Chapter 17: The Patriarch Speaks to Business
Li Dequan saw it next to him and hurriedly stopped it.
Li Hu put on a bracelet for Yu'er, touched her head with a smile, and said happily: "No matter how valuable things are put on our Yu'er's hands, they are not precious!" ”
"'Yu'er? Li Yufu! My big name is 'Li Yufu'! The nickname is 'Yu'er'! Yu'er happily broke free from Li Hu's arms, ran into the back room with a puff of smoke, and went to tell her grandmother and mother the good news.
Lee Jae-ho and his wife looked at Yu'er's departing figure and smiled happily. After Li Zaihao finished choosing Yu'er's name, he sat at the table, smoking a cigarette and drinking tea. He saw that Li Dequan's father and son were almost busy, so he took the cigarette pot from his mouth, took it on the edge of the table and knocked it, and the cigarette ash spilled on the ground.
Li Zaihao cleared his throat and opened his mouth to get down to business: "Today, I notified the people in the clan to come up to discuss the matter, do you know why?" ”
"Yes, yes!" Li Dequan hurriedly took off the smoking pot in his mouth and replied sideways.
Li Zaihao nodded with satisfaction, reloaded a pot of cigarettes, lit a match, took a puff, spit out a large cloud of smoke, and said to Li Dequan in a good mood: "It's good to know!" Now call your wife and your daughter-in-law to go to the ancestral hall with my old woman, wash out the pots, bowls, and chopsticks, and boil two pots of 'porridge with grain residues', and when everyone arrives, drink a bowl and have a bowl of warmth. ”
When Li Dequan heard this, he rubbed his palms uneasily, he was worried that there were not many ready-made 'grain dregs' in the granary of the ancestral hall, and it was difficult to say it directly. His family lived next to the ancestral hall, and in order to avoid suspicion, he offered not to take charge of the key to the granary of the ancestral hall, but the situation of the granary was still clear. The ancestral hall of the Li family was originally a fortress where the soldiers fought against the enemy, and there was no problem in providing hundreds of people to eat and drink, and the pots and pans, spoons, spoons, and chopsticks in the ancestral hall stove were ready-made, and there was enough public food in reserve, which was the rule handed down by the Li family ancestral hall for hundreds of years, in order to prevent accidents, it was prepared there all the year round. It's just that in recent years, the world has been quieter, and there is no need to send people to the ancestral hall to garrison it as in the early years, so the grain is not processed into fine grain, which is also for the sake of easy storage.
Because after the grains, wheat and other grains are processed into fine grains, they are prone to insects and mildew, and are difficult to keep. Now, when Li Dequan heard his father say that he would cook porridge for dozens of people, he was worried that it would be too late to grind the grains now, even if he took out all the 'grains' in his house, it would not be enough for so many people to eat.
Li Dequan blushed, rubbed his hands, and said timidly: "I also have some 'grain dregs' at home, which may not be enough for so many people to eat." The public grain in the ancestral hall has not been 'pushed' (the meaning of grinding) out, I am afraid that it will ......"
"It doesn't matter, I don't know that there is no fine grain in the granary of the ancestral hall! Your aunt has already carried all the 'grain dregs' in my house, it is estimated that there are more than 20 catties, and it should be almost enough to cook porridge, and my two daughters-in-law are still making corn and rice dumplings in the house, and they will carry them soon. There is no need to push the grain and wheat in the ancestral hall, you can quickly go and collect the stove house and boil the porridge. Lee Jae-ho interrupted Lee Dequan's words and comforted him.
"Why do you want this?" Li Dequan blushed his face and said embarrassedly: "I eat your family's fine food when I go back, the ancestral hall has rules, and you should eat public food when you come up to discuss matters!" ”
Lee Jae-ho smiled silently, squinted his eyes, and continued to smoke dry cigarettes.
Li Hushi smiled and urged Li Dequan to say, "What's yours, what's mine?" They are all people with the same surname, so what do they know so well? Call the two women of your house out and go with me to the stove. Otherwise, when the meeting is all gathered, the three of us women have not yet boiled out the porridge, and the old man will be unhappy again. ”
Li Dequan saw that his mother was reasonable, and it was not easy to argue, so he asked his son Li Chongpin to go into the back room, he called his mother and Ju Ying out, and asked them to go to the stove house in the ancestral hall with his mother to cook porridge.
After a while, Lee Jae-ho heard the sound of pots and pans and chopsticks colliding from the stove room of the ancestral hall, and he looked out the door, but he didn't see anyone else coming up. He got up and walked to the door, closed it, bolted the deadbolt, turned around, and with a serious expression took out a leather case from his bosom and laid it on the table.
Li Dequan saw that there were still mud marks on the leather box, so he estimated that his father had just pulled the leather box out of the ground. Lee Jae-ho carefully took out a roll of oilcloth tightly bound with twine from the leather box, and opened it carefully, revealing an ordinary white candle with the thickness of a wine glass.
When Li Dequan saw it, he inevitably muttered in his heart: "What is my father doing?" ”
"Do you know what this is?" Li Dehao held the candle and asked Li Dequan seriously.
At first, Li Dequan saw his father's mysterious appearance, and then saw that the leather box he took out was stained with some mud, and he was a little suspicious that it was a "treasure map". At that time, Li Dequan was still a little scared, and he didn't understand what his father was doing today with Li Jiashan's treasure, which had never been shown to people since ancient times. Now, when he saw that his father was holding only a white candle, he was a little confused. If it is said that the ancestors want to use candles, according to Li Jiashan's rules, they should go to the ancestral hall on the first day of tomorrow, not in my house? Besides, even if you respect your ancestors, you should at least use two red candles, where is the reason for using one white candle?
Li Dequan couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in his father's gourd, and he didn't dare to guess randomly, so he honestly shook his head and replied, "I don't know." ”
"This is a 'treasure map'!" Lee Jae-ho still said with a serious expression.
"Is it a 'treasure map'?" Li Dequan blurted out a rhetorical question.
"That's right! It's a 'treasure map'! I'll pass it on to you today! Protect it as you would your own wife and children, your children and your own life! Except for the slightest mistake, Li Jiashan people will never spare you! Speaking of this, Li Zaihao paused, and said loudly without question: "Li Dequan takes the picture!" ”
Li Dequan suddenly heard his father's shout, subconsciously knelt in front of him, and took the half of the legendary "treasure map" with trembling hands, his face was flushed, and he was so nervous that he couldn't say a word.
Lee Jae-ho remembered that when he received this "treasure map" wrapped in white candles from the old patriarch, he was also so nervous and excited. He smiled, made a relaxed appearance and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I'm old, I should give you a bottom about this matter as soon as possible, lest there be three long and two short, and if I get to break the block, I'm sorry for my ancestors......"
"Daddy! Why do you say these unlucky things for no reason? You're still very strong! Li Dequan knelt on the ground, holding a candle, a little overwhelmed.