When Li Yanzhi returned with a large bag on his back and a full load, he saw a small village built next to Liangshan in the distance. This is Li Yanzhi's home, Jiming Village.

The village is surrounded by mountains on both sides and by a river on one side, and there is only one way in and out.

In fact, this is a village, but in fact there are only four families - Li Yanzhi and the three children he took in, Uncle Jin, Aunt Hua, and Sister Wei, a pretty widow.

However, although the village is small, it carries all the good memories of Li Yanzhi, he was brought up by Uncle Jin, Aunt Hua, and Sister Wei since he was a child, although he doesn't know who his biological parents are, but he knows that this is his home.

From a distance, I saw a thin old woman at the entrance of the village, standing on tiptoe, looking eagerly at the way into the village, as if waiting for someone, and her wrinkled face was not without anxiety.

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er!" When the old woman saw Li Yanzhi's figure, she immediately waved and shouted happily, and the anxious look on her face had already been swept away.

"Aunt Hua!" Li Yanzhi jumped to Aunt Hua's side.

Aunt Hua smiled, the wrinkles on her face seemed to be a little flattened, and she looked carefully around Li Yanzhi first three circles on the left and three circles on the right, and when she found that the other party was not injured or hindered, she immediately put her mind at ease, and then deliberately put on a straight face and said: "You kid, don't tell the adults in the family first when you go out, do you know how anxious we are these days." ”

"Aunt Hua, don't be angry, don't worry, I promise that there won't be a next time," Li Yanzhi hurriedly begged for mercy, and then hurriedly took out the gift he bought for Aunt Hua, and said as if offering treasure: "Aunt Hua, look, I bought a lot of fabrics, cut a few new clothes for you, and some scraps of fabric, which can be used to make your favorite puppets." ”

"You kid, why are you wasting all this money, why am I an old woman making so many new clothes? Aunt Hua was still disgusted, but her face could not hide the joy of relief, thinking that her Zhi'er would buy her gifts when she grew up.

"Make new clothes so that I can introduce you to the handsome old man. Li Yanzhi grinned and said narrowly.

"Poof!"

Aunt Hua was amused for a moment, the expression on her face could no longer be suppressed, and she gently poked Li Yanzhi's head angrily, and said, "You kid, you are so old that you don't have any shape at all." Hungry, let's go, Aunt Hua has made your favorite food called flower chicken for you, eat it while it's hot. ”

"Okay, Aunt Hua!" Li Yanzhi followed behind Aunt Hua. Not to mention, these days in the Demon King's tomb, what he misses most is Aunt Hua's flower chicken. This is called flower chicken, he has grown from a snack to a big one, but he is very hungry if he doesn't eat it for a few days.

Entering the village, Li Yanzhi saw a sturdy and honest middle-aged man from a distance, standing on the ground and working hard, sweating like rain.

Seeing Uncle Jin, Li Yanzhi was full of joy, but when he saw what the other party was doing, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Uncle Jin's posture was to hoe the ground, yes, his sturdy arms waved vigorously, and he was very serious and hardworking, but the problem was that he was standing on a bare boulder, holding an invisible hoe in his hand, hoeing the herb seedlings that did not exist at all.

"Aunt Hua, Uncle Jin drank too much today?" asked Li Yanzhi with a laugh.

"This dead old man doesn't drink too much one day!" Aunt Hua said angrily.

Since Li Yanzhi can remember, Aunt Hua has not dealt with Uncle Jin, and if she doesn't quarrel with thirty or fifty mouths every day, she will definitely not be able to live this life.

"Dead old man, what are you messing around all day long, didn't you see Zhi'er come back?!" Aunt Hua yelled at Uncle Jin.

Uncle Jin wiped the sweat left by the "hard work" on his forehead, turned his head to see Li Yanzhi, and immediately smiled innocently, revealing a mouthful of snow-white white teeth: "Zhi'er is back, you wait a while, I will hoe this elixir with two more hoes." ”

After saying that, he really took the invisible hoe twice, and then he came down from the bare stone contentedly, and when he came down, he was very cautious, as if he was afraid that he would trample on the "elixir" if he was not careful.

"It's okay Uncle Jin, you are slowly busy. Li Yanzhi said with a grin. How many times have I seen such a thing since I was a child, and I have long seen it.

"Dead old man, how much wine have you drunk today?" Uncle Jin had just stepped forward, and immediately a rush of wine rushed to the sky, and Aunt Hua asked angrily.

"It's not much, it's only fifty altars. Uncle Jin proved his innocence and showed that he really didn't drink much.

But in exchange for Aunt Hua's big eyes: "Zhi'er is back, you will eat at my place tonight, and you and Wei will also come over." Also, don't bring your stinky wine, you old drunkard, don't teach my Zhi'er to be a little drunkard!"

After explaining what she wanted to explain, Aunt Hua turned around and pulled Li Yanzhi away, as if she didn't want to stay with Uncle Jin, an old drunkard, for a moment.

Li Yanzhi was innocently carried forward, but he didn't forget to turn his head and silently make a mouth shape at Uncle Jin: "Wine." "——Uncle Jin's own flower carving, he also misses it very much.

Although Uncle Jin was drunk, his mind was not confused at all, and he immediately made a "understand" gesture, and then walked to his own wine cellar with his hands and feet and picked up wine for Li Yanzhi.

From childhood to adulthood, he and his grandfather have carried Aunt Hua on their backs, and they have done it many times, and they are very skilled.

"Say, Who stole my godly butter?"

When Li Yanzhi and Aunt Hua passed by a small thatched courtyard, a reprimand came from the window.

However, although it is a reprimand, the voice is clear and beautiful like an empty valley orchid, like a melodious song and dance of a warbler, like a heavenly sound, and it is more beautiful than any music Li Yanzhi has heard.

"Sister Wei, it's really not me, it's Rhubarb, it must have been eaten by Rhubarb!" came from Bai Xiaopang's anxious voice in the room.

"Wang!" the earth dog Rhubarb let out a muffled bark.

Li Yanzhi couldn't help but snicker - this white little fat is four and a half years old, he is a famous little gluttonous cat, and Sister Wei's crisp cheese is not a day or two, no need to ask, he definitely ate it secretly.

"Okay, you little bastard, you haven't taught you a lesson for a few days, and you've learned to lie!" Sister Wei's voice was still as beautiful as the sound of heaven.

But Li Yanzhi heard that she had a trace of anger, and couldn't help but glance at Aunt Hua, and they both saw a trace of "something is wrong" in the other party's eyes.

Li Yanzhi hurriedly pushed the door and walked in.

Sister Wei usually speaks like water and songs, which is unusually good, but the premise is that no one makes her angry, otherwise the sound of heaven will instantly change into the roar of the lion in Hedong, and it will not stop all day, and the whole village will not have a good life.

Uncle Jin and Aunt Hua don't deal with each other on weekdays, but they surprisingly agree on the matter of "never make Wei's angry".

"Sister Wei, hurry up and take rhubarb to see the doctor, this crisp cheese has been left for several days, and it will be poisoned if you eat it. After entering, Li Yanzhi picked up the only piece of crisp cheese left on the plate, and after looking at it, he said with some "anxiety", and then turned his head to look at Bai Xiaopang.

I saw that Bai Xiaochub's round and chubby little face changed color instantly, and he cried "wow": "Sister Wei, I ate the cheese, help me, I don't want to die when I'm young." ”