Grandma Seventeen wanted to seduce a mortal scholar, and this matter caused Mr. Peng to also have a lawsuit. Ladyboys have different paths, and logically speaking, as a righteous monk, you can't sit idly by. As for what Grandma Seventeen said, mortals looking for fox fairies to be greedy and happy to put their lives into it, it is not the responsibility of the immortal family. This statement is indeed there, but Grandma Seventeen came to seduce, but it was unreasonable.

But in the end, you have to be high with one hand and low with the other. That's the seventeenth grandmother of the sitting hall of Changtu Mansion, who is a famous figure in the Kanto region, and is on an equal footing with Hu Santai's grandmother, but because she is not a Baojia immortal, she is not so famous. So Mr. Peng thought about it for a long time, but decided not to care, after all, he didn't really make any trouble, and even the scholar's mind was not affected, so he was put aside.

Time is like water, and the trance has turned white. I always feel that I have done nothing, but it is already the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mr. Peng was invited by Fu Daoren to go out, and was seriously injured when he returned. It didn't go well that year. Today, the four masters and apprentices of the ghost family sat around and wrapped dumplings, and they had a good time.

"Oh my god! You can let it go! This little bit of work makes you do this kind of work! Li Lintang has not been in Kanto for a long time, but he has already learned an authentic Northeast dialect, "This white face is precious now, don't give me a bad deal." ”

Zhao Shankun laughed, scratched his head, and returned the rolling pin to Huzi. This child is pampered, and before he came to the ghost house, he even had someone to serve and wear his clothes, so how could he do any work? Over the past few days, although I have learned a lot of things, and many chores can be done by myself, it is the first time I have started making dumplings. Ben watched Huzi roll the dough very easily, and thought about trying it out, but he didn't make this effort well, and glued the dough to the noodle table.

Huzi took the rolling pin and said with a smile while rolling the dough: "Everything has a first time, just go back and practice more." ”

"I can't afford to practice!" Li Lintang sighed, "You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are if you don't belong to your family." This white flour is now expensive and scary, just a few days after the New Year, let's make two dumplings, put it down or eat whatever you want, otherwise you can't live this day? ”

Huzi had heard about the rise in grain prices, but he didn't take it too seriously, and when Li Lintang mentioned it, he was also a little curious: "Is it all expensive like this?" The first dumpling and the first two noodles, we can't even eat noodles? ”

"That's not it," Li Lintang also smiled, "It's just that the price increase is too outrageous - the little devil collects grain but doesn't release it." For the Chinese New Year, no matter how poor the family is, they have to get a dumpling to eat, otherwise how can it be called the New Year? Therefore, the price of white noodles in this market has doubled compared to last year. Lao Maozi is gone, we haven't had a good time this day, what should we do, the officials eat and drink spicy, we, the ordinary people, have to thank God for the kindness of God if we live for a day. ”

Perhaps because he felt that it was not appropriate to say these things during the New Year, Mr. Peng diverted the words: "The first dumpling is the first two sides of the new year, but do you know why you eat dumplings during the New Year?" ”

"I know!" Zhao Shankun said, "My father told me at the beginning, dumplings, Jiaozi, New Year and Old Year, so they are called dumplings." ”

"You didn't listen carefully to what I asked." Mr. Peng said with a smile, "Uncle Shi is asking you why you want to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, not how you got the name dumplings." ”

Zhao Shankun scratched his head and failed to answer. Li Lintang and Huzi also looked at Mr. Peng, waiting for him to come up with a result. Mr. Peng laughed, held a pinched dumpling in his hand, and said, "Dumplings, at first, were used as sacrificial food, and after being offered to the ancestors of the gods, we can share them. Over time, the food used for sacrifices during the New Year has become a ritual for the New Year. Later, the meaning of 'changing the age of Jiaozi' was added, and it changed from flat food to 'dumplings'. ”

Offering for the New Year is a secular ceremony. But Mr. Peng's two sentences accidentally poked into Zhao Shankun's heart. After listening to Mr. Peng's words, Zhao Shankun pulled his face and sat on the kang: "I want to make offerings...... But my family doesn't even have a grave ......."

And that is true. Zhao Shangkun's family, after being killed by Lao Maozi, abandoned their bodies in mass graves at will. At that time, there was chaos in Changtu Mansion, and it was already rare for Huzi to save Zhao Shankun, and the people from the ghost family naturally couldn't pay attention to the corpses of the people killed by Lao Maozi when he came into the city, which one was Zhao Shankun's relatives, so naturally he couldn't collect it. In the cemetery between Sun Mountain and Changtu Mansion, there is no one who has been dragged by wild cats and dogs, and it is the rich and noble Zhao Buddha during his lifetime.

