Chapter Seventy-Five: Mo Xiao's Farmhouse Wine is Muddy

Adhering to the traditional concept of his parents not traveling far away, Ye Zi rarely goes out, and he doesn't think about going out for a while.

What the leaves lack is only opportunities, in the countryside in the 90s, the management of population movement was also relatively strict, and rural people did not have many opportunities to go to the city, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and there was no other way out except to study.

Just like the ancients, there is no other opportunity to change one's destiny except to take the path of the imperial examination. Many people study hard in order to be able to be named on the gold list.

When Grandpa Hulu saw Yezi, Yezi was at the door of a store, and he stood at the door of the store looking at the counter and didn't speak for a long time.

It's better to say that this is a small store, but it is better to say that it is a grocery store, and the grocery stores in the countryside sell everything. Although there are not many things, this small shop has a different status for this small village.

Especially for kids, this little shop has what they want so much, and that thing is: snacks!

There is no child who doesn't like snacks, including Yezi, but at this moment, Ye Zi came to the door of the shop, what he wanted to buy was not snacks, he didn't come to the shop to buy things because he was greedy, he was buying things for the family.

The wind is blowing slowly, such an evening, very beautiful, the sun sets, farmers in twos and threes with farm tools leisurely walking on the country road. Everything is not flashy, everything is very bland. Dull clouds, dull sunsets, and dull villages.

Although it has been nearly 20 years since the reform and opening up, for the vast majority of ordinary people, they still do their duty and honestly work their own land.

Few people have tried to make a change, especially the Ye family. How do you describe this home? It's a bit harsh to say it's like a bullpen, but it's so rudimentary that every time it rains, people worry that it will collapse at any time.

Ye Zi came back with half a bag of rice and a bag of salt on credit, and after all the good words, he had to bend his waist for a generation. In order to be able to fill the stomach, sometimes the so-called dignity becomes a ridiculous thing.

The family was so poor that the boiled lard residue was repeatedly used for stir-frying, because at that time everyone was poor, and there was no harm if there was no comparison. There seems to be no difference between being poor and being very poor, in short, being poor.

Mu Hao couldn't understand that a family could be poor like this, although his family was not rich, but it was not to the point of going to the point of credit. Just like the vast majority of people in the world always have a kind of sympathy for the weak.

Because Zhang Chuan is a little older, he feels a lot of emotion when he sees the scene in front of him. He seems to see his own shadow, and this kind of interpretation from others is like a representation of his life.

But Ye Zi always had a smile on his face, and it seemed that this was a deliberate test for him to be completely inappropriate about poverty and misery.

The sunset on this day was no different from the previous days, and the time was no different from the previous days, but the atmosphere was a little different.

Because of the sudden arrival of three people from the village, their sudden appearance broke the tranquility of the small village.

Although Ye Zi had already noticed it, he didn't care about it until the three of them appeared at his door.

When Grandpa Hulu proposed to go to Yezi's house for dinner, Yezi's mouth opened wide in surprise. "No one asks if you are poor in the downtown area, but you have distant relatives in the mountains!"

No relatives had ever been to Yezi's house, and the sudden appearance of the three people made Yezi feel very confused.

"Where are you from?"

"We're tourists passing through here, and we want to spend the night here because we're hungry and thirsty and it's getting late!"

Although this sounds very similar to what a Tang Dynasty monk said, the three people in front of him are definitely not Tang Dynasty monks, not even monks.

"You can't make such jokes!"

The situation of the Ye family, Grandpa Hulu saw it, it was impossible to live for three people, unless it was on the floor, at this time, it was already late autumn, and the weather at night had turned cold, and it was not a wise choice to sleep on the ground.

At this time, Yezi's rice has been cooked, although it is just an ordinary farmhouse dish, but it is a very fresh dish, and the home-grown vegetables are also very fresh with less pesticides. Put it in the green that is definitely green food now.

"Let's stay here for dinner in the evening!" Although he did not promise the gourd immortals to stay and live, Ye Zi still warmly invited them to come to the house for dinner.

Ye Zi's parents are honest farmers, and they didn't ask a word, and almost all of the family's affairs are Ye Zi's decisions.

"The children of the poor are in charge of the house early!"

Although there is no hospitality of good food and good food, rural people have a very good character, that is, they are very enthusiastic, and this enthusiasm is reflected in all aspects.

There are still ordinary farm vegetables at home, all freshly picked from the ground, and there is no meat vegetable in sight, but the leaf is still very generous to kill a chicken, and his parents have no objection.

For a few ordinary passers-by, it can still be like this, and the treatment of family members can be imagined.

"Those who love their relatives dare not be evil; Those who respect their relatives dare not be slow to others. ”

This kind of home-raised farmhouse chicken is difficult to buy on the market today, decades later, but Ye Zi is so generous, it is enough to see that he is a very open-minded person.

"Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, and stay in the harvest year!"

Although there is no pork, there are home-grown chickens, and the atmosphere is very similar to the New Year. The atmosphere in the house immediately changed because suddenly there were a few more guests. People's emotions are always easily infected, and sometimes they don't care about the abundance of goods, but about the popularity.

Today, decades later, the prosperity is extreme, and there are fewer and fewer gatherings between family and friends, and that relaxed and cheerful atmosphere is hard to find.

When I opened the home-brewed sake, the fragrant rice wine immediately filled the whole room, and there were guests at home, so I should take out the wine to entertain them.

So without asking the identity of the visitors in detail, he poured wine for them one by one, and each drank a bowl first.

"There is no good food and wine in the farmhouse!"

"Please don't dislike it!"

This meal can't be eaten in vain, Grandpa Hulu naturally has his plans, after all, he is an immortal, and he still has the ability to change the status quo of a poor family.

When I was hungry, everything I ate was fragrant, and I was very satisfied with the taste of the food.

If you eat other people's things, you will naturally give them a little benefit. After eating other people's wine, you have to tell stories to others, and there are a lot of stories in Grandpa Hulu's stomach, especially two bowls of rice wine, and he, an old man who loves Kan, can't stop his storytelling mouth.