Calamity Crown

I can only bite the bullet and write every year.

"Come on, Mr. Mo, go to the pit."

"I'll grab some peanuts and melon seeds for you."

After Lao Li got busy, he sat opposite Goethe.

The two of them sat in the fire pit of Lao Li's house, which was covered with a layer of linoleum, and they didn't need to take off their shoes. When they slept at night, they just wiped it with a cloth and spread out the bedroll.

Goethe watched Li Changhai and Li Fugui write through the window on the side.

"Mr. Mo, are you curious why I asked two bastards to write a tablet instead of making one myself?"

Old Li smiled.

"What?"

Goethe was indeed curious.

Lao Li opened his mouth while peeling the peanuts.

"In the early years, my family was poor, so I didn't dare to think about it."

"Later, when I had money, I was able to make one, but I didn't let it. It was a few years ago. My shop had just become popular, but the shopkeeper Wang's family in the shop next door was in decline."

"Shopkeeper Wang and his wife and old shopkeeper Wang worked on the sugar shop from dawn to dusk, and the business was good."

"But the son of the shopkeeper Wang and his wife is a prodigal son."

"I don't know the hard work of being a father and mother at all. I only know how to drink and spend money. At first, it was a small fight. Later, someone set up a situation and exported my shop and old house in one night."

"In black and white, there are also pictures and inscriptions."

"Boss Wang and old shopkeeper Wang have no choice but to give up their family business for the sake of their son."

"That bastard has redeemed himself, he has no money in his pocket, and all the people who have been with him in the past have dispersed, leaving only his father and mother. After what happened, this kid can be regarded as returning from his lost way, and with his parents We re-made sugar and sold sugar together, and things were about to get better. That year, there was a sudden epidemic in the city, and the shopkeeper Wang and the old shopkeeper Wang couldn't resist, and everyone died."

"The boy cried and wrote tablets for his parents, and when he wrote for his grandfather, he cried even harder."

"That kid, I forgot what my grandfather's name is."

Speaking of this, Lao Li took a deep puff of his cigarette, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"and after?"

Goethe continued to ask.

"I slapped myself three big mouths, shouting that I am not human, I have forgotten my ancestors, and then I knelt down in front of my old neighbor and asked my grandfather's name."

"Understood, I wrote it down, pooled up the money, bought three thin-skinned coffins, and buried my parents and grandfather."

"It's quite beautiful."

When Lao Li said this, his complexion was slightly better, but there was still shadow in his eyes.

Goethe knew that the fate of this dutiful son and virtuous grandson should not be very good.

Sure enough, Lao Li continued.

"Maybe his parents and grandpa are gone, the blow was too great, or maybe his nature relapsed. This kid went to gamble again. This time, he not only lost all his family fortune, but also lost his own life."

"Bound hands and feet by some thugs from the casino, put a sack in it, filled it with stones, and threw it into the Liu River."

"There was no cry during the whole process, but a smile."

"In the second year, the aquatic plants grew vigorously."

As Lao Li spoke, he looked at Li Changhai and Li Fugui again.

There is worry and fear in the eyes.

In an instant, Goethe understood Lao Li's intentions.

Lao Li was worried that Li Changhai and Li Fugui would be left behind after his death.

What is even more frightening is that the two of them will repeat the mistakes of the shopkeeper boy of the Wang family.

That's why they were asked to write the ancestral tablet by hand.

It doesn't matter if the writing is ugly.

At least he knows who his ancestor is.

I also know that I have to be a little scruples.

"You must be talking about it a lot."

Goethe said with a smile.

"Naming?"

"It's okay to talk about it, you have to fight."

"After the hands are beaten, the soles of the shoes will be whipped, and then the horse whip will be applied."

"Hands are swollen from beating, two pairs of shoe soles are broken, and three horsewhips are broken."

Lao Li shared his parenting experience.

Very plain.

And, practical.

"It's almost there now?"

Goethe pointed out the window.

"almost."