Li Lintang was stunned for a moment, and put his hand on Zhao Shankun's head: "Turn back...... Let's get a few tablets, if you miss your family, you might as well have a place to worship. ”

Zhao Shankun nodded, and when he opened his mouth again, it was Song Xiongfang's voice that came out: "You have nowhere to worship your parents, and I have nowhere to mourn my soldiers!" I don't even know where my own body is! Only revenge can comfort the spirit of my sentinel soldiers in the sky! ”

"New Year's Day, don't come out and shout!" Li Lintang was taken aback, suddenly took his hand away, and scolded, "Get out!" I'm concerned about your business, don't grind with me for three days and two ends, why is it endless? My apprentice is kind-hearted and refuses to suppress you, so you can't always be on his body. ”

After Li Lintang scolded these two sentences, Zhao Shankun stopped moving. He leaned down to look, and it turned out that he was asleep sitting on the kang.

Mr. Peng smiled bitterly, and then said, "Actually, this dumpling has other meanings. It's very troublesome to eat like this. Cutting meat, mixing stuffing, mixing noodles, rolling skin, steaming or boiling after wrapping, if they are all done by one person, I am afraid it will take a long time. During the Chinese New Year, the family gets together, one person divides one or two jobs, sits around the curtain, wraps dumplings and gossips at home, this is a reunion. After a long period of hard work, it is a great blessing for the family to get together during the New Year. There is nothing more life-friendly in the world, so dumplings are reunions. We are ghosts, and those who can enter the door are all lonely and helpless. When I was a child, my family was in the middle of the road, and I was forced to go up the mountain to ask for a living from my master. Lin Tang, you are an orphan I picked up, from our master's surname; Toilet...... It is the iniquity I have done, but I have brought forth a blessing; The dog's family was ruined, and he was saved by the tiger. Speaking of which, none of us have living blood relatives, and during the Chinese New Year, we can get together and enter the door...... That's a family. ”

Huzi looked up, and Mr. Peng's gray hair seemed a little dazzling to him. Mr. Peng didn't sigh for too long, but changed his words again: "This dumpling will be cooked in a while, Huzi, you go and send some to Zhao Baofu and their family." It's not easy for them to have a good family, so take care of some if you can. ”

Not to mention, what is the cost of Zhao Yueyue's medical treatment these days, then Zhao Yueyue's family is already poor. Zhao Baofu is a farmer, the land belongs to the landlord, and the pigs in the family are also raised for the landlord. In the off-season, I went to the landlord's house to do short-term work, but I couldn't earn any money. This year, the price of grain has risen like this, and according to Zhao Baofu's temperament, he may not be willing to buy white noodles to make dumplings.

"Not really!" Li Lintang threw the dough in his hand on the case, "Senior brother, aren't you messing around!" This Zhao family is now clearly relying on us. Huzi sent food to him twice in three days, and we also sent Laba porridge during the Laba Festival, it doesn't matter. But after recognizing Li'er, you can't send things out on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve! ”

"Zhao Yueyue, their family has a hall." Mr. Peng explained.

"What's wrong with Youtangguchi?" Li Lintang snorted coldly, "If you have a hall, is there anything more than other people's homes?" ”

Huzi nodded: "Uncle Shi, the great immortals in Kanto are particular. But if any disciple wants to eat dumplings at home, the first plate cannot be offered to the ancestors, and the immortal family at home must be supplied first. Although Zhao Yueyue is unconscious now, her family's hall has not yet dispersed, and the rules must be followed. On the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he did not make offerings to the immortal families in the hall, for fear that those immortal families would be blamed. ”

Li Lintang glanced at Huzi and said in a low voice: "Why are there so many things?" Sooner or later, you're going to be dragged to death by their family! ”

Huzi didn't say anything, but he thought deeply of what his uncle said. If Zhao Yueyue was safe and sound, Zhao Baofu came to Mr. Peng to tell him about the marriage of the two surnames, Mr. Peng definitely did not frown, and immediately went to the matchmaker, promised a lot of gifts, set a good day and an auspicious day, and handled the marriage of the two juniors.

But Zhao Baofu came to the door, not because he fell in love with Huzi, but because Zhao Yueyue was unconscious, and he didn't know when he would get better, so he came to ask for peace. He is an honest man, but honest people also have their own bad ideas. Taking advantage of the guilt in Huzi's heart, he seized the time to make a decision on this matter, so that he could feel at ease. It is said that raising children is to prevent old age, but the Zhao family and his wife only have one daughter, Zhao Yueyue, and they can only point to their son-in-law to provide for them.

Now that such a thing has happened, Zhao Baofu himself is also sorry. But when he thought that if Zhao Yueyue couldn't wake up, he and his daughter-in-law wouldn't be able to survive the day when the family of three would be old, so he gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and gave up this old face, and he also wanted to blackmail Huzi over.

Huzi also understood what Zhao Baofu meant, but he could only do what he wanted. In fact, if Mr. Peng bites to death and does not allow this marriage, Zhao Baofu will have no way to take the ghost family and the tiger. However, the pimple in Huzi's heart was tied in a dead knot, and he couldn't get over this hurdle in his own heart - Zhao Yueyue became like this because of him, if Zhao Yueyue really couldn't wake up, he should also support his parents for Zhao Yueyue. Since Zhao Baofu mentioned the family matter, he had no trouble making a promise to give the Zhao family and his wife a little peace of mind.

But he really hated Zhao Baofu's behavior as if he had sold his daughter, so he agreed to take a knife to Zhao Baofu's neck.

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