Long Xiaoqi's grandmother's house has a stone mill, which is the oldest stone mill, pulled by a donkey.

This stone mill has been left there for a long time and has been occupied exclusively by a mill. After the current Ming Village was protected and developed as a tourist attraction, no one touched the stone mill left by the Ming Dynasty. But now this stone mill is used again, and soybeans are put in the grinding eye, and it is started to grind.

Donkey, I can't find it, how can there be a donkey in these years? But people can find it, Long Zhanye was tied to the grinding rod, and pushed the stone mill forward with difficulty. In the crunching sound, Hattori Chinatsu, who has been here for a long time, poured water into it, and used a bucket to connect the most primitive soy milk underneath.

Long Zhanye, who was kidnapped, was called like a donkey, anyway, he refused to spit out the money, and Long Xiaoqi refused to let him go anyway. Being idle is also idle, it is better to grind soy milk on a stone mill.

"Long Xiaoqi, you have no tricks, even if I am allowed to grind for a hundred days, I will not spit out the money." While grinding like a donkey, Long Zhanye said to Long Xiaoqi: "Anyway, it is you who suffers in comparison, and you lose more anyway, someone has to come to me anyway." Even if the people from our Lao Long family don't come to me, the people from the Lin family will come to you, haha. ”

Long Xiaoqi sat on the chair with the handle of the cigarette hanging, thinking that Long Zhanye was a donkey at all. He didn't hear anything the donkey said.

"What to give him food at night?" Hattori Chinatsu asked Long Xiaoqi with beautiful eyes while scooping beans into the grinding eyes.

This girl is well-behaved, since Long Xiaoqi drove her back, she has stayed in Qianming Village every day. In addition to eating and sleeping, it is to watch the children of this family, help that family sell things, and sell tickets when needed - Qianming Village has been developed as a tourist attraction and is operated by the village in cooperation with the tourism bureau.

Because Hattori Chixia is good-looking, he often goes to sell tickets. Even the advertisement of Qianming Village Tourism is her appearance to attract more tourists.

Not to mention, Hattori Chixia wore the women's clothes of the Ming Dynasty, which was like a heavenly maiden, and she really attracted a lot of people to play.

"Grass." Long Xiaoqi exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "What do donkeys eat if they don't eat grass?" ”

"Whew! Long Xiaoqi, you are too much of a bully, do you really treat me as a donkey? Long Zhanye scolded: "You turtle grandson, why do you have to give me a bite to eat?" Even if you give me grass to eat, will you get me some bracken? ”

"Good!" Long Xiaoqi took a big shot. The leg said: "I'll give you bracken at night, pure natural and wild bracken, we really don't lack this!" ”

"Really?" Long Zhanye frowned, a look of confusion.

"Really!" Long Xiaoqi nodded vigorously.

Long Zhanye is happy, the bracken is delicious, this is also grass.

Long Xiaoqi did what he said, and at night he made bracken for Long Zhanye, a pure wild and natural bracken. But there was no stir-frying, the bracken was put on the grinding plate, and Long Zhanye's eyes were straight when he saw it.

After they all went to sleep, Long Zhanye carefully lifted the bracken, slowly put it in his mouth and chewed it. Almost instantly, his face changed, and he became a standard bitter gourd face.

Truly wild bracken is bitter, especially raw.

"Long Xiaoqi! your mother, just wait, someone has to trouble you these days! Long Zhanye in the mill shouted and scolded: "Do you think that you are back and the Lin family doesn't know? They've known for a long time, and soon someone will come to you for trouble! Hurry up and let me go, they won't dare to act rashly with me, otherwise you'll be finished! ”

No one paid attention to him, he was a donkey in captivity, more pitiful than falling into a black brick field. At least the black brick factory also gave steamed buns to eat, but Long Xiaoqi only gave him grass to eat......

Early the next morning, Long Xiaoqi put on a Taoist robe, put on a fake beard on his face, and walked towards the ticket office in the village with a signboard.

"Uncle Seven, fortune telling?" The villagers greeted him.

"Seventh Grandpa, is your Mai God accurate? Shall I count one? ”

“……”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Long Xiaoqi looked like a god on his face, waved his hand at the villagers and said, "What are you **** blind people doing?" With so many tourists every day, of course Lao Tzu has to make extra money. Don't yell, give me all the mouths. Tighten up, or I'll see if Lao Tzu will pump you! ”

A group of villagers laughed and walked away, they all knew that Uncle Seven liked to play, but they didn't take it seriously. It's for sure that Uncle Seven likes to play, everyone has to cooperate, right?

Hattori Chixia followed Long Xiaoqi, carrying a bag of buns in his hand, like a fart. She didn't know if Long Xiaoqi's anger had disappeared, anyway, it was always good to be well-behaved.

"What are you doing with me? I'm here to get down to business. Long Xiaoqi turned his head and said to Hattori Qianxia: "Go home, sharpen the knife a little faster, maybe you will have to do it fiercely at any time." ”

"But the donkey is always barking, and I don't like it." Hattori Chinatsu pouted and said, "He hasn't finished eating yesterday's grass, so he asked me for meat buns to eat in the morning." ”

"Then you just find a way to let him finish eating yesterday's grass, if you don't eat grass, you won't be bored, if you're bored, you can't grind, if you can't grind, we won't have soy milk to drink, understand?"

Hattori Chixia nodded as if she didn't understand, although she really wanted to follow Long Xiaoqi, she still turned around and walked home.

"Hey, Aunt Seven, come to our house at noon to eat, your nephew and daughter-in-law stewed wild boar!"

"Aunt Seven, are you still here in the morning? My kids miss you......"

“……”

Aunt Seven? Long Xiaoqi was a little confused when he heard this, where is this? When did Hattori Chinatsu become Aunt Seven?

"Turtle Sun, is that your seventh aunt?" Long Xiaoqi scolded.

"Oh, Uncle Seven, it's wrong, it should be called Auntie, hehehe......"

"Roll the calves!" Long Xiaoqi scolded.

He didn't know what happened during this time, anyway, the whole village regarded Hattori Chinatsu as his wife, and she was also a little wife. It's just that the people in the village still like Hattori Chixia, not to mention being beautiful, and having no temper at all, how nice it is.

After pulling all the way, Long Xiaoqi set up a table of eight immortals at the ticket gate, and then inserted the banner of Mai's god behind him, and began to squint and wait.

He was waiting for the people of the Long family, and he was waiting for the people of the Lin family. Although he cleaned up Long Zhanye, he still listened to this guy's words in his head. So he dressed up in disguise to see who the Lin family would come to and what kind of corner it was.

"Master, can you help me look at the face?" A fashionably dressed beautiful woman sat opposite Long Xiaoqi.

Long Xiaoqi half-squinted his eyes, shook his head and said, "You don't have a bad omen." ”

"That's right!" The woman was amazed: "It's too hot, I didn't wear it today!" ”

Long Xiaoqi's body shook, stroked his fake beard and nodded and muttered: This can be seen!

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