember you old!" ”

Mark and Zhao Chunjiang also gathered around with great interest and said, "Boss, do we really want to make wine?" Don't worry, no one will embarrass you! ”

Li Feiyang said: "Of course it really wants to be brewed!" I'll go back and let Lao Huang and Tiger rebuild the winery! ”

After bidding farewell to a few old people, Li Feiyang returned to the small courtyard and began to arrange for Tiger and Huang Jinhu to arrange the reconstruction of the winery.

A few days passed, and the reconstruction of the distillery began, and Huang Jinhu and Tiger came to report the progress of the construction to Li Feiyang every day.

On this day, Li Feiyang took out a thick stack of manuscripts and handed them to Xie Fuzhi: "Old donkey, take a look at how I wrote this novel?" ”

Xie Fuzhi said strangely: "Boss, didn't you just cast a novel for "Legend of Martial Arts"? Why have you written another one now? Boss, the speed at which you write is amazing! ”

Xie Fuzhi said, but when he came to Li Feiyang's manuscript, he looked at the name, and saw three big characters written on the first page of the manuscript, "Red Sorghum".

Sheff's way: "Yay? How did you come up with such a name? It's not like the name of a martial arts novel. ”

Li Feiyang said: "This is not a martial arts novel, this is just a novel, and it has nothing to do with martial arts." ”