Calamity Crown

The two carried knives at their waists and long firearms on their backs.

On the two gun towers where the tuo guns were placed, there were four other men.

Although it is said that as soon as winter comes, the lockers should all be winter cats and should not go down the mountain to make trouble.

But no one dares to guarantee [-]%, only pay attention to yourself.

"Be smarter at night."

"When the shift changes tomorrow morning, go to my place to get the drink."

Old Li ordered.

"Thank you shopkeeper."

A few young men laughed.

Their guards are on a shift system, usually divided into the first half of the night and the second half of the night, and then, twenty or so guys are divided into four shifts.

Like today is a young year, it's their turn.

When New Year's Eve comes, it's someone else's turn.

No one can complain.

It was drawn by lottery, who to blame?

Check your luck.

But now, it is normal to guard in rotation, but there are rewards, so it is naturally different.

Feeling the happiness of the guys, Lao Li was also happy.

He was also young.

Naturally knows what young people want.

Wine, women and respect.

Woman, he is an old bachelor, there is really no way.

Wine and respect, he gives.

"Changhai has reached his age, and after the new year, he has to quickly find a wife, and he has to spread the branches and leaves for my old Li family. In the last three years, he will have two children, and five years will be three years old. He also has to raise his schedule for wealth."

Old Li stood in the light snow, smoking a dry cigarette, feeling hot in his heart.

Why?

There is hope.

In the past, how could Lao Li be so leisurely, and he had to wonder where the dumpling stuffing for the New Year's Eve came from.

Step, step!

After a thin layer of snow accumulated, the sound of horseshoes sounded on the dirt road in front of the village.

Lao Li knocked off the cigarette ash and looked at it with a smile.

His two sons came back with six jars of wine.

Each wine jar weighs twenty catties, and if it weren't for the two horses, it would have been impossible to bring it back.

"Father is all sorghum wine, and he didn't burn whole sweet potatoes."

"Okay, go and put away the wine, and then you and Fugui go and invite the uncles."

"It's almost time to wait, come with me to invite Mr. Mo."

Lao Li ordered his two sons.

When all the family members in the village headed towards Lao Li's house, Lao Li brought his two sons to the back of the village. Unlike the ease he had just now, Lao Li was a little nervous at this time.

First of all, it is Mr. Mo who can be patient.

Secondly, Lao Li knew that Mr. Mo didn't like to join in the fun.

Crack, clap!

Knock the knocker lightly.

"Mr. Mo, everyone in the village is going to get together tonight, do you want to come?"

Old Li asked tentatively.

In the bottom of his heart, Lao Li was ready to be rejected.

Unexpectedly, the door opened directly.

Mr. Mo stood inside, nodded slightly and said.

"go."

Lao Li was taken aback for a moment, but then he was overjoyed.

Without Mr. Mo, the evening banquet will still be held, but with Mr. Mo present, the evening banquet will be lively.

"Changhai, go help Mr. Mo, let's go."

Lao Li called his son.

"I'm not seventy or eighty, no need."

Goethe waved his hand, went out by himself, turned around and closed the door.

There is no need for a lock, and the village is full of people, so nothing can be lost.

No matter how naughty the child is, it is impossible for him to break into the empty door. If he is found out, the parents of the child will have to break the legs of the naughty child without asking the host. .

Different from other places.

People in the black land are straightforward and friendly. In addition, everyone in the village helps each other, and if something happens, they help cover it up.

That's the end of it.

Once you come and go, people will be scattered.

People's hearts are scattered.

Tunzi will have to die.

The village is gone, and everyone has to follow suit.

"Mr. Mo, is this a happy event for you?"

Lao Li looked at Goethe and blinked.

After more than ten years of experience in the city, Lao Li's eyes have been cultivated.

He clearly felt that Mr. Mo was different from before.

In the past, I was always cold, that kind of polite but rejected people thousands of miles away.

Now?

Although still polite, there was a touch of easygoing.

"That's it."

"I want to understand something."

Goethe responded with a smile.

Lao Li didn't ask any more questions, and the four of them walked towards Lao Li's house.

When the gentlemen who were sitting at the three large tables that were put together saw Mr. Mo coming, they all stood up and said hello one by one.

A capable person is respected everywhere.

Not to mention this kind of great ability.

Kill a wild boar that big with one palm.

Da Chong and Xiong Xiazi were also beaten to death.

If they didn't know that this was Mr. Mo, everyone would have regarded him as a fairy.

In fact, many people regarded Goethe as the reincarnation of a god.

Otherwise, can you have such great ability?

"Brother Li, serve?"

Aunt Six raised the cotton curtain and asked.

"Serve!"

As soon as Lao Li said hello, Aunt Six brought the cold dishes first with the mother-in-law and aunts.

Peanuts, patted cucumbers, tomatoes mixed with sugar, pig ears, pig head meat, and cut pig's trotters in sauce.

After the plates were placed, the wine jars were opened, and bowls of wine began to be poured.

Once the wine was full, Lao Li stood up as the host and took the first sip.

This is also a rule.

Generally, you have to say a few words.

However, Lao Li doesn't talk so much nonsense. He has eaten and still talks nonsense.

So, he picked up the bowl and took a sip.

"Eat and drink well, everyone."

One sentence and it's over.

The host moved fast, and the guests also moved, and the hot dishes followed.

Like cold dishes, there are six kinds.

Fried Pipi Shrimp, Fried Small Yellow Croaker, Boiled Shrimp, Braised Pork, Steamed Hairtail, Steamed Smoked Chicken.

And that's not the end.

In addition to these twelve discs, there are two more.

Shanzhen stewed elbow and braised big meatballs.

Fourteen dishes are called twelve dishes and two pieces on the black earth.

Especially the two items, they are really hard dishes.

Put it in a copper pot or simply serve it with a pot and a fire.

The charcoal fire is always on, steaming hot, making people feel very comfortable in the wind and snow.

The dishes are ready.

Eat, of course eat.

But there is still a link.

I saw a few old men take two mouthfuls and stand up holding the wine bowl.

Toast!

There are food and wine, how can we not toast.

Especially the hunters in Lijiatun are good at wine.

And the first toast must be the host.

Ordinary people must be cowardly when they see this posture, but Lao Li didn't cowardly, he just filled up the wine and waited for these few.

They are all their own people, who doesn't know who's drinking capacity?

"Old Li, today you are the master, so you should be respected first, but Mr. Mo is here, we have to respect Mr. Mo first, everyone said, right?"

"Correct!"

When the tall and thin leader said that, people around booed one after another.

Lao Li glanced at Goethe first, and found that Goethe was not annoyed, but picked up the wine bowl, and immediately relaxed.

"Lao Liu, it belongs to you without Liuer."

Lao Li deliberately rolled his eyes.