In the end, it was the village chief's uncle who kept pace with the times and explained it to everyone, and the superiors also called for it. However, it is better to hold a villager meeting for such a major event, after all, it involves every household.

The black blind tun is not big, and now the impact of going to the city to work, so there are less than 50 households left, and it is very simple to hold a villager meeting.

The meeting was scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, and the place was the open space at the head of the village, where the autumn harvest time was used on the spot, and it was so flat that thousands of people could sit down, not to mention that there were only about 300 villagers left.

Early in the morning, Li Xiaopang rushed over early, and today he is the protagonist. However, someone was earlier than him, and there was already a circle of people under the big elm tree at the head of the village, and shouts such as "vaulting horses" and "firing cannons" were heard from afar. When I got to the front and took a look, it turned out that Li Daming was playing chess with someone.

This month is the agricultural slack, and the old elm tree at the entrance of the village is also the favorite meeting place of the villagers after tea and dinner. It is said that this old elm tree has a history of hundreds of years, anyway, when there was a black blind man, it has been growing here, and it has been flourishing, shading generations of descendants, and the symbolism is extraordinary.

Li Xiaopang squeezed up and took a look at it, basically two stinky chess baskets, so he lacked interest. The same performance is also Monkey Three, after squeezing in from the crack, stretched out his little paw to touch the chess piece, was knocked on the paw by Li Daming with a cigarette bag pot, Monkey Three squeaked and protested twice, seeing that no one paid attention to it, this idle guy climbed the old elm tree and swinged.

With a gaba sound, a piece of dead branch fell onto the chessboard, Li Daming looked up and looked up, and scolded in his mouth: "Oh, you monkey cub, isn't it to run this heavenly palace, hemp slips down, if you spoil the old elm tree, believe it or not, pick your skin——"

Because the old elm tree has a transcendent status in the minds of the villagers, everyone shouted and shouted, and the three monkeys had to get off the tree in a huff and stare at Li Daming and stick out his tongue.

Li Da understood that he turned his mind back to the chessboard, and immediately with victory in sight, he took out his small cigarette pouch and cigarette pouch and asked others to help him fill the cigarettes. The so-called cigarette bag is a small cloth bag with leaf cigarettes inside, which is more convenient to use.

The monkey was quick, took the cigarette pouch and started to work, and then handed it to Li Daming very flatteringly, and also struck a match to help light it. Da Ming touched its monkey head with satisfaction, and praised it in his mouth: "The little monkey is popular, he really has vision, and he is better than my grandson - general, look where your veteran is going!" ”

After speaking, he took a few puffs of cigarette and waited for his opponent to admit defeat with a smile. But the more you click, the more it tastes in your mouth, and even the people around you who are watching the excitement fan their noses: "I understand, is your tobacco leaf tidal?" ”

"My tobacco leaves are the first in the whole tun, and when I grow tobacco, I ferment the soybean cake as the base fertilizer, and it is particularly fragrant to smoke." Li Da understood that he was still blowing, but the smoke he spit out was dry, and everyone frowned.

He also sensed that something was wrong, and knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the sole of his shoe twice, and the smoke foam fell to the ground, and the lower one had not had time to burn, and it was crumbled and rough, and it didn't look like tobacco leaves.

"Little monkey, what are you pretending to be for me?" Li Da understood that there was a bad feeling in his heart.

Monkey San bared his teeth at him, and then pulled an oval-shaped thing with a dead branch inside his paws, the surface was smooth, and it was like a horse manure egg. Look at the stuff pouring out of the cigarette pouch pot, isn't it this horse manure foam.

"I'll kill you monkey cub!" Da understood that he was anxious, picked up the cigarette pouch and ran towards Monkey San, and the others also laughed forward and back: This little monkey is too bad!

The monkey is so clever that he jumped to the tree in three or two, so angry that Li Da understood that he was jumping straight under the tree, and he had to keep avoiding the dead branches that fell from the tree, and the people around him were all giggling and pointing and poking to see the excitement: This is not a monkey playing monkey, it is simply a monkey playing a man.

It seemed that something was wrong - Li Xiaopang leaned under the old elm tree, patted the trunk, and made a loud noise. Everyone also saw it: the heart of the tree was empty, no wonder the dead branches were falling down just now.

If you look closely, the problem is even more serious, this month, the grass and trees have germinated, and a few trees in the distance are a little green, but this old elm tree, which has not sprouted at all.

"The tree is dead!" A little doll yells, there is no way, the little doll likes to tell the truth. As a result, his grandmother slapped him twice on the ass and beat him so hard that he cried. Usually I am really reluctant to fight this little ancestor, but this old elm tree is an old ancestor in the eyes of the whole tun people!

In some villages in the countryside, special attention is paid to this, especially some old trees, which have spirituality in the eyes of people. Therefore, when many children in the family are always sick, they usually recognize Dashu as their godmother. On the top of this old elm tree, the red cloth is tied to the old nose.

It was still jubilant just now, but now it has become a dead air, even the little dolls who usually attract cats and dogs all day long dare not breathe, they seem to realize that something is wrong.

"It's over, it's over, old man, you'll never bless us black blind people again-" The eighth master stumbled under the tree, patted the trunk with his hand, and the old tears flowed, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden.

There was a sobbing sound all around, and everyone's hearts were empty, like the feeling that the closest person had left them.

Li Baitian's heart is also full of sadness, this old elm tree left him too many childhood memories: the old elm tree bears the largest and sweetest elm money, put a handful into his mouth, full of sweetness; My childhood friends played hide-and-seek around the big elm tree and played the People's Liberation Army to capture prisoners......

More and more people gathered, and in the end, almost all the old and young of the black blind man Tun were present, gloomy and depressed.

