Godfather of national football

Chapter 492 Revisiting Snow Village ([-])

Li Zibing felt flustered when he was watched, so he leaned into Li Guo's ear and whispered, "Does this guy want us to have a wedding ceremony tonight?"

"The bridal chamber? Haven't we already had the bridal chamber N times?"

Li Zibing kicked Li Guo under the table, "No one is serious."

"However, we promised Aunt Leng to stay at her house tonight, but I think the village chief's kindness is hard to refuse," Li Guo said.

Li Zibing chuckled: "Don't worry about that, Aunt Leng has her own plan."

At the end of the banquet, Aunt Leng suddenly had a seizure, and an elder sister beside her hurriedly asked, "Aunt Leng, what's wrong with you."

"Chest tightness, shortness of breath, discomfort."

The village chief took a look and asked, "Aunt Leng, do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need, just go home and lie down."

The village chief was about to call two people to accompany Aunt Leng, but Aunt Leng did not expect to act first, "Li Guo, Zibing, hurry up and help me, I am dying."

"okay."

The village head opened his mouth, wanting to stop him, but...the situation didn't allow it, just like that, the village head watched Li Guo slip away, and didn't send out the favor in a daze.

When they arrived at Aunt Leng's house, the three of them laughed, and Li Guo said, "Aunt Leng, you are such a thief."

"Hehe, it's not all forced by you two."

The three chatted for a while, and Aunt Leng became sleepy, and said: "I'm going to sleep, you two can do whatever you want, it's the same room as last time, as long as there's less movement."

Li Guo chuckled, "Okay, then I'll keep my voice down."

Li Zibing gave Li Guo a blank look.

At night four years ago, the surrounding area was completely silent, and some wild beasts shouted from time to time, which was quite scary.

But now at night, the sound of motors can still be heard outside, it should be the sound of snowmobiles, and the sound of people talking.

"Everything has changed, Xuecun is not so cute anymore," Li Zibing said.

Li Guo said: "You can't have your cake and eat it too. It used to be good, but it was poor. Now it's troubled, but everyone has money."

Li Zibing remained silent, "But Aunt Leng won't be happy."

"Why don't we have a baby, and then when you get old, someone will be with you."

Li Zibing burst into a smile, you can think so far.

The next day, the first thing Li Guo thought of was to visit Cui San. He had seen him at the banquet yesterday, but he had no chance to talk.

After walking for 10 minutes, I came to Cui San's house. A burst of heat came out, and Li Guo called out, "Is Cui San there?"

"Who is it?" Cui San went out and saw that it was Li Guo, and immediately smiled, "Director Li, hurry up and come in."

"What are you busy with?"

"Make tofu."

Li Guo saw several large plates of tofu on the table, and soy milk was still boiling in the pot, "You make so much, do you eat it by yourself during the Spring Festival?"

"Of course not, it's for the hotel in the village."

It turned out that he started a small business, so he had to be the same, "By the way, where are Cui Feng and Cui Niu?"

Li Guo remembered that when he came last time, Cui Feng was 10 years old and Cui Niu was 8 years old, and both of them should have grown up now.

"In Shenyang, I will be home tomorrow."

"Go to school?" Li Guo asked.

"No, I went to play football and received youth training in Shenyang." Cui San rubbed his hands and said proudly: "I finally decided to send them both to play football."

Li Guo was a little surprised, and Cui San continued: "The village has developed tourism, and I can finally support the two of them."

Li Guo gave a thumbs up, "You should be proud, and the two of them should also be proud of you."

Cui San waved his hand, "Haha, if the economic conditions are better, I still want to send them to Evergrande's football school, but now they can only be in Shenyang."

In the 90s, Liaoning football represented by Liao Xiaohu was the pride of China, but then the times changed, and the territory of football also changed.

Li Guo said: "Do you know Liao Xiaohu? I think your choice is right."

"hope so."

"By the way, Li instructs you whether you want to eat tofu, it's just out of the pot."

The smell of tofu wafted from the room, and Li Chaozao moved his index finger. This kind of original delicacy has an irresistible temptation.

"Okay, let's have a small piece."

Cui San cut a small piece for Li Guo, and there was a burst of bean aroma, Li Guo tasted it, then gave a thumbs up, "It's really good."

"For the brine, the water is also from our own well water, so the supply is in short supply."

Li Guo has seen many changes in Xuecun this time, some good and some bad, but the changes in Cui Sanjia should be what Li Guo is most willing to see.

"Director Li, I guess your New Year's Eve dinner must be at Aunt Leng's."

Cui San originally wanted to invite Li to come to his house for a New Year's Eve dinner, but he probably couldn't invite him, so Li Guo also nodded.

"Then I'll send a plate of tofu over there, can you accept it?"

"Okay, I can't ask for it."

The two chatted for a while, Cui San didn't want Li Guo to eat anymore, he had to deliver tofu.

Coming out of Cui San's house and walking on the street, Li Guo saw Kong Ergou again. The guy saw Li Guo and wanted to come over, but he didn't dare. Finally Li Guo called him, "Come here."

Kong Ergou smiled and ran over, "Hello, Director Li."

"What are you doing with me?"

Kong Ergou put on a dumbfounding expression, Li Guo chuckled, "Forget it, did you have something to do with me?"

Kong Ergou hesitated, Li Guo became impatient, "Don't tell me I'm leaving."

"I say!"

"It's like this. I heard that if you build a new house, if you find a famous person to write on the gate, you will make a fortune."

Li Guo understood that this guy probably wanted to write an inscription or something, so he asked, "Have you built a new house?"

"The village helped build it."

"Okay, take me to see it."

When we arrived at Kong Ergou's house, it was still a wooden house, but it had been renovated. Kong Ergou pointed to the middle of the lintel, "Director Li, look, this is here. I wonder if you can keep the door treasure."

"The door treasure? It's the calligraphy treasure."

Kong Ergou's face turned crooked, "Boss, don't play with me, my new house, you want to leave me a tomb treasure, isn't that bad luck?"

Li Guo was a scholar and met a soldier, so he couldn't explain why, "Okay, get a pen, and I will leave you a door treasure."

Serving the pen and ink, Li Guo asked, "What do you write?"

Kong Ergou thought for a while and said, "Just write that Kong Ergou is handsome."

Li Guo threw the pen on the ground, "I'm sorry, I can't write it, I need to find a place to spit it out."

Kong Ergou's face darkened, "Then you just read and write, it's fine if you don't get into trouble."

Li Guo thought for a while, and simply wrote down four words - happy housewarming.

Kong Ergou couldn't understand it, but when he saw the word Xi, he knew it was a good intention, "My God, this was written by Li Guo, it can honor our ancestors and ancestors." After speaking, he knelt down again with a plop.

Li Guo was sweating, and shouted in his heart: "Li Zibing, Aunt Leng, save me!"

(End of this chapter)