"It's just a matter of finding a daughter-in-law for them. After giving birth to a child, I will be able to enjoy life in peace."

Lao Li took a puff of his pipe and looked hopeful, as if he had already had that image in his mind.

The children and grandchildren are full of children and grandchildren, planting flowers and vegetables in spring, enjoying the cool and gossiping in summer, raising poles to beat jujubes in autumn, and sweeping snow piles in winter.

Goethe listened to Lao Li's murmur.

Such a picture also appeared in the eyes.

His [heart] beat again.

It's [Homecoming. Reunion]!

The sixth-level occupation has moved forward a lot. Although it is not yet complete, it is more than halfway.

Goethe's mood suddenly improved.

Lao Li looked at the smiling Goethe and laughed too.

The two drank tea and chatted, and when Li Changhai and Li Fugui finished writing the tablet, Lao Li put the ancestral tablet under the chimney of the kang, stood it up, burned incense, and put melon and fruit snacks.

"Go, send the tribute to your godmother."

In the morning, I burn incense on the godmother tree.

This array is to give tribute.

When the cannons were set off at night, dumplings had to be served.

Not only tonight, but also on the morning of the first and fifth day of the first day of the new year, dumplings have to be served, and there are also two days on the fifteenth day and the second day of February.

Brothers Li Changhai and Li Fugui left the village carrying the tribute.

At this time, every household is almost busy.

The sixth child and the sixth aunt arrived first.

Both hands are carrying things, and Aunt Six is ​​also carrying a large door panel that serves as a tabletop on her shoulder.

Goethe looked in amazement.

As for the door panel, under normal circumstances neither of them would be able to lift it, but Aunt Six lifted it up alone, with a jar of sorghum wine in the other hand.

The jar contains wine, at least thirty catties.

When you walk, you will not shake or shake, and you will be steady.

It can be called a natural power.

On the other hand, the sixth child has a chicken in his left hand and a goose in his right, panting after walking two steps.

This body is really not good.

Goethe watched from the side and didn't open his mouth. Lao Li's mouth is so damaged. Opening his mouth is——

"Old Six, if you plow too much land with cattle, you will easily die from exhaustion."

"Take care of yourself, what are you doing with the pestle? Help."

Lao Liu said and handed the finished chicken and goose to Lao Li, and then he let out a long sigh.

"Mr. Mo, here we are."

"Just here."

"Let's go, go back to the house, let's have a rest, there is an old lady doing it, and there will be no delay."

The sixth child greeted him and dragged Goethe into the house.

After a while, all the men in the village except guards and patrols arrived.

When Li Changhai and Li Fugui came back, cold dishes had already been placed on the three big round tables and one small table.

The three big round tables were still the same people.

On the small table sat Lao Wang, Miss Wang, and Huang Dangdang, Huang Dangdang's mother, and the small table was still in the side room, separated from the middle room.

No one said much.

Although warm and welcoming, there is indeed a gap.

Lao Li can let go, but others may not.

No one can eat well if they leave a piece, it is better to separate, and no one will be delayed.

With the lessons learned from the past, everyone will put away the drinking tonight.

You can't even get drunk without eating dumplings.

During the banquet, everyone drank slowly and talked about interesting things.

Chinese New Year, isn't that what it is.

After a busy year, we finally got together.

Completely relax and rest.

When there are many people, talking, and excitement, time goes very fast.

In a blink of an eye, it was a quarter before midnight.

The dumplings are starting to cook.

The couplets began to be posted.

The two hundred rings of earth red are also paved.

Li Changhai took the incense and moved closer.

Hiss—crack clap clap!

The firecrackers sounded crisply, and Lao Li yelled with a smile.

"happy New Year!"

Chapter 19 Years Over. Departure

With a shout of "Happy Chinese New Year", the young and old men around held wine glasses together.

And the children are even more lively.

They had been waiting all night for this moment.

The little six sons of Aunt Six's family took a group of children and started to greet the adults. Of course, during the New Year greetings, their hands were raised high.