If I can say this, it means that he doesn't know enough about me.

The Council of Elders is not on the verge of being unable to shake my tree, but it is already unable to shake it.

Don't forget, in fact, I am also a member of the Presbyterian Church, although I entered the Presbyterian Church as a messenger, but in fact, there is no such position as "messenger and apprentice" in the Presbyterian Church, as long as you enter that place, there must be a place for you, to put it bluntly, I am now one of the many elders in the family, but there is no real name.

Is it awkward to call yourself an elder in your twenties? I also felt awkward. But in the first place, the presbyterian church had to pull me into the church in order to restrain me, what could I do?

Now, in a place other than the family, the elders' council can't control me, at home, I not only have the eldest and second masters, but also sit on thrift stores and grain stores, many juniors in the family, and the elders who have a wrong relationship with the juniors, or directly my people, or have a deep interest relationship with me, if the elders dare to touch me, these people are going to rebel nine times out of ten, not to mention that I have such a good relationship with the ninth master, Jingzimai can be at my disposal, even within the elders, everyone is on an equal footing, Don't embarrass anyone.

From any point of view, I'm now an impregnable part of the Presbyterian Church, and they're trying to stumble on me, and in the end it's them who hurt me.

But the Council of Elders obviously doesn't see this clearly, and I'm not going to remind them, after all, foolish people are easier to deal with than sober people, and besides, if you say things too clearly, it will make everyone look bad, so it's better not to say anything.

I also didn't say these words to Yu Heng.

At this time, Yu Heng spoke again: "Speaking of which, our old family should also make some contributions to the industry." In the past, only the second child of our family participated in the funeral religion, and now the second child goes to Gesoshan Mountain to recuperate, and it is estimated that it will take two or three years to come back. ”

The two sentences of Yu Heng, the former sentence and the latter sentence do not seem to be necessarily related.

I asked him, "Uncle, according to what you mean, how should our old family contribute?" ”

Yu Heng smiled: "Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing?" Nowadays, nine out of ten of the resources at home are in your hands, and you can't use them how you want to use them? However, you can't call it casually anymore. ”

What I'm most afraid of now is this sentence, but I didn't expect Yu Heng to say it.

Jingzimai is really easy to use, if it weren't for them, Miao Jiang wouldn't be able to settle down so quickly, but if Jingzimai is taken out of my hands, many things will be done in the future, I'm afraid it won't be so smooth.

However, Yu Heng then said: "Actually, Jing Zimai is not the sharpest knife of our old family. ”

As he spoke, Tong Heng took out a boxy cowhide book from his arms and stuffed it into my hand.

I took a look, and the names recorded in the book were all the names of the people, as well as the specific locations where these people live, and by the way, the people recorded in the book were all surnamed "palms".

"What is this?" I closed the notebook and wondered.

It happened that it was also time for dinner, and people had already begun to enter the cafeteria, and Tong Heng seemed inconvenient to explain, so he waved his hand: "You go and ask Zhang Weiguo, he knows the people here very well." ”

Seeing that there were more and more juniors coming to the cafeteria, I didn't want to stay long, so I pushed away the chair and stood up.

"Shall you eat lunch before leaving?" Yu Heng said.

I waved my hand: "I have a lot of things at hand, so I don't dare to delay." ”

Yu Heng didn't forcibly keep me, but just said to me: "If you have been at the Old Grain Bureau for a while, if you have time, go and see him." ”

Counting up, it has been eight or nine months since I sent her to the compound of the Old Grain Bureau.

I casually asked, "What is his current state?" ”

Yu Heng's response was also unexpectedly casual: "You can just go and see it." ”

I nodded, put the leather notebook in my pocket and left the cafeteria.

When I came down from the upper floor, I was often greeted by people along the way, and I still couldn't adapt to the enthusiasm of these people, but I had seen a lot of such scenes, and I was somewhat numb, and everyone came up to set it up, and I could barely cope with it.

After leaving the garage, I thought about it, or planned to go to Zhang Donghai later, a while ago he suddenly emptied the entire Jingzi vein, and now returned to Bohai Bay, I estimate that the people of the Presbyterian Church may find him trouble, because Zhang Donghai's identity at home is relatively special, I can't help him with this kind of thing.

No matter how I mix, in terms of seniority, I can only be regarded as a junior, but Zhangdonghai is a dignified person, in terms of seniority, he is on an equal footing with the uncle and the second master, and I am a junior, for the sake of a grandfather's generation, it is not suitable to go to the elders' meeting, and it is easy to cause some rumors.

