Taoyuan Mountain Village

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"You, how do you hit someone?"

When Zhao Wuliu beat someone, his rogue aura came out. He was also a second-rate expert, and his aura was strong, so scared that the old man Huang's son-in-law didn't dare to come up and stop him.

"I played for the old man Huang, let's take a lesson from the old man Huang's face today, remember, pay attention when you speak in our village, I am watching you!"

Zhao Wuliu took out a cigarette, took out a diesel lighter and lit it, then turned the lighter and left.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The little yellow dog yelled at the hapless guy who was beaten, and then wagged his tail to find Zhao Wuliu.

When the old village chief came, he didn't have any favors for the son-in-law and grandson of old man Huang, but there was something to discuss, so he could only talk to them.

"Now the policy can't be extravagant and wasteful. Although we are in the mountains, we have to gradually start implementing it. Spring is here, right? I remember that old man Huang told me that it is okay for you to be a daughter if you don't go back to the village for so many years. Follow the policy Let's go, I plan to build a columbarium directly in this mountain temple, saving some tedious and complicated matters, see your own opinions."

The village wants to build a columbarium, and the old village chief also wants to discuss this with the villagers.

"The columbarium? That won't work, I'm not filial, but my dad has to be buried in the ground to be safe. The graves in this village are not in the city, and you don't need to spend money, no!"

Huang Chunlai didn't care that his son was beaten, and quickly shook his head to refuse.

"That's fine." The old village chief knew that this was difficult to accept for a while, and nodded: "Then let's do it as normal, don't walk around in the village, don't touch some things casually, and don't be afraid of encountering strange things. ."

"What, what do you mean? Yes, is there a ghost?"

Old man Huang's son-in-law was stunned when he heard the words.

The old village chief glanced at him, then turned around and continued to write the white book. There were only a few people here, and his writing was simple.

"The paralyzed group of dogs, when I go back and call my buddies to beat the bastard doesn't even know him!" The face of the swollen old man, the grandson, turned black.

"Don't say a word. There were a lot of people beaten to death in Yushan Village in the past. It's not a good place to be poor." The old man's son-in-law doesn't feel bad about his son being beaten. After all, people who fight every day have been in and out of the police station many times. .

"This place is not poor at all. You said that the road is not easy to walk, and this is also called poverty?" Old man Huang's grandson spat and his teeth were bleeding.

A fluffy little brown bear suddenly ran in, and several people were stunned for a moment, brown bear?

what village? Why is there a brown bear running in?

The most important thing is that this bear is not afraid of people at all. Look here and there, and sometimes he will be mentioned to the side when he blocks the road.

"Is this raised?"

Obviously, this little brown bear was raised by these people, otherwise it would not be so random.

Can brown bears sell for money?

The idea of ​​old man and grandson Huang just appeared, and then, he saw a huge brown bear crawling in from outside.

Several bear children even ran over and wanted to climb up!

Such a big brown bear, if you take a bite, I am afraid that an adult will be bitten to death, right?

What the hell is this place?

Immediately afterwards, an even larger white bear came in. The huge body made them dumbfounded, and there were jade-colored horns on its head!

What is this?

"Ow~"

The little brown bear looked around and couldn't find anything delicious, so he hurried to push the bear of light out.

The village was busy until the evening, and the next day, preparations for the funeral began.

The rice cake team got up early to make rice cakes. Today's share of rice cakes needs to be made more. Taotao, Xiaohua and Erniu circle around the rice cake room. After recovery, Taotao is full of vitality.

Especially knowing that the little willow tree is not dead, I am happy to find a chance to see it.

After building the spiritual shed, the chosen place is the Mountain Temple. After all, this was the old site of the Temple of the Earth in the past. The spiritual table was visited, and there were jugs, wine glasses, incense, candles, fire paper, spiritual bits, portraits, tribute dishes, etc. on the table. There is a big word for liberation on the table.

A bamboo curtain hangs behind the table to separate the coffin, and the ground inside and outside is covered with straw, which is for the wakers to kneel down.

"Cry, look at your paralyzed phone!"

Zhao Wuliu was upset when he saw Old Man Huang's grandson. When he came, he saw Old Man Huang's grandson playing with his mobile phone, and he kicked him and said, "The mobile phone signal is good, isn't it?"

"Wait for me!" Old man Huang's grandson was furious, knowing that the strength of the enemy and us was too different, he got up and pointed at Zhao Wuliu: "Wait for my buddies to come and kill you!"

"You scared me to death, hurry up and cry!" Zhao Wuliu slapped him.

"What are you doing, Zhao Wuliu, why are you crying before it's time?" An old man in the village couldn't take it anymore, he walked in and pulled Zhao Wuliu and said, "Old man Huang hasn't sent it away yet, can you not bother? "

"It's not time yet? Call me when the time comes, and whoever doesn't cry I will cry whoever!"

Zhao Wuliu took a tribute orange and shoved it into his mouth, humming a song and staggering away.

The chefs in the village are all busy, and the old man Huang is dying. It is not a sad thing. Except for a few old people who are talking about it, the rest of the people are also lively.

"Ow~" The little brown bear pushed the bear of light to grab the meat. Just as he ran to the chef who made the braised pork to grab the meat, he was hit by a spoon.

Zi Yi pointed, scared Aoao and ran back to complain.

Pushing the bear of light, don't forget to roar at the chef, I'm very fierce, hurry up and give me the meat!

Xiao Hei didn't even think about the live broadcast anymore. He circled around the village, eating here and there. He was much stronger than the little brown bear and would never rob it.

It was beaten after all.

It's usually a push, push the chef hard, take a bite, don't give me, don't go.

Jiang Xiaoye's strange dog was liked very much by the people in the village, so he fed some here and there, and Xiao Hei's happy tail was wagging to the sky.

Preparing to entertain guests is the most lively, ordering seats, ordering dishes, buying vegetables, supporting pots, and building a rice shed. Jiang Xiaoye had prepared everything for the peach wedding banquet at the old four or eight o'clock, which saved trouble.

The banquet is much simpler. In the past, seven people per pot of vegetables were used, which saves people and effort and saves money. But now that the conditions in the village are good, it is natural to do it well.

"Why do you buy Nanjing?" The old village chief looked at Jiang Xiaoye's cigarettes with distress, and they were all Nanjing cigarettes.

Generally speaking, tobacco and alcohol are low-end, and they are generally issued. Tobacco in Nanjing, wine in Yanghe...

How much is this going to cost?

"This wine was given to me. I just took it out when I couldn't finish drinking it. I didn't have a lot of money for cigarettes, so people in the village ordered it."

Jiang Xiaoye explained, after all, there are few people in Yushan Village, so fireworks don't cost a few dollars.

I didn't finish it yesterday, but today I'll update it all together.

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