Out of the ancient village of Dong Township (novella) Zhang Baotong

Yuhua snorted, choked Wen Li and said, "Why do we have to share the commissions and rewards we have worked so hard to get?" Didn't the deputy township chief say that he wanted the eight immortals to cross the sea and show their magical powers; It is necessary to reward diligence and punish laziness, and work more and get more. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info we do a lot of work, take a lot of money, and we are also contributing more to our hometown. ”

Everyone was silent when they said this, but Yuhua then said, "Let's all look at the Han people, we are all comparing to see who earns more than whom, and who has the ability to do it; It's like our Dong family seeing how much others earn, so they are jealous, unhappy, and say cool things. ”

But Gina said, "Although you have the ability to earn it, there is a lot of money in the world, and it depends on whether you can earn it in your lifetime." Yuxiu next to Gina also said, "Don't worry, you just earn 10,000 yuan a day, and we won't be red-eyed, let alone ask for a penny from you." Listening to the words of Gina and Xiuyu, Wen Li was a little anxious, and said, "In the past, when we didn't have any money to earn, everyone was not all affectionate and polite, but now that we have money to earn, why is this like this, are we who have an enmity with whom!" As he spoke, he turned around and walked angrily towards the village.

After crossing the covered bridge, it is the boundary of Yuntian Village. The ripe rice is blown by the breeze and you can smell a faint aroma. The paddy has turned yellow, and in a few days it will be harvest season. In the rice fields, which are radiating heat, some middle-aged women can be seen working in the fields.

Wen Li walked to one of her fields and saw her grandmother alone in the field with a shovel draining. Grandma was wearing an old casual dress, with her trouser legs pulled up high, and when she saw Wen Li coming back from the township, she stopped what she was doing, and smiled like the sun in the morning, and said, "My daughter, after a morning walk, are you tired?" As he spoke, he squatted down, picked up a small pot from the edge of the field, and poured a bowl of herbal tea for Wen Li.

Wen Li drank the herbal tea in one go, put down the bowl, and said to her mother, "Grandma, I'm here to do your work." I'm not going to work today. Grandma hurriedly said, "No, no, this kind of work is not done by you." You are now a man of knowledge and work. can't be like grandma, make yourself dirty, and let others see the joke. ”

Wen Li is wearing clean and beautiful work clothes. There is only one set of this kind of work clothes per person, and it must not be soiled, otherwise it will be affected when going to work. So, when I heard Grandma say this, I nodded and said, "Grandma, then I'll go home first." ”

After walking through the fields and woods, we entered the village. As soon as I entered the village, I met a sister who shouted at her in a loud voice from afar, "Sister Wenli, why are you only coming back now, the Guilin tour guide waited for you for an hour or two, and I couldn't wait, so I took the car and left." ”

As soon as Wen Li heard this, she asked the elder sister, "What is the matter with him looking for me?" Sister said, "It seems to have sent you some photos." When he saw that you were not there, he sent it to your house. When Wen Li heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned, because there was also a photo of her and the tour guide in the photo. If my grandmother saw this, she might be trained to be something.

So, she hurried home. When she got home, the door was locked, and she remembered that she had left in a hurry in the morning and forgot to bring her key. So, I went to the house to find Abba. Because Abba loves to go to the house to play pai gow when he has nothing to do.

The house was actually a large hall in the heart of the village, which could accommodate at least seven or eight hundred people. There are four doorways in the house, but there are no doors, so anyone can enter and exit at any time. It used to be the drum tower of the Dong family, with a total of three floors and a height of 13 meters, but it was destroyed by fire in the 60s, so it was later built at the expense of the commune.

There is a small shop in the big house, which is a shop opened by Sister Huaqin's family, and is run by Brother Aqiao, a man from Huaqin. Next to the small shop there were two or three small tables and one or twenty small stools, which were the places provided by the pianists for those who played cards. Although the tables, stools, and venues are free, the card players are smokers, and cigarettes have to be bought from small shops.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Abba sitting at the card table playing pai gow with a few men. They put some bamboo pai gow as big as a bookmark, engraved with points, put them on a small table, stack them, touch two to four pieces per person, and then bet money, and after betting money, they start to compare pips, whoever has a bigger pip wins.

Pai Gow used to be played by older men, and they didn't gamble money, and even if they gambled money, they gambled on one or two dimes at a time, but most of the people who play Pai Gow now are married middle-aged or young men. They don't have to work in the fields, they just watch the children cook at home, and sometimes they are bored at home, so they go around the house and watch others play cards. Looking at it, I learned it, and I wanted to touch two handfuls, but I became addicted and developed a habit. Although they don't have much money on them, they are bold and have a big appetite, and they don't take a dime or two dimes in their eyes at all. Therefore, sometimes if you have bad luck, you can lose dozens of yuan at a time. Therefore, the Dong family calls the person who plays cards a loser.

Seeing Wen Li suddenly enter the house, someone whispered to Abba and said, "Your Wen Li is here." Abba immediately seemed a little panicked, and hurriedly stood up, as if he was afraid of his daughter's discipline. Wen Li has long known that Abba loves to play cards, although she doesn't like it, but she can't dissuade her, because Abba is usually not good at talking, and she doesn't like to talk to others, as if she has a lot of troubles in her heart, and she frowns all day long. It is only when playing cards that you can see his brow stretch slightly. Therefore, she could not bear to disturb Abba's interest. Seeing that Abba looked panicked, he said in a calm tone, "Abba, you give me the key." ”

Abba hurriedly gave her the key, and then was about to leave. But the others didn't want to leave, they were waiting for him to draw cards. He looked a little embarrassed, and looked into his daughter's eyes. Wen Li looked at this situation and said, "Abba, you play for a while, and I'll cook at noon." Abba hurriedly said gratefully, "It's okay, but don't tell your grandma." Wen Li said, "No." ”

When I got home, I opened the door and saw a large envelope stuffed into the crack of the door. The envelope contained a picture taken by the tour guide of the day for their sisters, and a letter that read:

Dear sister, since I first met you, I have always thought that you want to see you, and I think I am in love with you. However, you seem to have some prejudice against me, and you always avoid me and avoid me, do I really hate it so much? If there's something I don't like you, please point it out and I'll try to correct it. In two or three days, I may come again, and then we will meet again. Xu Yalong.

After reading the letter two or three times in a row, Wen Li smiled, and after thinking about it carefully, she felt that the tour guide was actually not annoying, and even a little likable. If he hadn't kept bringing tourists to their village, how could the township and the village, as well as their sisters, have such a good income? However, she did not want to confuse this with love, after all, they belonged to different ethnic groups, and each had its own customs and ways of marriage.

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