It just so happened that I hadn't eaten yet, so I might as well go to the compound of the Old Grain Bureau for a walk and taste what it tasted like a fire.

I remember that day, I happened to run into several northern roads in the market for emergency repairs, and the road was blocked, and when I arrived at the compound of the Old Grain Bureau, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

After getting off the bus, I first went to the Fulin roast duck restaurant to have a look, originally wanted to see who the roast duck restaurant was plated down, whether it would change its line and become another storefront, but I didn't expect to come for more than a year, weeds have grown on the wall of the roast duck restaurant, and the small plaque hanging at the door has also lost paint, and the originally clean courtyard gate is now almost completely covered with rust.

This store is completely deserted.

Boss Wan passed away a few years ago, and Mr. Chi put his mind on the Yin City side again, and the store was unattended, but he didn't expect it to be dilapidated like this.

Back in the day, I liked to come here to chat with Boss Wan whenever I had free time, and I still remember the look on his face brushing oil on the duck skin and the burst of aroma wafting from the hanging stove.

When I think of this, I can't help but sigh in my heart.

One last glance at the courtyard door of the Fulin Roast Duck Restaurant, I sighed and turned to leave.

The sun is shining, the whole grain bureau compound is hot, I am pondering on the road, there is no air conditioning in the fire shop, the summer burns the living road, if you are pampered since childhood, can you bear this hardship?

Since the practical care of this shop, the store only does fire, not other dishes, this is also a helpless thing, usually only practical one person stir-frying, the guys are only responsible for the hand, there is no stir-frying skills, only fire.

Fortunately, the craftsmanship of the guys has been passed down to the real practice, and the fire taste is very good, although the business has become single, but there is no worry about no customers.

But right now, it is the time when business in the old alley is the weakest, the fire shop has long been extinguished, and a few guys are sitting in the courtyard to enjoy the shade, and they don't bother to say hello when they see me coming in.

This shop is like this, although the service is not enthusiastic, but they are very sincere, no matter what you buy, there will definitely be no shortage of pounds and two.

I patted one of the guys on the shoulder, brought the menu, pointed to the meat on it, and told him with my hand that I wanted twelve.

The man was very quick with his hands and feet, and immediately went into the kitchen, knocked the table in the corner of the kitchen, and then went to make a fire for the stove with a bundle of firewood.

In addition to the guy who was burning the fire, there was also a young man about my age in the kitchen, who was sleeping on a bench, and was awakened by the sound of the guy knocking on the table, so he quickly rubbed his eyes and got up.

When I entered the yard just now, I saw someone sleeping in the kitchen, but I didn't expect that this person was just that.

Nine months have passed, he seems to be a completely different person, in the past, he always pays special attention to pomp, what he wears, wears, is either antique or luxury, and his face is always cleaned up, but now, he has taken off his previous publicity, and has become a little raunchy, and his body is faintly revealing a sloppy but simple temperament.

I knew that if I stayed in the fire shop for a long time, something would definitely change, but I didn't expect him to become what he is now.

It was only later that I learned that during the period when he was a helper in the fire shop, the family did not pay him a penny, and he relied on himself for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

When the fire was boiling, he came out into the courtyard with a plate, and when he saw me, a hint of boredom appeared on his expressionless face.

It looks like he still hates me, but I don't care.

I smiled and beckoned to him: "Come and eat with me, it's awkward to gnaw on the fire alone on this hot day." ”

He didn't refuse me, but when he came up to me, he threw the bamboo plate with fire on the table, and the fire was shaken out, and it was thanks to my quick hand that the fire did not burn to the ground.

"You did this?" I grabbed a fire and asked what it was.

She nodded her head in a gloomy way, and her expression was really, as uncomfortable as ever.

I guess he must have thought that I had come to trouble him this time. People like to treat others with themselves, and they are inevitably vulgar.

He didn't really want to talk to me, and I didn't ramble any more, concentrating on the fire in my hand.

First bite the fire skin, blow two breaths of cool air into it, wait for the filling is not so hot, take a sip of the filling, then take a bite of the fire, and eat the dough mixed with the meat filling.

The roast in my hand is crispy and tender, and the meat is juicy and salty, and if I don't have enough patience and care, I can't make such a good thing.

"Tomorrow you can pack your things and go home." I put down the fire in my hand and said to you.

He first widened his eyes and stared at me in disbelief, and after a long time, he sighed: "How can there be a good place at home, how old I am alive, I have never been so at ease as now." ”

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