"Whew-woo-p-" A deep voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from the ground, deep and distant, endless.

Following the prestige, it turned out to be Li Erdu, who was black and blind, with a red face and a thick neck, snoring in his mouth, and I don't know who he learned from, it sounds a bit like the Mongolian Humai.

Speaking of this Li Ersil, it's really pitiful, and now he is in his forties. Originally, he was not a black blind person, and he didn't know who his surname was, but it is said that when he was young, he was in turmoil, and he was stimulated to watch the criticism, and he didn't go crazy and wandered around. After being exiled to the black blind tun, the people in the village were kind-hearted, the east family gave a bowl of bud rice stubble, and the west family gave a sticky bean bag. Later, after the reform and opening up, he also divided a lot of land, and everyone helped to plant, so many years, until now, they are all stupid and stupid, and because most of the black blind people are surnamed Li, so they are called Li Ersil.

"Silly uncle, don't make a strange noise!" Li Baitian went up and patted him on the shoulder, and the fluff was gray. At this juncture when everyone is in a bad mood, if the fool follows and adds to the chaos, he may have to take a few kicks.

"Who the hell is still in the mood to sing, damn it, howling-" The village chief scolded a few times.

Li Ersil was really obedient, stopped shouting, stretched out his shiny sleeves, rubbed it twice under his nose, and then howled in his throat: "Niangniang, you go to the southwest, follow my flat shoulder to the southwest." The southwest road is wide and wide, and the horses walking are full of entanglements—"

This made everyone angry, and the village chief's uncle rushed over like a black god, took off the soles of his shoes and pumped them all over the face and buttocks, beating the fool with his head and running away.

But who told him to mourn it, these few words, are when the old lady of the family died, the filial son took a flat pole and pointed the way to the deceased, and the fool didn't know when he learned it, and he used it on this occasion today, this is not to send the big elm tree to the end, and it is good if he is not cut to death.

Although it is inevitable that plants and trees will wither, grow, grow old, sick and die, but because of the particularity of this big elm tree, the results are naturally different.

"Stop fighting, the stupid uncle doesn't understand what's going on." Li Xiaopang grabbed the village chief and asked again: "Uncle village chief, you see that this person is almost there, do you still have a meeting?" ”

"the fart!" The village chief roared: "If the old elm tree dies, the black blind man will also be finished-"

That's right, the vast majority of the people present thought the same way, and they were panicked, and they were in no mood at all.

This is a trouble-Li Xiaopang Kaba lowered his eyes twice, and suddenly said: "Uncle Village Chief, I have learned a lot of skills outside, and I can treat the big tree or something, and I can almost save the old elm tree." ”

What! When the people around heard this, their eyes lit up, and Li Xiaopang felt as if he was being targeted by a group of hungry wolves.

"Xiaotian, if you can really save the old elm tree, and say what kind of cooperative you will set up, I will immediately give you the position of village head!" The village chief grabbed Li Xiaopang's shoulder as if he was grasping the last straw.

"I'll try, maybe I can make it-" Li Xiaopang also felt Alexander, it seems that if the problem of the old elm tree is solved, the cooperative will also count on it.

His greatest hope is Monkey Three, hoping that its monkey urine can work miracles. But if he didn't do anything, he was afraid that it would be easy to arouse suspicion, so after going around the old elm tree a few times, he beckoned everyone to work. According to him, the old elm tree is short of water, and if you pour 180 buckets of well water, it may sprout tomorrow.

Everyone pondered in their hearts: last winter there was a lot of snow, and a lot of snow melted. It rained again in the last two days, so it shouldn't be dry. However, since there was hope, there was also motivation, so every household sent out laborers and lined up to fetch water along the well. Thanks to the abundant water storage in the wells of the Black Blind Tun, otherwise they would have been dried up.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Li Xiaopang also wandered home. There are many people in the daytime, of course he won't ask Monkey San to pee, this thing has to be carried on his back when it is dark.

The family of three walked back, listening to someone humming behind them, and when they looked back, the fool followed with a smile. Li Xiaopang said a few words, and he was not annoyed. Later, the maid pulled Li Xiaopang's clothes vigorously, looking at the little guy's big eyes and foggy, obviously sympathizing with the same disease, pitying this Li Er's stupidity, so she sighed and let the fool follow them home.

When he arrived at the door of the house, the old man snorted at the fool, and he probably didn't look down on him. Yaya hugged Qingzi's big furry neck for a while, and Qingzi returned to the kennel in a daze.

"Silly uncle, change your clothes and take a bath." Li Baitian boiled a large pot of water, just like a fading pig, and rubbed Li Erdu. Yaya and Monkey San were also on hand to help. However, Li Ersil doesn't know how many years he hasn't taken a bath, and the old mud on his body is estimated to have caught up with the armor, and there is no blood in a single stroke.

In the end, it was the monkey who picked up half a brick from the courtyard, dipped it in water, and rubbed it all over the fool, dripping black mud soup down.

After changing the water three times, Li Ersil was finally clean, not to mention, after the red skin recovered, his body was whiter than Li Xiaopang.

Li Xiaopang found him a clean set of clothes to change into, and Yaya helped Li Ersilly to comb his long hair, tied a ponytail behind him, and looked up and down, as if he had changed someone, making the little girl smile with her eyebrows, sweeter than eating honey.

Even Li Xiaopang was stunned: "Silly uncle, you are quite literary and artistic, if you wear big sunglasses, you will be believed if you are a big singer." ”

Don't really say it, the fool didn't praise it, and sang with his voice: "Happy, happy, happy-" This guy likes to sing all day long.

Stop, stop, I'll hurry up and brush the pot to cook, wash and scrub, scrub and scrub - Li Xiaopang was also infected, humming and chirping in the kitchen, twisting his ass while brushing the pot-

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